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Would it sound weird.. if Katsuki said he had a favorite sickness.

Katsuki is afraid of all germs and illiness.. but.. if he was gonna die by any sickness... he would rather die by this one.

He would rather die while being in love than any type of hero work.

He would rather die supporting his best friend...

He would rather die knowing his crush would never love him back.

He didn't need any surgery.. Or sympathy.. he was okay with the idea of dying in love... much better than forgetting.. much better than not feeling anything for him.. or at all.

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The pain in Katsuki's chest had started before he knew... it had only progressed after being told that his best friend Shitty hair and his crush Icy Hot had started to date.

Katsuki wasn't jealous.. just sad..

Later in the night, Ktsuki was completely miserable...

His lungs felt like they were on fire and he couldn't help but cough.

Then.. a few flower petals... ones he has never seen before.

All that coughing just for a few flower petals.. but it was whatever, besides the chest pain, and flower shit he was okay..

One sided love wasn't completely bad.. it was like being a cheerleader.. you wanna support them.. just from the sidelines and not actually participating...

And he was a supporter...

It was great for Kirishima to find someone to love.. and it was even better that Shoto was finally happy..

Though his cough didn't plan on going away any time soon. And his burning chest always increased every time he witnessed the new couple.

No matter how supportive Katsuki was he couldn't help but still love Shoto.

He was loving from a broken, thorn filled heart.

It didn't take long for the class to notice his coughing, only taking off school when he found a petal or two in his hand while coughing in the school bathroom.

Katsuki didn't tell anyone about his beautifully deadly illness... not even when a red and white Amaryllis was stuck in his throat...a beautiful flower... he thinks they are red and white anyway.. some of that red might be his blood..

Despite his throat being raw, his chest burning, flowers blocking his breathing.. he still rather die loving someone...

Katsuki was never able to feel love.. to be able to see himself happy with another until he met Shoto. It was the first time Katsuki felt comfortable in his own body, to feel comfortable with someone more than platonically.

Even if that can't happen he was happy dying knowing that there was a possibility.

Katsuki spent about a week or two in his dorm.. telling himself he would rather die with stunning flowers growing out of his lungs as he pictured a far away future with Shoto than to go back to feeling empty.

Some would call it obsession... Katsuki calls it being desperate.. desperate to feel like he could have had the future that he craved for when he was such a young boy. To have a family... to make up for the things his family lacked so much.

Katsuki would die thinking he could have it instead of the chance of never being able to find another person who could make him feel comfortable in his own body. It was rare for Katsuki to be comfortable around others.. and he rather die in a make-believe pleasure than a painful discomfort.

Despite the flowers becoming more of a nuisance, and his make up work was growing.. he still held a smile..

Flowers grew into his smile, his lungs consumed by thrones and leaves... and if he was still breathing, able to speak.. he would tell you it was worth it compared to anything else in the world...

Unless of course his one sided love was no longer.. and they were together.. but that wouldn't happen.. so.. his flowery destruction would be his choice.