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It was supposed to be just a small crush.

It was nothing more than puppy love, a happy crush. Nothing serious. It wasn't supposed to take up everything inside you, he wasn't supposed to be the one you fell in love with.

So why were you coughing up bloody floral?

You were hunched over the toilet at the turtle's lair, painful muffled coughs echoed in the walls. Bloodied flowers escape out your mouth that bloomed in your lungs, each breath was suffocating as petals clogged your airway.

You couldn't even breathe in without choking on your own blood.

Clutching your chest through your clothes, an aching but dull feeling resonated throughout your heart to your respiratory systems. You could internally feel roots of the blossoms in your organs. It did not feel good at all.

It wasn't even that serious, it was just infatuation, a small subject where you could project the feelings you wish you had. Turns out that was a mistake that literally is killing you.

You actually fell in love with Donnie.

Within the many months you have known the turtle brothers, you and Donnie had been somewhat...the least closest. You just couldn't click with the turtle, like sure he was smart, cool, knowledgeable, and talented, and-

*Cough* *Cough*

"Godda—mnit..." Small droplets of blood trickled down the corner of your mouth to your chin, dripping onto the toilet seat. Your condition was getting worse. The day you developed a small cough everyone immediately noticed, but you didn't. Brushing it off as a small cold you continued to ignore it even as it developed severely.

They all attempted to convince you to get it checked but you kept being stubborn, saying how it'll go away soon.

Soon became too late, as you stared in horror at the small petal you coughed up about 4 months ago. You initially thought you were growing crazy and that the petal was probably from a tree you had walked by that got stuck in your hair, but denial can only get you so far.

Leaning away from the toilet bowl and back, resting your back against the porta-potty door, you tried to gather as much air as possible and cough up and left over corolla's hoarded in your trachea and pharynx.

Just as you were about to let out a vomit of blood and flower buds, you could feel the force of someone knocking on the door, causing you to choke more on the ichor and floret mixture in your mouth.

"Y/N, are you ok? You've been in the toilet for an hour now. We've already finished playing on the ps3 and plan on watching a movie..." Leo was hesitant and felt embarrassed, he didn't want to disturb you with your business, but your absence was starting to get concerning.

Hurling it all out, you let out paroxysmal coughs, struggling with keeping it in.

You could feel the potty shaking violently from the force of Leo's knocking, he started slamming his fist against the door, calling out your name in panicked worry.

"Y/N!? OPEN THE DOOR!! ARE YOU OK?!? Y/N!"

Outside the door, Leo slammed and used as much force as he could to pry the door open, but it proved useless. He didn't want to execute too much strength to avoid making the porta potty fall down.

He looked around in a hurry, trying to find something to jimmy the lock off.

He saw him and his brothers' weapons hung up neatly on the wall, he first thought to grab his sword to slice the door off but that could potentially hurt you if he were to accidentally cut you too. So he ran and grabbed one of Raph's sais. Stabbing the lock broken, successfully breaking the door open.

The door unexpectedly flew open and you tumbled out, rolling till you landed on your back, heaving heavy breaths.

"Y/N! What the hell?!" Leo discarded Raph's sai out of his hand, uncaringly throwing it to a random corner in the lair as he knelt down next to you.

He saw how the lower half of your face was covered in red liquid, some darker, some still wet and dripping. Looking at the mess you made in the porta potty in horror, he felt like throwing up himself, but he swallowed it down and focused back on you. He was panicking, his hands started to feel cold and sweaty, his breath was short and shallow, he was so concerned and worried for you.

"GUYS! GET YOUR ASSES IN HERE NOW!!

He screamed out for his family towards the direction of the living room, too scared to leave your side in fear you'd end up worse than now.

You coughed up more bloody flowers, turning to your side to spit it out. It was a wonder how you're still alive with all the blood you've puke up.

Leo gagged at the sight but gulped it down again, resorting to just patting your back to help you scrounge up any leftovers. Hearing the fast running footsteps of his brother he felt relieved, but his worry didn't cease.

Donnie was the first to arrive, and holy shit, it was like a scene from Tokyo ghoul just happened in here!

"What the hell happened?!" Donnie immediately pushed Leo away from you to take his spot, doing his best to assess the situation calmly.

He did have to admit this was pretty gross, but his concern fought over his disgust. Raph and Mikey slid to a stop at the door way, both gasping in repugnance at the sight.

Mikey felt all the snack he ate earlier start to rise up, he couldn't even hold it in and just vomited it out in the garbage can next to him. "I think I'm gonna be sick-..."

"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?!?" Raph was a little bit more distressed with the situation.

"I DONT KNOW!!" Leo gripped the top of his head, eyes switching frantically from his brothers, to you, to the bloodied up potty, and back to his brothers.

"AREN'T THEY SICK!? SHOULDNT WE TAKE THEM TO A HOSPITAL??" Mikey clutched the garbage can to his chest in preparation for any more incoming bile.

"DO YOU THINK WE CAN JUST WALK UP TO A HOSPITAL WITH A TEENAGE GIRL, COUGHING UP BLOOD AND FLOWERS IN OUR ARMS, AS MUTANT TURTLES?!?!?" Raph's voice cracked with panic. "DO YOU HEAR HOW INSANE THAT SOUNDS?!?"

