What is life like for Y/N and Yuta? What do they get up to on a day to day basis? Is it all fun and games, or will there be trouble?
Told in 24 chapters across multiple days. Chapters could be read standalone, but some chapters connect! (note the da...
⚠️ WARNING(S):blood, open wound, stitches, language
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20.FEB.2022
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"Show me your arm, Y/N."
You shake your head and look down at the ground, avoiding your boyfriend's eyes.
"Please, Y/N..." Yuta pleaded to you, taking out some tissue to wipe off the blood on his hand.
You had your arm hidden behind your back from Yuta. You bite your lower lip as you start to feel nervous and anxious, knowing that you'll be confronted by your boyfriend on why on earth there was blood on his hand. It was time to tell him the truth now.
What exactly caused it? Why didn't you tell him something was wrong?
Bringing your arm out, you notice red blotches on your sleeve. Your eyes widen as you realise how serious this could be and how there's a chance you'll need to go to the hospital. But you didn't want to.
Gradually, you roll up your sleeve to show Yuta. You glance at your arm and squirm a little when you see a bit of blood.
"Stitches...?" Yuta couldn't believe what he was seeing.
You can see Yuta panicking through his eyes shifted, and his eyebrows scrunched up. You knew he was panicking, but at the same time, he was irritated. And you knew exactly why.
You look everywhere but at Yuta, not wanting to look at him as you begin to tug your sleeve down, but Yuta stops you, placing his hand over yours. He takes more tissues from his pocket and layers them over the opened wound.
"Since when did you get stitches? How come I don't know about this?" Yuta asks alarmingly.
"It's nothing. I'm fine."
You were very adamant about how you were okay, that those stitches weren't anything serious. You didn't want to make a big deal out of it, nor did you want Yuta to make a big fuss from it, so you tried to brush it under the rug.
"Y/N, stop lying to me. How did this even happen?!"
You sigh. "I already told you, it's nothing." You slowly roll your sleeve down.
"It can't be nothing if it meant having to get stitches Y/N."
You can tell by the tone of your boyfriend's voice that he was not happy about you dismissing something serious. You sigh again but don't say anything, pressing your lips together into a thin line. You didn't want to look Yuta in the eyes; you knew that he was disappointed in you for not telling him about this, but you had reasons.
"Why didn't you tell me?!"
Yuta raised his voice slightly and kept his gaze on you, trying to make out what was on your mind currently. He didn't mean to do that, but after all, you're his girlfriend, and he had every right to be annoyed and panicked at you for lying to him and keeping this injury a secret from him. He loves you and cares about you so much. He never wants anything bad to happen to you. He never wants to lose you.
