Hello, can you do scenario with Yugyeom? Like you have stress in school and started cutting yourself. And when he sees it, what he will do? Something like that. Thanks u ^^
A little bit angsty but hopefully still fluffy :3 Hope you like it parkyonsi ♥
The sunlight sneaking in from the curtain flicks your eyesopen as you groan. You don’t want to go to school today, or any other day.
You hate school. You hate your classes which usually don’thave a seat for you to sit. You hate your locker filled with trash. You hatethe group of girls mocking you whenever they see you. You hate the way theymake everyone turn against you. You hate the way they trick you to fail in thetests. You hate the way they make you hate yourself. And now you’re reallygoing to. Hate yourself.
Who do you think you are? You loser! Brat! Slut! Just godie!
“Stop it! Please stop it!”, you yell, covering your earswith your hands, shaking your head in frustration while curling yourself into aball in bed. How you wish you could stay like this forever, at least yourblanket is softer and more comfortable even if it’s going to squeeze the lifeout of you. Suddenly, your phone vibrates, indicating a new message is sent.You lazily peep an eye open to read andas soon as you notice it’s another threatening message from those girls, youthrow the phone away onto the wall, causing it to break into pieces.
Groggily making your way to the bathroom, you stare at thereflection of yourself in the mirror, so tired, so hurtful, vulnerable, weak,loser… Maybe they’re right… Maybe it’s all your fault from the beginning… Maybe…Maybe… You bury your face in your scarred hands, the pretty hands you once adoredhave now become a tool for you to relieve all your stress. It was hurt atfirst, but gradually, seeing your blood running down, the aching feeling flushesthrough your mind doesn’t seem too scary anymore…
“Jagiya! Where are you?”, you hear Yugyeom from the livingroom, calling you out in a most cheerful voice you can imagine. You quicklystand back up, grab a sweater from the hanger to put on and cover all the newscars on your bare skin, also wipe the tears off your eyes. You don’t want himto know about this. He has tortured himself enough for leaving you behind withschool to live up his dream, not to mention his own problems at work. You don’twant to bother him with such stupid thing.
“Oh hello there! Come here!”, Yugyeom smiles, holding hisarms out for you to fall in as you force a smile, come wrapping your armsaround his waist. You nuzzle into his chest and he rests his chin on top of hishead, rubbing your back up and down gently. “You don’t have school today? Ithought I would have to wait for you till late in the afternoon”, he cups yourface to look at you in the eyes, cooing in the loving tone that melts yourheart. “I’ve missed you”, he mutters before leaning down to press his lipsagainst yours, being away from you makes his love grow bigger each day, hislips hungry for more and his kisses filled with affection.
“I love you”, you sob, kissing him back. You thought thatbeing in his arms would solve everything but instead, you feel more vulnerableand the more you feel that way, the more selfish you become, just wanting himfor your own.
“Jagiya… What happened? Why did you cry?”, Yugyeom asksworriedly, using his thumb to wipe the tears off your face.
“I just… I’ve missed you so much.That’s all”, you managed tosay half of the truth as you boyfriend beams.
“Aw, my jagi is so cute!”, he pinches your cheeks cutely,peppering your face with kisses again before he leads you to the kitchen. “CanI have pancakes made by you please? I haven’t had breakfast yet”, he pleads andyou smile softly, getting ready for theingredient for the dish. Contemplating you for a while, Yugyeom deicides it willbe better to cook with you. He grins, come closer to snake his arms around yourwaist, resting his chin on your shoulder as he helps you make the batch.Noticing you have a bit struggle to work with the sleeves of your sweater keepgetting in the way, he quickly rolls them up just to see the scars on yourarms.
“What-jagiya-what are these? I mean… who did this to you?”,he turns you around, the concerned look carvedon his face. “Tell me jagiya!”, he demands and you just stand there in silence,tugging at the hem of your shirt. In a matter of seconds, tears begin to rundown on your face again and your shoulder shaking, your hand unintentionallybringing up to scratch on the scars, even the ones that are still open mouthedwound. You hiss in pain, but still, you couldn’t stop doing it. Yugyeom is nowtotally flustered, he turns into a mess of worry and furry, his mind goes blankas he doesn’t know what else to do beside holding you tight, preventing youfrom hurting yourself. His hands start shaking as well as he engulfs you in hiswarmth, letting you have a silence moment to let it all out, all your tears,your stress, you have been keeping it inside for so long.
“Shhh. It’s okay. It’s alright now. I’m here”, he comfortsyou while patting your back in a peaceful beat. “I’m sorry, jagiya, for beingaway and not really here for you. Life must have been hard on you. It’s myfault. I’m sorry. I’m really sorry”, he plants a soft kiss on your forehead,sending all his love through his warmth.
“Do you want to talk about this now?”. Minutes after yourhugging treatment, Yugyeom asks while you’re snuggling into him on the couch.You lean your head on the crook of his neck, finally telling him about schooland those girls. And you actually feel much better!
“You can talk to your parents or your teacher or theprincipal. I can go there with you. Actually, I will. You have to talk to themabout this. You also need to stay strong, leave all those things out your mind.I’ll go back to school with you, you know, just to make sure everything is ok”,he suggests.
“Don’t worry. I’m having some days off. And besides, my jagiis more important”, he rubs the top of his nose against yours lovingly.
You nod weakly as Yugyeom pecks your lips, holding your armsup to kiss all the cuts and scars on your skin, blowing on them gently. “Whytorture yourself jagiya? You hurt yourself means you hurt me, too”, he furrowshis brows. “Promise to never do this again. Ever!”
“Okay I promise”, you smile, seems like a million poundweight have been lifted off your chest.
“I promise to stay with you more and take you out more. Youreally need to catch some fresh air jagiya! How about tomorrow? Now let’s goget you bandage up first!”, Yugyeom carries you in bridal style to your bedroomas you giggle.
Actually, Yugyeom, you’re more than any medicine, my healer.