"THEN WHAT CAN WE DO?! I-ITS NOT LIKE WE CAN JUST LET HER STAY AT THE LAIR, THAT COULD MAKE IT WORSE!" Leo waved his hands in referral to you. "AND WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF THIS GOT BACK TO HER PARENTS!?! WE COULD BE CHARGED FOR MURDER—"

"WILL ALL OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!?"

At the unexpected volume of Donnie's shout, all three turtles froze and immediately shut their mouths. Staring back at their purple brother's enraged look.

"How am I supposed to concentrate when you guys are screaming my ears off!!" Ignoring their worried but ashamed looks, Donnie went back to you. He looked around at the splattered blood and flowers on the ground.

Wait.......flowers?

"What?..." he picked up the closest flora he could reach, analyzing it closely.

He glanced back at you to see you looking at him with fear, his browbone furrowed in confusion from your look and from the flower buds.

"Don—" you cut yourself up by hagging up another flower, so small but painful. And now he fully understood the situation.

You weren't sick with a cold or any common flu, you had managed to develop a fictional disease. One that Donnie has read about online on one of his deep internet dive, you had actually managed to contract the hanahaki disease.

A fictional disease in which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided love.

But that's impossible! You didn't interact with any other kid at school, you barely even know the names of your classmates. The only people you only hung out with was him and his brothers along with April. Unless——No! Get over yourself Donatello, that is highly unlikely.

Then again, if you managed to be infected with a fictional disease, and that would mean you had be in love with either one of his brothers.

"Donnie!" He was snapped out of his thoughts by Leo. "What is going on with Y/N?!"

He glanced back at you to see tears running down your eyes, only small coughs escaping you compared to your prior wheezing episodes.

He shuffled closer to you, lifting your head up slightly to avoid you choking on your own saliva and blood. Even holding your hand softly for comfort. His brothers remained silent at his actions, watching on the side and giving distance as to not interfere.

"I need you 3 to go back into the living room and prepare the first aid kit, along with the antibiotics we have stocked." He watched you try to shy away from his hand.

You obviously knew what was bound to happen, but you're still trying to avoid it. He didn't even listen to his brothers running away to complete his orders, his eyes remaining on just you.

Using the sleeve of your jacket to wipe off the dried up blood on your jaw, ashamed of your self for being a mess. "-'m sorry..."

"Who is it Y/N?" Your tears slowed down for a moment, before flowing out like a flood. God, you probably looked so stupid right now.

You knew Donnie was well aware with your diagnosis, not even your own parents did. There was no way to get out this, you'll only survive if you admit the truth, but as stubbornness in pride you were you still refused to.

"I...c—an't." Your voice was rough and broken because of many factors, from your wheezing to your tears. Speaking was as difficult as confessing at the moment.

"You can't or you won't? I know you Y/N," he forced you to face him by guiding your chin with his finger, his own face leaning closer as desperation settled into his eyes, increasing the intensity of your tears. "I can't let you die from this."

This was definitely karma after you told April you'd rather die than confess. Oh sweet irony, how thee is a close friend. A little more than kin, and less than kind.

You were definitely dying, you've gone full on Shakespearian on yourself.

Donnie could tell what was going through your head, and it definitely wasn't you trying to gather the proper words. So he had to do this your way he suppose.

"A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind. A lover's ear will hear the lowest sound, when the suspicious head of theft is stopped. Love's feeling is more soft and sensible than are the tender horns of cockled snails."
Your breath hitched, eyes widening as you felt your tears slowly die down. ". . .And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods make heaven drowsy with the harmony."

"Sha—ke...speare?" For a moment, you felt your heart swell with love instead of pain, maybe it was the right choice to fall for Donnie.

He smiled at you weakly, a sad shine in his eyes. "If you won't confess, then I will." Seeing the slight creasing of your eyebrows he continued. "I don't know which of my brothers you like, but I don't care. I'm the one who's in love with you, Y/N. And I just need you to tell me who because I'd rather see you with one of them instead of dying—"

"You." Donnie's rave stopped, looking to you in question and hope.

He begged he understood right, that he didn't hear it wrong, that he wasn't just listening to a word he wanted to hear, that you actually answered—

"You, Donnie." You caressed his cheek, going from his cheekbone to his jaw, smiling adoringly.

"I love you." Without wasting a single second he immediately met your lips with his, ignoring the irony taste of your mouth, only feeling you and the affection he held for you. You reciprocated the kiss with as much strength you had, feeling your body work physically to wither away the roots in your lungs.

It was a day you met death out of love, a moment it held you but Donnie, he embraced you.

"My bounty is as boundless as the sea,
My love as deep. The more I give to thee,
The more I have, for both are infinite."
—Romeo and Juliet

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I may have accidentally written this with more TOTTMNT!Donnie's personality than MM...

Also I just HAD to include some Shakespeare, I'm currently going through a Shakespear phase and had to incorporate it one way or another.

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