There is nothing like waking up to a horrendous headache first thing in the morning. Kai internally groans to himself, opening his eyes to the throbbing at the back of his skull, forcing him awake.
Today is going to suck.
Kai can figure as much just by how much he feels like complete shit. With a whine of protest, he finally pushes himself up into a sitting position yawning. Suddenly, before he can process what's happening, Kai feels himself hacking up a lung. Panicking, he grips at his shirt trying to breathe. Yet the coughing doesn't stop until he feels three different colored petals rise from his throat and onto his bed sheets.
The color drains from his face.
Bookmarked by kuroousagi
07 Dec 2019