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𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗘 ──── you wanted to lose it . he was tired of being made fun by his friends. both of you thinking he’d pull out fast enough… but what can you expect from two stupid virgins ? …
( 対 ) park jisung + fem. reader genre young parent au , smau · contains! mentions of sex. pregnancy talk. crude language. jokes among friends mature content
𝕼 ㅤ𓈒ㅤ𓈒 yeni’s note .ᐟ let’s get this going , i’m so excited about this !! the taglist for this is closed tho , i won’t be adding anyone else until the end when it’s fully released 🖤
you weren’t against the idea of losing your virginity; you weren’t innocent by any means , you knew what porn was, you were an adult… but when it came to the idea of losing your virginity the thought of it petrified you. what if it hurt so bad you cried? what if you regret it? what if the guy sucked in bed and only cared about getting his rocks off? everytime you got with a guy these thoughts plagued you and you ended up chickening out , leaving the guy with blue balls.
“it’s not that bad i swear.” yuna said. “of course it hurts a little , there’s something that’s at least 6 inches going inside you.” you cringed hearing her talk. “but it isn’t supposed to hurt that bad, if it does he’s definitely doing it completely wrong.” yunjin said. “oh my god what if he does it completely wrong and like hurts me to the point where i can no longer have sex?” you stressed , the girls in front of you shaking their head at your dramatics. “i don’t want my first time to be my last time.” chenle sat down in the booth of the cafe the three of you met up for lunch at. “you three still on the virgin talk.”
“yesterday i invited a boy over, 10 outta 10.” you said. “we were kissing, it was perfect.” chenle nodded. “and then your brain got in the way?” you sighed and nodded. “and he wasn’t mean about it, but like how embarrassing that me, a 23 year old, is scared of having sex?”
“look no one is rushing you to lose your virginity now, take as long as you need.” yunjin reassured. “besides , the men out here are trash.” yuna said. “so you really aren’t missing much.” as much as she was probably right , it’s seems like it was all people were talking about.
meanwhile, jisung sat in a cafe of thel campus, holding his head down low as his friends laughed at joke haechan made — a joke made at his expense… his virginity. “why is this so funny?” he said. “i don’t know.” haechan shrugged. “making fun of the 23 year old virgin is very funny.” jisung rolled his eyes. “haha laugh at the virgin , sorry im not fucking every girl and guy who looks my way.”
“well yeah , cause you aren’t fucking anyone.” the table erupted into laughter once more. “jisung don’t let them rush you.” mark spoke up. “yeah how many times has haechan found himself sitting in a clinic for antibiotics?” renjun said bluntly. “or in the line of a drug store with a morning after?” jeno followed up. “or a pregnancy test.” haechan sat up to defend himself. “hey i only stood in line for a pregnancy test once.”
“isn’t once enough for you to learn to wrap your dick up or lock it away?” jaemin said. “do i tell you what to do with jeno in our shared apartment?” haechan argued back. “hey don’t turn this on us.” jisung listened to them bicker back and forth. “the point being , don’t just lose your virginity because of peer pressure.” mark said, jaemin stopping his argument with haechan just to speak. “and once you do lose it , don’t go fucking everyone who looks at you.” haechan gasped. “are you slutshaming me?” which jaemin nodded. “yes i am you whore.”
“there’s a party tonight that a friend of mine is throwing.” chenle said over the phone.. “i’m sure seulgi can let you off for one night?” you really didn’t feel like partying, but the other option wasn’t pleasant either. “i can ask.” throwing your bag down to the ground , your cat coming up to caress your calf with her tail. “im sure she’s gonna say yes , she loves you.” he said. “duh who else is willing to come in on a sunday to do the 79 year old grandma that only wants to talk about how much she hates her children and complains about how much she hates the haircut?” you spoke sarcastically. “but she keeps coming back?” you snort. “that’s our problem , i’ll text her to see if i can get off.”
to seulgi : night off please 😃 4:30pm read
from seulgi : grandma? sunday? 4:35pm read
“shit.” you hissed. “grandma on sunday.” you whined. “think about it , it’s friday have a good time, recover saturday and make money on sunday.” he said. “think of the jell-o shots , think of the jell-o shots.” you sighed , nodding. “fine.”
