my love | taegyu oneshots

★ only you

taehyun woke up in pain , again. he let out a cry. this was getting so tiring. he felt so hopeless. when will this pain end? he ate all kinds of pills, used different types of ointments, he prayed for months and still no progress.

he was frustrated. everyday it was the same. waking up in pain, having a hard time writing or doing anything in general because of the eczema on his hands. it was all so frustrating.

he laid in bed, staring at the ceiling. this was his everyday routine. he would lay there, maybe scroll on social media until his hands felt somewhat ok for him to go and do anything.

it was hard to do anything really cause every little movement hurted , if it didn't hurt it would itch and that was the worst part.

he sighed as he got up. staring at his hands, his eyes watered. even though he has been through this a thousand times since he was a child, he couldn't help but feel emotional as it felt like his eczema kept getting worse and worse.

it frustrated him even more that as things seemed to be better the next day his eczema would randomly flare up. it was hard living like this and even harder now that it was spreading to his face and neck. he didn't like this.

this was way worse than before. he sat there crying, not wanting to do anything but lay in bed. but as he saw the time , he forces himself to get up and shower.

because of the open wounds, it was hard for him to shower without crying. he hated that he cried , it made him feel weak but what else could he do?

he finished getting ready but it wasn't easy. everyday he had to look in the mirror and it made him feel so insecure and disgusting. his whole arm was covered with eczema and it was making him teared up.

he cried as he stared at his reflection but he had to be strong. he didn't want anyone to see this side of him. the side nobody but him and god knows.

at last , he makes his way to the bus stop. he could feel the stares. he knew people meant no harm and may be just curious as to why his hands are like that but he couldn't help feel so self conscious.

he sighs as he places his bag on the chair, sitting beside it , waiting for the bus. from the corner of his eye he could see a figure sitting next to him. fuck he's staring at my hands. it's so obvious.

taehyun pulled on his sleeves so it could cover his hands as much as possible. the person seemed to notice and immediately panicked. "omg I'm so sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I was just curious. please don't take it the wrong way."

taehyun smiled. "it's ok. I have a skin condition, eczema. if you really wanted to know" the person smiled as well. "I see. I'm choi beomgyu. and you are?"

"kang taehyun"

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"your scratching again" taehyun instantly stops. he was grateful that someone was finally there for him. sure his parents and siblings was always there for him when he was younger but this just.. felt different.

taehyun sighs. "but my neck itches so much hyung" the guy smiles softly. "I know tyun, I know" beomgyu held taehyuns hands in his. "here, look at me. just focus on me and nothing else." taehyun does exactly that.

taehyuns hand tightens in beomgyus hold. it was hard holding back the itch but luckily with beomgyus help, the itch slowly went away. when beomgyu notices taehyuns breathing slowly becoming normal again he hugs taehyun, he knew that was all taehyun needed.

taehyun teared up. "thank you so much hyung, seriously" beomgyu giggled. "don't thank me tyunnie, I'm always here for you"

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