Oneshot

He felt his eyes get wet as Dongmin held the flowers like they were something fragile, smelling them.
"Do you like them?"
"I love them."
- I love you.

Dongmin's favorite flowers are forget-me-not.
Moonbin wonders if he'd still like them if he knew Moonbin coughed them up every night because of him.

{won best angst fanfiction in the Annual Astro Fanfic Awards}