to seulgi : you hate me don’t you 😔 ? 4:40pm read
from seulgi : go easy on the alcohol it’s like she can still smell it days later even if you shower 😉
“perfect , i’ll see you tonight!” chenle said. “yuna and yunjin are already on their way over i bet.” you hung up; just as the door of your apartment opened up. “let’s get ready bitch!” they came bursting into your room. “you both set this up.” yuna nodded. “we knew you’d tell us no , but chenle has special childhood friend privileges so we used him.” you shook your head. “also thank you because now i don’t have to work on sunday.” yunjin plopped down on your bed. “you got grandma again?” yuna asked, already going through your closet. “2 whole hours of nonstop yapping about how her kids never visit , only to be cursed at because she hates the hair cut.” you pouted. “lucky me.”
“whos random house are we showing up to right now?” you asked as the car pulled up to the address. “why does chenle know so many dodgy people , it’s concerning.” yuna said. “maybe he’s the dodgy person in question , we never know, this could be his house.” yunjin said as the three of you exited the car; you could hear the music playing inside. “i wouldn’t be surprised he does stupid shit all the time i wouldn’t be surprised if he somehow convinced his parents to buy him a house.”
you opened the door of the house; the house being filled with people. “stay close by and don’t go home with strangers.” you said. “how about you try going home with a stranger.” you glared back at yuna who was smiling. “love you.”
“who are you waiting for?” jisung asked chenle as they stood around the party; chenle looking around the party. “my A friend group , i invited them.” he said looking at his phone. “A friend group?” jaemin asked. “so does that make us the B friend group?” he nodded. “pretty much.” he stood up. “they’re here , i’ll see you guys.” and with that, he walked away. “i feel used all of sudden.” renjun spoke up , drink in his hand. jisung stood up. “what you have another friend group you invited?”
“i wish.”
you found yourself in the kitchen; looking for chenle after he promised you a drink only to never return with it. ‘it’s not easy entertaining both friend groups.’ he texted you. you scoffed maneuvering your way into the cramped kitchen to the drinks. “oh sorry.” a tall lanky boy was standing around. “you’re fine.” you said with a smile. “do you know what’s good?” he looked around. “um well i don’t drink much.” you smiled , he was cute the way he stumbled over his words. “that’s okay , what are you drinking?” he was so quick to show you his cup it made you giggle; which made his neck turn red. “i-i can make it for you.” you nodded. “thank you.” he sat his cup down; grabbing one for you. “it’s nothing special.” he said , pouring things into the cup. “he-here you go.”
he watched you nervously as you put the cup to your lips; taking a sip of the drink he made you. “do you like it?” he said ; here he was needing the approval of a stranger; haechan would've made a comment about him not having a backbone if he was here. “it’s good.” your voice bought him out of his thoughts. “really?” you nodded. “it’s not too sweet but also my throat isn’t burning from the excessive amount of alcohol.”
you struck up a conversation with the boy; mostly leading it, he listened attentively as you spoke. “am i talking too much?” you asked , he quickly shook his head. “of course not , it’s just that i don’t normally talk to people except my friends at parties; especially — girls?” you interrupted him. “yeah; especially pretty girls like you.” he scratched the back of his neck. “you’re cute… what’s your name?” “jisung.”
“you’re cute jisung.”
he was about to respond when he saw haechan approaching the kitchen; why at this moment? he was so scared he’d say something that embarrassed him and he actually liked talking to you. “are you okay?” you asked. “i’m fine.” he said. “do you want to go somewhere else?” he asked , quickly before haechan reached the kitchen. “oh yeah sure, i guess.” you said , only for him to grab your wrist. “just trust me.” he said , quickly exiting the kitchen , walking straight past hyuck who turned his head like his eyes were deceiving him; but jisung didn’t even say anything, just kept guiding you through the people; and straight up the stairs to his room.
you didn’t even say anything; and before you knew it, you were sitting on his bed. “how many people live here?” you asked , he sat down on his desk chair, rubbing his sweaty palm against his jeans. “me and five other guys.” you cringed. “frightening — i am so sorry that was an inside thought.” he chuckled as you tried to defend yourself. “no it’s true , it’s frightening sometimes , but mark knows how to calm the house down , he’s the oldest.” you nodded. “i knew it had to be someone; either that or you have a girlfriend you’re not telling me about.”
