Apollo had many lovers and he loved them dearly, however. All died tragically, Apollo would turn them into beautiful flowers and move on. Each time one of his lovers died, it damaged him a bit mentally. So after this one had died, he decided he would stop having lovers. He promised himself that.

Until.

He laid eyes on you. You were absolutely gorgeous, he couldn’t let someone else have you. Especially not another god.

So he started to visit you, a lot. Trying to gain your interest, and obviously it’d be easy because who wouldn’t want to date a god? It was an absolute nightmare.

You accepted his gifts, complements, and many other things. But he knew it wasn’t working after coughing up blood and flower petals. You didn’t love him back.

The condition worsened, blood, flower petals, vines, and leaves came out his mouth, nose, and eyes. It was painful, it felt like there were vines filling his lungs. He tried to stay away from you, maybe the disease would go away. But it didn’t.

While gardening, you felt his presence again after a few months. You swore to yourself you wouldn’t fall for a god, nothing ever good happened to the gods mortal lovers.

“Sunshine…?” He called out to you, though his tone sounded like he was in pain. Sorrow filled his voice. You turned around to look at him, met with a terrifying sight.

he held a bouquet of flowers, tears mixed with blood spilled from his eyes, and a few Hyacinth petals and vines poked out from his mouth. He had Hanahaki disease…