eboys oneshots

a little help

pairing || james and george
rating || pg

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james wasn't entirely sure how he ended up in this situation, he thought he had gotten pretty good at taking his binder off and putting it on, but as his arms were trapped above his head that confidence had quickly diapered. he wiggled a bit trying to get it down his arms or off of them, either would work at this point. he stumbled backward a bit, attempting to bend his wrist so he could reach some part of the binder to help pull it off so he could start again, but the damned thing was to far down his arms. i'm going to die like this aren't i? he thought solemnly to himself. the longer he was shirtless the longer he felt uncomfortable, their was a sight sting to his shoulder and he felt his eyes water a bit, he felt silly for crying but his dysphoria was already maxed out, and this wasn't helping - he just wanted to feel comfortable in his own skin damn it. he thrashed around a bit before freezing as he heard the door to his apartment open.

"james?" the sound of georges voice echoed through the apartment.

fuck. james raked his brain to try to figure out if george had told him he was coming over today for something. he couldn't let george see him like this. he panicked a bit trying hard to get the binder off or down him, he hated the thought that the younger male could see him in such a pathetic situation, looking helpless, tears stains on his face and even more gathering in his eyes. "common, just... please" he begged quietly, he didn't know who or what he was bagging, maybe the binder, maybe any god merciful enough to listen.

"james?" george called again "you better not be sleeping, i'm board and alex fucked off to wills!"

james sighed admitting defeated "ge...george?" he called back sniffing a bit, wishing he could at least clear the tears off his face before the boy came in.

he heard georges footsteps come toward the room, the door was already open and turned his back to him, he didn't need the male seeing his chest, he felt awful enough as it was. he could see the boy in the mirror looking at him, seeming to fight back a smile. a few more tears escaped his eyes.

"i need help" his voice cracked a bit.

george smile dropped and he walked over to him, any funny aspect of the situation gone when he had heard the tone of james' voice "hey its okay, i'll help, do you want it on or off?" he asked.

"on" james mumbled sniffing again.

george nodded and slowly pulled the binder down over his shoulders, having to reach up a bit to do so. james was tall for someone who wasn't born male, but george had met his parents, they were also tall, so he supposed it wasn't too surprising that james had ended up a tall boy as well. once the binder was down he allowed james to take over watching the male, when he turned around george reached over clearing some tears from the boys face.

"hey, its okay, i'm sure i'd get stuck too" george said "common big guy, don't cry, its okay"

despite the words of comfort james broke down and george was quick to wrap his arms around the male, pulling james down into his shoulder and holding him tightly. the older appreciated it and clung to george, burring his face into the crook of his neck as he let out tears, his body trembled a bit, partly regretting putting on the binder as his back started to hurt a bit, the the tight fabric didn't help with his short panicked breaths. george rubbed the boys back through it. eventually james let go, standing up straight and stretching a bit, focusing on getting his breathing back to normal so he didn't pass out.

"i hate this" james said clearing the tears off his face with his hand, as he grabbed his hoodie and tugged it on.

"i know..." george said, he walked closer, leaning up and pressing a kiss to james' forehead, he didn't care how stupid he felt having to sit up on his toes, james needed comforting right now and damn it he was going to do that "whens your consultation?" he asked trying to make james look forward, see that he was moving forward, even if it felt slow.