“oh no , of course not!” he said. “i don’t have a girlfriend.” he realized how quickly he said that, cringing at how desperate that sounded. “im single.” he said much more calm. “good. me too.” he stood up from his chair. “i-i can put on some music.” he said. “anything you like , the music downstairs isn’t that good , jeno-hyung literally puts a playlist together of things he hears on the radio on the drive to work.” he said hooking his phone up to the speaker he stole from renjun. “anything is fine.” you said , standing up looking around his room; the mangas in the corner of his room , the small pile of clothes halfway kicked under the bed, that he clearly just kicked under there, you laughed to yourself. his school books on the table; he went to a different school than you — that was good.
“do you like mangas?” he asked , follow behind you. “they’re okay, i prefer regular fantasy books , but i don’t hate them.” you went to turn around , only to bump into his chest with a small umph. “oh shit i’m sorry.” he held you by your shoulders — and out of a whim and probably a little bit of the alcohol; you kissed him.
the boy’s eyes widened; feeling your soft lips on his. it wasn’t his first kiss, but it surely was the best one he’s had. he shakenly put his hands on your waist , trying to steady himself; it’s just a kiss, it’s not a big deal… then why is he getting hard? he quickly pulled away out of shame. “is something wrong?” you asked. “i- i’ve never done this before.” he said. “kissed a girl?” you asked, he shook his head. “no-no i kissed a girl before.“ he stumbled over his words; trying to figure out what to say; but you helped him. “you’re a virgin?”
he sighed; this was his issue, girls didn’t want a virgin. they wanted someone who knew what they were doing; so he fully accepted that you were gonna reject him — but you didn’t , you grabbed his cheek, pulling him back into another kiss , using your other hand to guide his fallen one back to your waist, feeling him slightly grip it , making you gasp. “di-did i hurt you?” he said in between kisses. “no, please keep going.”
kissing him felt good; but you couldn’t deny the racing of your heart. those same concerns floating around in your head as he gently laid you on the bed , climbing on top of you. “i told you; i’ve never done this before , i don’t know what works and what doesn’t.” he confessed. “me either.” you said. “i don’t know what i’m doing either.” he was stunned. “you’re a virgin too?” you nodded. “so i guess we’re about to figure it out together?”
pulling him into another deep kiss; pulling at his waist both of your hips moving messily against each other. it felt good; but you needed more. which is why instead of pushing him away like you normally did guys when it went too far , you pulled at his pants , signaling him to take them off. “do-do you want me to take them off?” you nodded. “ok-okay.” he stood up , hands shaking as he unbuckled his jeans. “i can take off my skirt.” you reached for your waist, both of you moving with haste but uncertainty, undressing yourselves.
“can i be on top?” you suddenly asked. “it’s just that in the videos i watch , the girl is normally on too.” he could feel his cock twitching at the thought of you touching yourself to porn; how was it a stranger getting him like this. “su-sure.” he said , and he laid on his back , letting you climb on top of him. “is this okay?” he nodded , his hand coming up being your back to undo your bra. “you’re too good at that.” you giggled , his hips accidentally bucking up making you moan. “oh i liked that.”
so he did it again , and you moaned again. “jisung this isn’t enough.” you whined out. “i don’t think i have any condoms.” he said. “b-but i think i can pull out in time.” he quickly followed. “you sure?” he nodded. both of you were clearly thinking with you lower parts; lowering his underwear , cheeks flushed with red as his erected cock slapped against his stomach. your eyes widening. “what? what’s wrong?” he said nervously. “you’re kinda big , how am i supposed to fit that inside me?”
