[✔️] Deer-Like Eyes | Tarochan/Sungtaro

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***im not a medical professional, don't trust my word or think that any of this shit is correct***

January 26, Thursday 2020

   He felt a bit nervous as he walked into the living room. The others obviously hearing him coming turned to look at him only to immediately be drawn to his legs, which only the knees and below were showing yet it still quite a sight.

   Dongyoung's hand came to cover his open mouth, his eyes wide. Taeil slowly got up from lying down on the couch, sitting straight on it instead. Jaehyun stood where he was, not looking as shocked as the others but still had his eyes widened and eyebrows raised, a frown etching on his face.

He didn't dare to look at Shotaro, fearing the reaction of someone he cares about— Care about? When... when did that change?! He knows though, the nights in the tent. Shotaro, just by sticking close, not asking questions and being there, giving him warmth, physically and figuratively.

Keeping his head looking at the ground, he walked around the couch, sitting between Tokki-hyung and Shotaro.

   Snapping out of it, the med student spoke up, "Okay- wow um... Sungchan, can you turn and put your legs on my lap so I can get a closer look?" Listening, he turned his back to Shotaro who was quiet, bringing his legs to rest on Dongyoung's thighs.

   Getting a clearer look, Dongyoung was even more mortified, Who would do this to their child?! Jaehyun leaning over a bit to see, observing before he noticed the buches of small cuts littered everywhere alongside he bruises, "Hey... Sungchan. How, how did you get all these cuts and scratches?"

   "Oh um... I-I think beer or some sort of alcoholic drink bottle. Th-the bottles were glass I think." He said softly.

   They were a bit dumbfounded before Taeil asked, "As in, did they break the bottles and then hit you?"

   Sungchan looked over to to the older, Shotaro in the corner of his eye but not in enough to see the emotions on his face. He nodded hesitantly, "Well, they bit me with the bottles, and those b-broke on me and t-then I, I was beaten like... on top of the shards I guess like– I passed out I don't know when but when I woke up glass was surrounded me a-and in my skin...."

   Following the story the elder's nodded, "When... when did this happen?"

   "Last week a-after we- I was dropped off h-home after the camping tr-trip... like... so, maybe around eight? Evening." He said unsure. He didnt really know what time, he doesn't really pay attention to time unless he need to wake up at a specific time or school or had to meet up with friends.... not that w had any before three weeks ago—

   Nodding, Dongyoung leaned closer, looking at the nasty bruising. Some where a deep brown with red hexagonal shapes, showing where blood was alive. Some cuts look nearly healed, some still had small scabs of dry blood. Eyeing the huge rectangular bandaid on his left calf, he looked at Sungchan who, knowing where he was looking, nodded at and he peeled away the bandages. The whole patch of skin was horrid, it was as if the top layer of skin was was scratched over and over with the head of a screwdriver in whichever crisscrossing directions. (Btw by top layer of skin, Idk biology, I mean like, you how when you pick a scab that's not heal and befor eit begins to bleed you see that like pink skin with small pinkish-white dots? More or least that's what's seen ish I guess idk I haven't injured myself enough to remember what look like and I'm not about to google it) Some areas were beginning to bleed, slowly oozing out.

   Dongyoung opened his kit, getting things Sungchan couldn't see from where he was sittting. But a second later he felt a stinging pain on the wound making him gasp, moving his legs away only for Dongyoung to press his forearms on his knees, stopping him from moving. "Hyung what're y-you doing? I-it-it hurts..." he whines quietly as the elder focused on using an alcohol spoke cotton ball on the wound, the cause of the stinging pain and the smell of a doctor's offices in the room.