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🍒🍒🍒 _________________________________ it's been about a month since Ive gotten top surgery and it's been very painful, with that being that i can not lift my arms and the worry of my stitches tearing. But currently i'am watching tv with my boyfriend, burying myself into his chest trying to ignore the increasing pain coming from the stitches on my chest.
"love are you ok? you keep adjusting your chest" yoongi asked me with his brows furrowed, he did that without knowing and he looked so cute making me forget about the terrorizing pain for a second. "I'am ok but my stitches are really starting to irritate me, it's really painful" i said while sitting up a little bit, "did you clean your stitches this morning?" he asked, i thought back to this morning, i woke up, brushed my teeth, and did some housework but never did l remember cleaning my stitches.
"I don't think so i can't remember cleaning them" i said while trying to not look at him to avoid embarrassment, "y/n you need to clean those stitches or else they will get infected" yoongi said with a slight scolding tone while stroking my hair lightly. "I know yoongi i'm sorry, but can you please help me clean them it hurts really bad" i asked adjusting my shirt because it rubbed on my stitches in all the wrong ways. "Of course baby let me go get the saline solution, just sit here and take your shirt off" i smirked "oh you want me to start stripping already" i said while raising one eyebrow.
"Oh shut up i'm trying help you, now take off the shirt, i'll be back" i chuckled at how much yoongi hated me teasing him but he looks so cute with his gummy smile and red cheeks. I took off my shirt and slightly laid back on the couch waiting for yoongi to come back with the saline. "ok baby i got it, let me help you clean these stitches"
yoongi gently grabbed my shoulders and turned me to him, he began to pour the saline onto a cotton pad and gently rub it onto my stitches. Yoongi was always so gentle and understanding when it came to anything about my gender affirming surgery and my transition, he truly made me feel safe. "Yoongi do you ever wonder what it's like to be with a real man?" "what do you mean y/n you are a real man?" he replied with a confused face but continued to clean my stitches, "i mean like a biological man with a dick and everything" i asked while picking at the skin around my nails. "Y/n i don't care what's in your pants and i don't care how you were born, i love you for you whether you have a vagina or dick." he said while looking into my eyes and gently rubbing my waist with one of his hands.
"I really love you yoongi, i just want to make you happy no matter what, you mean a lot to me" i said while shoving my face into his neck, placing light kisses on his neck, "baby you make me so happy, i could never imagine my life without you" his bright gummy smile made me almost cry out of happiness, he's the love of the my life and i'll never find someone better