“oh um , maybe we can just try only try a little bit.” you nodded , grabbing his cock; feeling it in his heavy length in your hand. “i guess i just stroke it?” he nodded , moaning out as you slowly moved your hand. “is this okay?” he nodded. “i-i like it , bu-but can you speed up just a bit.” he bit down on his lip to contain his moans. “please don’t hide them , i like them.” you said, and he whined; he was about to cum. “wait fuck , wait let’s try and do it now i don’t think im gonna last if we keep this.”
you lifted yourself up a bit; hovering over his length. “yo-you can go slow.” he said , you slowly sunk down on him , letting his cock slowly filled you up; just as you suspected it hurt , but not as bad as you thought it would be. “fuck.” he sighed. “fuck that feels so good.” you fully sat down on him. “does it hurt?” you nodded. “a little bit , but it’s fine.” you said , slowly moving up and down on his cock. “you took it all , fuck your really small down there , i can barely move.” he cursed , both of you moaning out as you finally got your groove.
here you both were music from the outside and in the room fading into the background as you both got lost in each other; two strangers, all those nerves you had about losing your virginity gone as you rode jisung. jisung could hear haechan's voice in his head , it was annoying but he couldn’t wait to tell it to him. “wait wait fuck.” he grabbed your hips to stop you. “i’m not gonna last if you’re on top.” he said. “can i get on top?”
you both switch positions and he soon was on top of you; slowly pushing himself back inside you. “faster , i can take it.” he let out a whimper like moan as he felt you better , he was deeper inside you , his cock kissing your cervix over and over. “i think-i think im gonna cum.” you gasped out. “really?” he cursed. “me too.”
both of you now chasing your highs; his hips slapping against yours. “ji- oh my god.” your moans getting louder. “ugh fuck!” you scream as you reached your first ever orgasm outside of your fingers. “ah , fuck fuck fuck.” he moaned , he pulled out , ropes of his cum shooting from his cock on to your stomach. “shit i’m sorry i couldn’t help it.” he said breathlessly. “did you pull out in time?” you asked. “yea-yeah.” he said , you sighed. “shit let me get something to clean you up.”
your eyes look around the room as you wait for the boys return. “are you okay?” he asked. “you seem to be out of it.” his eyes widened. “are you regretting it? did i do something wrong?” he said. “no no you’re fine.” you said. “it’s just that , i didn’t care when i lost my virginity , but i didn’t think it would be today , let alone with you.” you chuckled to yourself as he handed you a rag. “is that a bad thing?” he said nervously. “no , for a virgin you knew what you were doing.” his face turned red. “th-thanks i guess.”
“so what now?” he asked. “do we just like go our separate ways and forget this happened i’m not sure how this works.” he said , both of you now clothed. “well i don’t know wh—” before you could say anything your phone was blowing up. “oh shit i have to go.” you said , looking around. “here’s my number , use it if you want.” you quickly wrote something down , running out of the room.
he walked over to the desk , picking up the piece of paper… he couldn’t read the last 4 numbers. he quickly opened the door trying to find you , but he was unsuccessful. “who are you looking for?” renjun came out of the bathroom. “oh no one.” he said. “well come on , walk with me to get another drink.” he silently nodded at the boy , following behind , hoping to find you down there.
unfortunately, you were already out the door , yuma had broken a heel trying to drag a drunk chenle out of the house. “i’m gonna kill him when he’s sober.” you and yunjin grabbed his legs. “i’m gonna kill him when we get into the car.” the three of you tossing him in the back seat. “i love you all.” he slurred. “friend group A for the win.” was the last thing he said , before closing his eyes. “friend group A.” yunjin who was in the front seat over it , waved him off. “it’s chenle who knows.”
all the way home , you kept checking your phone hoping he’d text you — but he never did , you sighed. “what’s wrong , you keep sighing at your phone.” yuna asked. “nothing , just thinking about the recovery tomorrow.” you said. “you’ll be fine.” you both looking at chenle. “him i’m not so sure.”
“yn!” chenle shouted from your bed. “yn!” you turned facing him. “will you go to bed.” you said , checking your phone again. “and don’t throw up in my bed or i’ll murder you.” he whined , murmuring under his breath. “my bestfriend hates me.” he said. “she cares about her stupid phone.” he passed back out on the bed. still no call from him. “guess he got scared.” you thought , sighing one last time before standing up , climbing into bed next to chenle. “see here i am.” you said. “good , your bed sucks.” you scoffed.
