TRIGGER WARNING- mention of taking your life in the beginning and giving up on life.
Short story with Baicang x reader
I got inspo to write this from Ariana’s mv “hate that I made you love me.” And Castorice from HSR. If you’re unsure about Castorice , everything she touches dies , so in this story , I made every flower you touch die , rather than everything.
Its the middle of the night, you live alone in the middle of a Flower field. A field of Oleander Flowers. You’ve grown up around that singular Flower all your life. It’s always been a dream of yours to see a Flower that isn’t so toxic, but due to your curse , you’ve never been able to see another Flower. Whenever your hands reach for a Petal that isn’t an Oldeander , the Petal dies and withers away. During this night , you sit up and smell something. A fire is ablaze across the field of Flowers. You have no one to come save you, so you just stand there not knowing what to do. “Do I save myself?, or do I try to put the fire out.?” You choose to not do anything and let the flames consume you. In this moment , you have given up on life, and felt it would be better to wither away, the same way Flowers do when you touch them.
An entire day passes , and you find yourself in bed. But this isn’t your home? You sit up, and a man suddenly appears. As you eyes gaze up at him, you see the sun reflecting on him. A ray of light shining into the room. Only shining on him rather than you. “You should lay back down.” He gently touches your shoulders signalling to lay down. Somehow you listen to him?. “I’m Baicang… you were unconscious since last night. I was going for a walk in the Forest when I noticed the whole field on fire. I ran into your home and carried you all the way to mine. You gaze up at him holding your head. “Thank you.. I’ll repay you for saving me some day.. my name is… Petal .” As you gaze out the window you see a field.. Sunflowers? “You can stay here until you get better, I live on my own anyway! In this field here.” Baicang says gently. “Get some rest and we can talk more during dinner.”
Dinner time arrives , Baicang wakes you up gently. “Hey.. come out here” He gives the brightest and most enthusiastic smile as you sit down. He gives you a plate of spaghetti. “Thank you…” you say shyly. “You must be going through something, considering you didn’t wanna leave that fire.” Baicang says. “How did you know I-“ Baicang cuts you off. I read people well… I was once in your position. That’s why I had to save you. I can’t watch a beautiful Flower wither away again.” “Wait a minute.. the fire? How do you put it out?” Baicang smiles gently as you ask him.” I… have the ability to make any plant wither away, so I put the fire out by doing that , although it was tiring , I had to save you.” You can?? Make things wither? That’s your ability?” You seem very curious about him now. Suddenly Baicang smirks at you. “Why? Interested in my … gooood looks He winks at you. “Pfft , for a man I just met you seem pretty confident.” Baicang switches back to normal. “It is my ability , I was born with it. I only use it when it really is needed.” You speak ..You’re lucky… I was born with something similar , but instead it’s a curse. Every Flower I touch dies. The only Flower I can touch is an Oldeander.” Baicang looks at you with a more curious look, invading your personal space , looking at your eyes.. studying you hard. You feel a bit flushed as he does this.
You scold him. “Uhhh… .. how improper, you don’t have any mannners.” Baicang giggles at you scolding and smirks. “Have you ever touched a sunflower?” Thinking about it, you’ve never seen sunflowers until Baicang appeared. “No? What’s so special about that? It’ll just die too.” Baicang gets up and comes back with a bouquet of Sunflowers. “Here touch these.. but when you touch them .. hold my hand.” You seem to be sick of his silly ridiculous talk. “That wouldn’t be appropriate for a man I just met!” You scold him and refuse to do it. “Suit yourself, but I could be the key to that curse of yours…” you look and glare at him. As you glare at him , he smiles at you. He places his hand on his chin in front of you at the table, admiring you shamelessly. You glare again , but this could be your only chance, to understand what he means. “Fine! I’ll try it but if this is a lie I get to flick your head.”
Baicang hands you the bouquet of Flowers. One Petal dies.. but then Baicang reaches for both of your hands. The Bouquet is now placed between both of you. Rays of light emerge from both of your hands … “w… what???” You say shocked and breathing heavily. Baicang smiles, he knew this would work. “It is written in history. You’re .. someone I’m meant to find. To lift this curse , one must joins hand with another who isn’t cursed. We resonate with each other, and now the curse has been lifted off of you. And somehow.. it worked. Your curse is lifted and you can touch any Flower you choose now. In history, there is a story between two lovers , they resonated with each other.” You look at Baicang and cry into his arms. “After all these years, someone finally cured me.. and that person was you, thank you.” “You now , have the same ability as me rather than the curse , you can choose to make a Flower Wither. But when we join hands, we can restore dead flowers”
This was the beginning of something happening between the two of you. It was fate. A repeat of history written in old books.
“You have a flame, hidden deep within you. You do not use your fire often, which sets you back. You are afraid your sparks will ignite a blazing fire, which will cause everyone to run away. Although your flames allow a singular Petal to wither ,it does not cause harm, it shields everyone. Learn to set your sparks ablaze more often … and shield those whom are stuck in toxic flower fields. Lets us run together , in fields of Sunflowers.”
