#probably goes hand with hand with his Hod complex

[doki-doki-imagines]

Hanahaki disease TW:mention of death

Sae Itoshi - purple iris: -Sae knew what would have happened. -Sae knew that this kind of feeling would lead him astray from his true objective. -That's why when he woke up one morning and between vomit and blood he saw a purple iris he wasn't surprised at all. -It was you that sparked that little flame in Sae's chest, the flame he last felt when he was just a snotty kid hoping to become the best striker, it was just a matter of time. -He was dumb then and he is dumb now. -How could he fall for the same trap twice? Love won't take him anywhere and right now it is just killing him. -A surgical procedure and like magic everything would go away, the everlasting taste of blood in his mouth, the purple flower choking him every three hours, his feelings for you… -Sae knows it all, but he can't, he doesn't have the will to do it. -How could Sae extinguish the little flame that is melting his cold heart? He never felt better even with his life at stake. -Sae know-it-all also calculated his chances with you: 1%, he doesn't want to be too negative. -But the possibility is still big enough for him to keep trying, to wake up and vomit, hide at practice to cough those beautiful purple iris. -But he is also too afraid to make the first move, he still believes to have the upper hand, and the ice king is blinded by his fear. -You'll have to confess fast after he finally makes his move because at that point flowers will be merciless and greedy absorbing his fear like the best nourishment; he doesn't have much to live.

Rin Itoshi - yellow hyacinth -Jealousy is a feeling Rin knows way too well, a constant nuisance in his life. -And right now, when he sees you having fun with another guy that isn't him the green monster crawls his back. -But this time it's not the usual ire he tastes on his tongue, it's a yellow flower. -A yellow hyacinth Rin finds out, the symbol of jealousy, it fits. -Rin is used to having his stomach churning, his mind fogged by ire, blood won't take him out easily. -But here you are, shining like a star in front of him and accepting Rin, virtue and vice; he almost vomits on you. -Rin looks at himself in the school mirror, flowers mixed with blood and spit all over his blouse, a revolting sight he thinks. -It takes good acting skill and stepping up his rudeness to convince you he didn't need any help, please go home. -Rin is a man, he doesn't need the help of anybody, nothing will make him falter. -But his feelings will make him kneel sooner than expected, seems like jealousy makes the illness develop faster than usual, who knows if you made it in time. -For sure the passed out in your arms, drenched with his vomit, blood, and beautiful yellow hyacinth Rin doesn't know.

Michael Kaiser - white hydrangea: -No, Michael didn't expect this. -With his mind full of himself there was no space for you to become an intrusive thought. -Too bad he just vomited on Ness, that now is in panic, just because a camera caught you during his training; for the first time in his life, Kaiser thinks he's a loser. -It doesn't matter how much he teases you, pranks you, literally any action it's to get your attention; you just brush him off and call him a 'idiot kaiser'. -His heart flutters every time, too bad that damn hydrangeas start to climb and scratch his throat, the wave is coming and he has to run as far as you as he can. -Someone that hates touching other low lives, reduced to a lovesick fool that only wants your warm hands cupping his cheeks like someone equally in love. -There is no way he's going to remove the illness, it would be like admitting he lost and Michael never lose, he would rather die. -Exactly what is happening now, at your feet, begging to help, eyes out of the orbits, screaming in agony. -Michael is a dumbass, he won't shout his feelings even in this situation. If you knew how bad it was you would have acted sooner. -A swift motion, you tear the big hydrangea that is choking him, a beautiful one; if the situation wasn't this tragic you would admire it more. -Then you leave a delicate kiss on his lips, feather-like, the pupils of his already wide open eyes dilatates and Michael pulls you away, retch is coming and he feels like his time is near. -"I love you too, Michael" -The last push and everything come out, roots, petals, and even more blood; finally, Michael can breathe again. -Now he'd only like to kiss you again, feel your chapped lips on his equally ruined ones. -maybe after a good bath and a night at the hospital you suggest.