Hold my hand

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Jeongin had always been afraid of needles, and today was no exception. He sat nervously in the doctor's office, his eyes darting around the room as he waited for the nurse to call him in. His girlfriend YN sat beside him, holding his hand tightly as she tried to reassure him.

"It's okay, Jeongin," YN said soothingly, rubbing circles on the back of his hand. "It's just a little shot. It'll be over before you know it."

Jeongin nodded, but his hands were still shaking. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed for being so scared, but he couldn't help it. The thought of a needle piercing his skin made him feel sick to his stomach.

Finally, the nurse called him in. Jeongin squeezed YN's hand tightly as he followed her into the examination room. The nurse handed him a small stuffed animal to squeeze while she prepared the injection.

Jeongin took it hesitantly, but then looked over at YN. "Can I hold your hand instead?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course," YN said, smiling reassuringly at him. She extended her hand, and Jeongin immediately took it, squeezing it tightly.

The nurse administered the shot quickly, and Jeongin winced in pain as the needle went in. But he didn't let go of YN's hand. He held onto it tightly, feeling her warmth and comfort wash over him.

Once it was over, the nurse gave him a small band-aid to cover the injection site. Jeongin breathed a sigh of relief and turned to YN with a grateful smile.

"Thank you for coming with me," he said, squeezing her hand once more.

"Of course," YN replied, her own smile matching his. 

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