"hanahaki disease is where flowers grow in your windpipe, making it harder and harder to breath. This occurs when you have one sided love for someone, and the only options are to get the flowers removed surgically and never love again, or let the flowers keep growing until you die"

Keith lives for nights like this. The fairy lights that cover their bedroom walls give a soft glow. The curtains are shut, making the corners of the room dark and mysterious. The bed itself is warm, due to the two boys bundled inside. Lance has his arm wrapped around Keith, pulling him close as he sleeps. But Keith is wide awake. His eyes half closed, his mouth in a crooked smile, be watches his boyfriend sleep.
His face is relaxed and so smooth. His lips are slightly parted, and curl up into the most subtle smile. These are the moments that keep Keith alive.
He tilts up his head, and lightly presses his lips against his boyfriends chin. He then gently nuzzles into his neck, and Lance immediately pulls Keith closer, placing a quick kiss on his head. Huh. Guess he wasn't asleep after all.

"I love you Lance" Keith freezes. No way. He did not just tell his boyfriend that he loves him.

They haven't gotten that far yet. Sure, Keith basically lives in Lances apartment, only going back to his own for DVD's or clothes. Yeah, they've risked their lives for each other. So what if the happiest they've ever been is with each other.
Why did Keith say I love you.
Keith isn't a fool. He feels Lance arm tense slightly, as soon as the words leave his lips. They it suddenly relaxes just as Lances breathing slows. God he fucked it all up.

•••

Lance flips the pancake into the air, perfectly catching it on the pan.
"Ta Dah!" He exclaims, grinning proudly.

Keith chuckles at his boyfriends antics, but his heart is beating a tattoo into his chest. And it should.
Lance heard him whisper I love you. But why didn't he say it back? Because he doesn't love Keith. Not yet anyways. They've been dating a few months, and have done some pretty amazing things but love Keith? He knows that he will. One day. But today is not that day.
He feels a tug on his heart but he keeps smiling as he prepares breakfast.

As he whistles a happy tune, something scratches the inside of Keith's throat. Something dry and sharp. He jumps off the counter that he was sitting on and stumbles out of the kitchen to the bathroom.
Lance hears the bathroom door slam and quickly runs after him.

"Keith? Keith babe you alright?" The sound of dry heaving oozes from the bathroom.
"Keith I'm right out here if you need me I'm right out here for you"

There's the sound of running water, and the door opens.
"Hey are you alight?" Lance says softly, stroking Keith's arms.

"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just gonna head home for a bit" Keith looks the exact opposite of fine. His skin is practically transparent, his eyes are tired and dull, his whole body looks weak.

"Do you need me to drive you to your place you really don't look great"

"I'll be fine lance it's okay" Keith says quietly, pulling on his shoes and walking towards the apartment door.

"Keith wait!" Keith turns around just as he opens the door.
Lance cups his face and slams his lips against his. Keith parts his lips as let's the kiss get deeper. Lances hands fall to Keith's waist, hooking around his belt loops are pulling his hips closer. Keith wraps his arms around Lances neck, clutching desperately to the taller boy. After a minute or two, Lance pulls away, pressing their foreheads together.
They stay still for a moment, just listening to each other's quick breaths.

"You, are the future, Keith Kogane" he whispered, loving every second of closeness.

Keith pushed his mouth into a smile, but it was only half true. "I need to go"

"Are you sure you don't want me to drive you?"

"No I can walk"
Keith disappears into the hallway.

•••

Keith heaved into a bowl all night.
Every time he opened his eyes, his stomach did a flip and his head spun.
Keith isn't squeamish around vomit.
He had been throwing up flower petals. He was throwing up flower petals all night.

His phone vibrates on the coffee table. Lances smiling face lights up the whole room. Keith's shaking hand slowly picks up the phone, pressing answer.

"Hey Keith how you doing? You feeling better?"
Silence.
"Babe you there?"
It gets harder to breath.
"Keith I can hear you breathing are you alright?"
A choking sob escapes his throat as a foul taste fills his mouth.
"Alright I'm coming over hold on"

Keith try to stop him, but he can't speak. He feel vines twist in my cheeks. The phone slips from his shaking fingers and onto the couch. hot tears streak down his cheeks, and his heart burns.

•••

Lance has a spare key. Of course he does, he's Keith's boyfriend. He unlocks the apartment door to find all the lights turned off.
"Keith? Babe it's just me" Lance says softly, creeping into the dark apartment.

He slips down the hallway, stopping outside the closed bedroom door. His knuckles lightly rap on the wood and he can hear rustling inside.
"Keith?" He slides open the door and slips into the darkness.
His squinting eyes make out a figure in the corner and his hands grope the wall for the lift switch. Muffled sounds protest against him, but he turns on the light.
He sees Keith in the corner, back turned to him.

"Hey Keith how you doing?"
There are hundreds of petals at Keith's feet. All color leaves Lances face as he turns Keith around.
His boyfriend is past transparent at this point. Red tear streaks lined his face, his eyes bloodshot. His whole body shook and he looked weak. Out of his mouth, was a bouquet of blood red flowers. They sprouted between his lips, making him unable to talk. Lance knows immediately what happened.

"Oh god Keith" he whispers, tears falling down his face. "This is my fault I'm so sorry I'm so fucking sorry"

Keith shakes his head, holding lances arms as he cries.
"W-we need to get you to hospital. We need to save you Keith"

Keith shakes his head harder, trembling, he grabs his phone. His fingers rapidly type on the screen, before he turns it to lance.

I'm not giving you up Lance

"Are you kidding me? You can't leave me Keith. Even if you can't love me anymore that's- ugh- fine!"

If I live, I won't feel this again

"Keith listen to yourself! I'm not worth it! You can't leave me! Everyone else does and I need you in my life!"

Lance please
Keith's shaking hands drop the phone onto the ground, and he just locks eyes with his boyfriend.

"All this is because I didn't say I love you back" Lance whispers.

Keith's breathing is getting more tight and raspy by the second. If they don't get him to a hospital now, he doesn't stand a chance.

"I just need to love you back"

Keith's legs give out, and he falls into Lances arms. They land on the floor, Lance cradling the dying boy.
"I cradled you in my arms" Lance laughs to himself, but he's a sobbing mess.

Keith looks up at him with pained eyes. His hand slips around Lances tanned one. Everything hurts. He can feel his breathe getting shorter as the blackness grows around the corners of his vision.

"I just need to love you"
Keiths eyes are so heavy. So heavy.
"Keith I-"
So fucking heavy.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just don't......"

A tear falls off his jawline.
His eyes close.
His chest lowers.
A final flower blooms from his mouth.

••••
*sips tea*
This Wattpad update is so weird I don't know how I feel about it
✌️💕Bree