“i’m gonna wake you up in the morning by banging on two frying pans.”
you didn’t know the sweetest thing on the menu would be a boyfriend⊹♡
genre. fluff
wc. 1.3k
a/n. hehe first nct wish fic and its sakuya my baby (◕‿◕✿)
YOU NEVER FULLY ENJOYED YOU JOB, of course, it was fun, but you never found it super enthralling. all you really did was help customers if necessary, work at the cash register, and help pack pastries. you liked your colleagues, you liked the environment, but the job wasn’t all that.
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“Y/N, COME TO THE REGISTER!” your boss, oh sion, called. “coming,” you replied, pulling yourself to the desk. but your dull attitude was painted over with bright paint the moment you saw who was in front of you.
his dark hair framed his face in the softest way, each strand falling just enough to make him look effortlessly dreamy. there was a quiet kind of warmth in his expression, the kind that made it impossible to look away from him. there was something about him, something in the way his lips barely curled, in the gentle tilt of his head, that made it feel like he wasn’t just cute — he was enchanting. you saw a part of you in him; his bag decorated with cute keychains, most definitely more than you owned.
“y/n, this is my friend, sakuya. i thought you’d like to meet each other since you both have similar interests.” he signalled at you to wave to your new found friend before continuing. “and maybe saku can help you be more in the bakery, he really likes it here.”
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KEYCHAINS, SNACKS, AND STICKERS, THEY ALL FILLED YOUR HANDS. you and sakuya — or maybe more of sion — decided to go out to get closer. the two of you went to every cute store that you passed by, never leaving any of them empty handed. and by the time you got home, your arms were full of red marks from where your heavy bags hung off of.
fujinaga sakuya:
interested in dancing and singing
born on 17th november 2007
loves bread (especially croissants)
favourite colour is pink
best friend is ryo
super cute.
well, maybe the last part was your own opinion instead of what he had told you, but it was true. you didn’t know what part of him it was, but he was the cutest person you had ever seen, physically and personality wise.
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OVER THE NEXT FEW WEEKS, YOU AND SAKUYA HAD BECOME CLOSER. you both became best friends at such a quick speed. you had met all of sakuya’s other friends, went to his favourite shops and markets, hung out together a total of sixteen times in the past month, and met his parents twice. you and him were so close his parents had their suspicions that you were dating.
“i mean, i would too. you two are so close, and it’s been… a month?” sion said while wiping down a table. “but if i’m being honest, you and him look cute together.” he turned his head, staring at you with the most serious eyes.
“what are you talking about? me and saku are just friends, sion. you know that.” you turned your head away, attempting to hide your very red face from sion, knowing he’d misunderstand it.
you were only red because it’s embarrassing to think about you and sakuya dating. right?
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TWO CROISSANTS, A RED BEAN BUN, AND A VANILLA LATTE. the moment you saw sakuya headed towards the bakery, you started packing his usual order.
“hi, y/n—” he greeted you, but you quickly pushed him his order. “how’d you know?” he looked at you with huge eyes. “you always order that, saku.” you wiped off your hands with a towel, taking off your apron and telling sion you’d be taking a break. “i’m gonna go tell sion i’m taking a break, wait for me at the table.”
you started taking time off of the job to spend it with sakuya. it was fun to spend time with sakuya, even if it was just a few minutes. and sion didn’t mind it either. it was the perfect way to spend as much time as possible with sakuya.
“oh, a ‘break’? it better not be an hour long again, y/n.” sion shook his head. “if you want to go on a date with sakuya do that on a day where you don’t have work.” he grinned. ever since you started talking about sakuya to sion, he constantly teased you about sakuya. “i don’t take that long! and i don’t want to go on a date with him…” sion shooed you away, “go to your boyfriend.” you walked away, thinking about what sion had said.
of course you didn’t want to go on a date with sakuya, he’s your best friend! it just wouldn’t be right.
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YOU CLOSED THE STORE UP WITH SAKUYA. closing up with sakuya was something you never did before since he usually went home after your quick meet up. but as sion said, “it goes without saying” that he had to stay too.
as you tidied the cabinets, sakuya snuck up beside you. “y/n,” he stood beside you, looking at you with a cheeky yet sheepish smile. “i’ll be waiting outside. don’t leave without me.” and before you could even turn your head to face him, he was gone.
