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"This'll sting." Namjoon spoke.
Yoongi nods in understanding, softly grabbing the taller's sleeve to get a good grip. Namjoon presses down the button to spray the older's cuts on this thighs. Yoongi immediately grips tightly on his sleeve, shaking from the medicine hitting his fresh cuts. Thankfully, his cuts wasn't that close to his private.
Namjoon stops spraying, putting the can down to the side and picking up one of the bandaids. He takes the cover off and carefully places the bandaid over the red lines across his thigh. Yoongi shakily sighs, gulping hard and slowly loosened his grip on the taller's sleeve.
"Sorry. It's going to sting again."
"I-I know." Yoongi mumbles.
Namjoon picks up the spray again, starting to spray the other side of the older's inner thigh. Yoongi grips on his sleeve again, closing his eyes tight. Namjoon stops it and puts the spray down, grabbing the other bandage and taking off the cover. Yoongi relaxes, having a small shake from the stinging.
Namjoon softly and carefully places the bandaid over his lines, moving away. Yoongi softly exhales, relieved that the spraying is over and lowering his boxers. Yoongi let's go of the taller's sleeve, giving him access to move around without holding him.
"You know, there's a certain technique if you feel like cutting again." Namjoon spoke.
Yoongi curls his brows. "There is?"
Namjoon nods. "If you ever feel like cutting again, you put a drop of red food coloring and put a bandaid over it. It's like pretending you already did it."
Yoongi shook his head. "That doesn't work."
Namjoon looks at him. "What do you mean?"
"I would rather feel the pain." He whispers.
Namjoon curls his brows. "Well..you can always try. Maybe it'll work."
Yoongi nods, putting the blanket back over his legs, Namjoon grabbing the blanket to help him. Yoongi suddenly gets up from his knees and puts his arms around the taller's neck which made the blanket fall right back down. Namjoon fluttered his eyes, his hands hovering from the older's waist. This type of hug seems familiar.
"Thank you." Yoongi's whispers were slight muffled. "For understanding instead of just..ignoring me."
I always understand. Namjoon slowly puts his arms around the older's waist, pulling him a little closer. Yoongi fluttered his eyes closed, loving the feeling of strong arms wrapped around him again. He misses it so much, even the taller missed it too. Namjoon caresses the older's waist, softly sighing.
"I..I can let go now." Yoongi spoke, placing his hands on his shoulders.
Namjoon didn't want to listen but he did, he had to. He carefully removed himself off the smaller. Yoongi quietly chuckles, moving his hair out of his eyes as Namjoon got up from the bed, rubbing the back of his neck and walked to his desk, sitting down on his chair. Yoongi bites the inside of his cheek, curling up a small smile as he puts the blanket back on himself.
He still hugged me back, that's all I wanted from him. Yoongi kept a smile across his face.
Namjoon bites the inside of his cheek. I kind of want a hug from him again. I miss it already. He closed his eyes. No. You don't miss it. You just like hugs. It's just your normal self. He just sighs.
