it had been a few days since yoongi had found jungkook in the bathroom throwing up petals of his own. he had told the younger that he would help him and help him he would, even if it kills him. it doesn't matter though, all that matters; is jungkook's happiness. jungkook being happy and having love returned to him is more important then anything. it had been two days, just two days and yoongi's own situation had already gotten worse. this to the point where there was blood that stained the beautiful pink rose petals; those that were currently around his bed, tangled in his blankets. having woken up coughing, it had cause him to be unable to get up to run to the bathroom. the pain had been to much, the pain in his chest almost caused him to think he was having a panic attack, until he had started hacking up the pretty pink petals; pretty pink petals with specs of blood on the petals.

when the pain subsided he got up and started to clean up the petals, once the petals were cleaned away and yoongi was dressed. having mad an appointment to see a doctor; just hoping their was something he could do or a medication he could take to prolong the effects, give him a bit more time. he just wanted to be there for jungkook, no he needed to be there for jungkook. 

he was back home, the doctors appointment had gone worse then he had hoped for, the only solution was to have the surgery to remove the flowers; but along with removing the roses it would remove his love for jungkook and he didn't want that. he wanted to feel the love he has for him,  he doesn't want to forget the love he has for him. 

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it was a few hours later when jungkook; the boy himself showed up at yoongi's doorstep. red puffy eyes and tear stained cheeks, yoongi instantly pulled the boy into a hug, just holding him as he let out sobs, it was the cries of heart break. yoongi knew this cry all too well. soon enough the two were cuddle up on the sofa in yoongi's living room, sharing yoongi's big pink fluffy blanket. jungkook had always teased the older boy about having the blanket, mainly because of the colour; but it never meant anything by it, it was just away to annoy his hyung and to make him flustered. truth be told if jungkook had seen the blanket in the shop, he would of picked the baby pink one too. 

the positions had switched, when the two boys had started cuddling it was jungkook that was cuddling into yoongi's side, his head on his chest. they had some how changed so it was yoongi cuddling into jungkook's side; head resting on his chest, blanket pulled up to his chin. the younger had just been staring at the elder boy for awhile, thankful that the older hadn't question the boy on why he was crying, or even pushed him into talking to him; he had cuddled with him for hours, the only sound being the voices coming from the tv that was on a low volume. he had let him cry it out, jungkook had calmed a lot from when he came to the apartment and decided it was time  he finally told the boy what happened "are you awake hyungie?"  yoongi hummed in reply with a little nod of his head staying where he was; waiting for the younger to continue. 

"jimin brought home his boyfriend... he wanted me to meet him.." yoongi moved out of jungkook's arms to sit and look at him "what happened?" jungkook smiled "i held in my tears and ran to the bathroom, the petals are getting worse hyung, there was more of them..." the older boy nodded and bit his bottom lip "we'll think of something kookie... his stupid for not loving you back" the younger let out a half chuckle "it's okay hyung, he found someone. his happy so i'm happy even if i'm in this pain" yoongi nodded and cuddled back into jungkook "put a movie on kookie"

the night was spent with lots of cuddles, movies; leading to the two boys falling asleep on the sofa still in each others arms.

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a/n sorry it took so long for me to update this and for how short it is. i sort of got a bit of a writers block while writing so im not 100% happy with this hence why i stopped writing.