"It's ok if you don't...seriously...I...I'd rather that you just told me the truth-"
"i Am telling the truth"
"..."
Tears start to form in his eyes
"No...no no no no no...this is why...this is why I didn't want to tell you...I-I just...d-don't want to make loving me an obligation...I-I don't want you to feel guilty-"
"wh- no! Why're you crying?"
"I-I-it's not fair-i-it's not fair to you-"
the tears come down harder. He starts to cough
"but I'm not making myself like you! Please.."
-he scooches closer to him-
He was coughing harder and harder, more buds falling out of his mouth, they looked like they were about to bloom...
-he backs away a little-
"Im... sorry"
WRONG MOVE-He coughs harder, it hurt so so badly-He freezes when he sees it. A flower. A fully bloomed flower.
-he moves back closer to him, he's panicking again. Not really knowing what else to do he wraps him in a (relatively loose) hug-
PARENT HELB ME
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i like sugar