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FINALLY, YOU LOCKED THE DOOR AND WENT TO YOUR CAR WHERE YOU SAW SAKUYA. “so, what’d you wanna say?” your fingers fidgeted with the hem of your sleeve, mind racing faster than you could keep up with. sakuya’s expression was unreadable, his lips parting slightly like he was about to speak — only to close again. was he about to say something bad? something good? the uncertainty gnawed at you, making your chest feel tight. you wanted to demand an answer, but all you could do was wait, heart pounding, as the seconds stretched unbearably long.
sakuya took a deep breath, his hands clenched at his sides. he had rehearsed this a hundred times with sion, but now that you were in front of him, every word felt stuck in his throat.
“i like you, y/n.” he blurted out, eyes flickering to you before quickly looking away. a nervous laugh slipped out before he spoke. “i’ve liked you for a while, actually. i just didn’t know how to say it.” his eyes finally meeting yours, his cheeks flushed. “but i do. i really do.” he hung his hand behind his neck.
“what?” couldn’t find the words to say, only questions. “i really like you, okay? ever since sion started talking about you and how similar we were, i’ve been hiding my feelings towards you.” he fiddled with the longer bits of his hair before explaining more. “you’re really sweet, and cute, and… i don’t know y/n, it just feels like you’re the right person for me.”
your fingers curled into your sleeves as you searched for the right words. you liked him. but the weight of the moment made it impossible to speak.
then you caught the nervous flicker in sakuya’s eyes, the way he was holding his breath, waiting.
a small smile tugged at your lips. “i’m really bad at this,” you sighed, voice softer than usual. then, after a pause, “i like you too, saku.” his jaw fell.
was it really that surprising that you liked him back?
i mean, it was to you yourself, but you had to come to your feelings. you frequently found yourself thinking about sakuya, associating his favourite pastries with him, and always bought trinkets for him. the continuous denial made you tell sion about the issue, bringing you to the realisation that you truly did love him.
“actually?” he took your hands into his, squeezing them tighter the longer you held the silence.
you couldn’t think. your mind went blank. you wanted to say something, anything about how much you liked him too, but every thought tangled together, refusing to form a sentence. your heart pounded, and sakuya was just standing there, waiting.
you couldn’t think anymore.
you leaned in, your lips pressing against his in a kiss that said everything you couldn’t. for a second, sakuya froze. then he gently kissed you back, pulling you closer.
when you finally pulled away, breathless, sakuya let out a soft laugh. “so, i’m guessing that you really do like me too?”
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tws: talks of bl00d, doctors surgeries, swearing, talks of fainting, bl00d tests and needles
summary: you’re in the process of being diagnosed with PCOS (polycystic ovary syndrome) and your boyfriend is freaking out for you, but you’re too busy freaking out about the blood test you need to get now
a/n: this was a hard one to write, i kept getting faint 😖 is this about me?? no way… but i need to get over my fear of blood/blood tests before I get mine done somehow! this is also PCOS awareness for my other PCOS girlies, i see you all 💗 anyways wether you have or not i hope you enjoy this silly way of me getting over my fears!
when sakuya learned about your condition he was sent into an absolute frenzy “y/n.. this is serious.. is it really that bad?” he asks in a concerned panic. his girlfriend having cystic ovaries?? will that stop her having children in the future? will that make her prone to other things? will it hurt her? you respond to his concerned, wide-eyes expression with a giggle. “saku-chan, did you even listen to the nurse when she told us what it meant?” to which he shyly shook his head. “PCOS just makes my periods a little heavier and irregular or gives me none at all, i produce less estrogen, makes me hold a little more weight and i’m at a slightly higher risk of type 2 diabetes, that’s it silly” you say softly, pinching his cheek. he frowns and playfully wafts your hand away. “yeah but it must be uncomfy.. i don’t want my sweetie being uncomfortable or ill at all” he says with a little pout, which you laugh at. “it’s not a big issue saku baby, don’t worry” you pause for a second and go slightly pale. “it’s the confirming blood test we need to worry about”. you have a big fear of blood, it’s a pretty rational fear after fainting at your last blood test after accidentally seeing the vials. now even talking about blood alone makes your legs go weak, skin go cold and ears go fuzzy. sakuya also knows your fear of blood, he’s seen you freak out at his minor injuries before. once he cut his hand while cutting some bread and it bled, he came to you for help to put on a plaster, next thing he knew he was helping you stay conscious as he hid his cut from you and sat you on the floor with a glass of cold water. all in all, you’re absolutely terrified for the test. sakuya looks at you with worry and pitty etched across his face, he reaches out and cups your face, “i’ll be with you the whole time okay honey.. i’ll make it as comfortable for you as possible, i promise” he says softly but sweetly. boy did he keep his promise.
