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Sami Zayn Imagine

"What happened to your hand(s) Sami Zayn

Dry skin is a bitch. My dad always had bad dry skin, and unfortunately for me, I have bad dry skin too. The skin on my hands has been constantly peeling at a ridiculous rate. I hate it so much. My boyfriend, Sami. hasn't seen how bad my dry skin is, he knows I get it a lot but doesn't know how bad it can get.

Sami was coming home today and I was beginning to panic. I didn't want him to see my hands. I looked like a monster. I was thinking of ways to hide it but I was wrapped up in my thoughts I didn't hear him come in.

"Hey babe," I got the biggest fright of my life, I was expecting him to be later than he was. I quickly put my hands in my pocket and then turned to face to him.

"Hey, you're home early."

"Yeah, the plane was quicker than expected so here I am." I laughed at his weirdness.

"I love you, Sami,"

I love you too, Y/N," He came and sat next to me then took my hands out my pockets and put them in his. "You should have said if your hands were cold, I'll heat them up." He really is a soul, but I was still panicking about the mess my hands were in. My hands weren't cold at all.

After a while of 'heating my hands up' he let go of them and then saw what they were like. "Oh my gosh Y/N, what happened to your hands?"

"Dry skin, I know I look like a monster." I was embarrassed, I looked like something not right.

" Oh babe, you don't look like a monster. I think you still look beautiful."

"Aw you're such a sap."

"Maybe so but it's true, its our flaws that make us who we are." I leaned in and cuddled him, I honestly don't know what I would do without this man to keep me happy and sane.