𝑐𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑥 / 𝑂𝑛𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠 - 𝑌𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑦𝑢

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𝐺𝑒𝑛𝑟𝑒: 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓

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Yeonjun was never one for affection, at least not in the ways that most people would consider normal. He was independent, strong-willed, and didn't like to show weakness. But despite his tough exterior, he had a secret that he kept hidden from the world.

On his back and shoulders were a series of scars, reminders of a past that he would rather forget. Some were thin and sharp, like the cuts of a knife, while others were round and puckered, like the burns of a cigarette. They were a part of him, whether he liked it or not, and he had grown accustomed to hiding them from the world.

But one day, as he was getting ready for bed, he forgot to put on his shirt before climbing under the covers. He didn't realize his mistake until he felt Beomgyu's arms wrap around him from behind, pulling him into a tight hug.

Beomgyu was the complete opposite of Yeonjun. He was clumsy, not so independent, and incredibly affectionate. He couldn't help but shower Yeonjun with love and attention, even if it wasn't always reciprocated.

As Beomgyu hugged him, Yeonjun felt his heart rate quicken. He tensed up, unsure of how to react. He wanted to push Beomgyu away, to tell him to stop, but at the same time, he didn't want him to let go.

'What's wrong?' Beomgyu asked, his voice muffled against Yeonjun's shoulder. 'You're shaking.'

Yeonjun took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. 'I just... I'm not used to being touched like this,' he admitted.

Beomgyu pulled back slightly, his eyes widening in surprise. 'Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.'

Yeonjun shook his head. 'No, it's not that. I… I like it,' he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Beomgyu's face lit up, and he hugged Yeonjun again, this time even tighter. 'I'm glad,' he said. 'I want to be able to touch you, to show you how much I care about you. You don't have to be afraid to show me your scars, Yeonjun. They're a part of you, and I love all of you, even the parts that you want to keep hidden.'

Yeonjun felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He had never felt so seen, so understood, by anyone before. He had always been so good at hiding his pain, at burying it deep down inside where no one else could see. But Beomgyu had a way of seeing through all of his defenses, of finding the cracks and the weaknesses and the wounds, and still loving him anyway.

'I trust you,' Yeonjun said, his voice barely above a whisper. 'I trust you with my life, with my heart, with my scars.'

Beomgyu hugged him tighter, pressing his lips to Yeonjun's shoulder. 'And I will never break that trust,' he said. 'I promise you, Yeonjun. I will always be here for you, no matter what.'

And in that moment, as they lay there in the dark, Yeonjun knew that he could believe him. He knew that Beomgyu would never hurt him, never betray him, never leave him. And for the first time in a long time, Yeonjun felt truly safe, truly loved, truly happy.

Over the next few weeks, Yeonjun began to open up more and more to Beomgyu. He started to share his feelings, his fears, his scars, and Beomgyu listened to it all with an open heart and a gentle touch.

One day, as they were sitting on the couch watching TV, Yeonjun pulled his shirt off, exposing his back to Beomgyu.

'Can you… can you look at them?' he asked, his voice hesitant.

Beomgyu nodded, his eyes filled with concern. 'Of course,' he said. 'I'm here for you, Yeonjun. Always.'

As Beomgyu traced his fingers over the scars, Yeonjun felt a sense of relief wash over him. He didn't have to hide anymore, didn't have to be ashamed of his past. With Beomgyu by his side, he knew that he could face anything.

'Thank you,' he said, his voice thick with emotion. 'Thank you for being here for me, for seeing me, for loving me.'

Beomgyu leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the back of Yeonjun's neck. 'I will always be here for you,' he said. 'No matter what.'

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