you arrive at your GP, clutching your phone as sakuya said he’d meet you there. you walk up to reception and anxiously sign in, the receptionist lets you take a seat as you wait for the nurse to call you in. just as your appointment time approaches, sakuya runs into the practice with a hot chocolate in hand and a bag from the nearby grocery store. “i made it on time!! i told you so!!” he says happily as he sits beside you. “this is to keep your blood sugars up!” he says as he passes the cup to your shaking and cold hand. he pulls out one of his hoodies and lets you wear it to keep your body warm. he also has a plethora of sweets in the bag for afterwards. he gently takes your hand and looks into your wavering eyes. “it’ll all be okay my sweet sweet girl, i’ll hold your hand, sing you something or even just be there with you. the nurse will help you if you faint so there’s nothing to worry about” he says softly, gently pressing kisses all over your now very pale face. the nurse calls you in and you both take your seats across from the table. “hello, my name is mark and i’ll be your nurse today, you’re here for a blood test yes?” he asks as he types away on the keyboard. “y..yeah i am” you say in a shaky voice, making the nurse look up at you and your anxious figure and give you a gentle smile “you have nothing to worry about, it’ll be over before you know it”. sakuya beside you nods and holds your hand a little tighter. you explain your symptoms to the nurse and he types everything down before rolling his chair and table over to you with everything on it. “now, try not look until i say” mark says as he sets up. tears well in your eyes as you look at sakuya, your arm muscles tensing and hands shaking. “sweetie.. it’s okay.. i’m here.. i’m here” he says softly. he cups your face, covering your eye that’s closest to the needles and vials. he hums you a little song as you feel the pump wrap around your arm to make it easier. you wince and a little tear escapes your eye. “sakuya.. i’m so fucking scared” you whisper. sakuyas eyes softened as he reached into the bag he brought and took out your favourite plushie and sweets. “hold him, and i’ll get you some sweets out hm? please don’t be scared, i’m here, i’m here” he says softly. you wince as you feel the needle insert, causing you to cry a little and go paler than you already were. your body went cold and your ears went fuzzy. sakuya wiped your tears gently and held your hand gently while singing a little song to you in between comforting words and praises. before you knew it the nurse was done and you were all done! “that’s me done, good job miss y/n, you did well” mark the nurse says with a smile. “please stay seated for a few minutes in case you feel faint or wobbly”. you and sakuya sit together, sakuya picking you up and sitting you in his lap so he can cuddle you and praise you for your bravery. “well done honey, you did well, you’re all done! i’ll treat you tonight okay?” you nod and give him a little kiss, which he returns.
that night sakuya takes you to your absolute favourite restaurant for dinner, which he paid for of course! he then took you out for boba and to a bakery for deserts! “saku chan why do you always buy bread for dessert?” you ask with a giggle as you take a munch out of your cinnamon roll. “hey! it’s sweet loaf!! brioche bread is sweet! it can be dessert!” he says with a playful pout as he leans over, swipes some icing off your cinnamon roll and dots it on your nose. “hey!! you’re evil” you giggle as you take his hand and swing it as you walk cheerfully down the street, it was like a switched flipped as you went from upset and anxious earlier to cheerful and bubbly like usual. sakuya didn’t miss that opportunity to tease you for it. in the next few days you got the result back, you did have PCOS. you pouted at the letter. sakuya came over and peered at it. “at least it wasn’t a wasted trip…” he jokes to cheer you up, to which you hit him gently over the head with the envelope. “it’s okay sweetie.. i’m always here for you” he says softly after fixing his hair and hugging you close from behind.
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