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—What have you been doing? Are you hurt?
— This? Hey, I just scratched my fingernail by mistake.
— Lies. What were you doing?
— Are you worried about me?
—Speak quickly and clearly.
— No. Why do I have to explain everything to you? I mean, it's just scratches on my fingernails.
— Oh... Look. It looks bad. Do you have a first aid kit?
—What… Why are you suddenly like this? Don’t worry. I’m just nervous.
— Seriously…! Bring the first aid kit quickly.
— You... are you weird?
- what.
— If you do this, I can’t approach you slowly. Get away.
The atmosphere right now was really awkward, and the currents were trembling. But isn't that normal? Whether you like it or not, it's only right to worry if someone gets hurt. Because of K's strange words, I felt strangely emotional. To be precise, I was trembling...
—What did I do... Then you take care of it yourself. Mr. J! Please treat this child!
— Please.
Mr. J quickly placed the first aid kit in front of the door and disappeared. I thought, "This isn't right," but I took the kit and treated the wound on K's face, and K continued to stare at me intently.
— You’re really not going to tell me what hurt you?
—Why, did you think you might have met Min Yoongi?
— Huh? Did you meet him?!!
— No lol
— Ugh... You're absolutely not going to tell me.
— Haha, it's just a real scratch. Don't doubt it-
—Okay, okay. Okay. I'll disinfect it again later tonight and go to sleep.
— You want me to do it?
— Then ask Mr. J.
— No. You do it.
- huh···?
— You do it.
- why?
— My brother is not good at this kind of thing.
—Okay... I'll go to your room later.
K smiled, nodded, and left the room. It was the first time I'd ever felt this nervous around someone, and my heart felt like it was going to burst. I, too, managed to hold back my trembling heart and left the room. As soon as I left, J looked at me, as if asking, "What happened?" But I shook my head. J nodded, feeling a pang of regret.
—What are you two doing?
- uh?!!
—Why are you so surprised? Did you do something wrong?
— No···ㅋㅋㅋ
— Mr. J!
- yes?
— K?
— I haven't been in the room either. Just a moment. I'll go and check.
— Oh, yes.
— Are you sleeping?
— I guess I’ll have to disinfect it and reattach it…
— Or should I do it?
- uh···.
I hesitated for a moment. Earlier, K said that J couldn't do this kind of thing, but I didn't want to leave it to someone else and have it turn out weird, so I decided to just do it myself.
— I'll just do it.
— That's a good idea. Try not to wake him up and do it gently. He's sensitive when you wake him up in his sleep.
— Oh, I see.
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This was my first time entering K's room like this. It was quite neatly organized, and K's uniquely pleasant scent tickled my nose. He was sleeping soundly, as peaceful as a baby. I sat down on the bed, removed the bandage I'd applied earlier, and carefully disinfected it.
— Seriously, how did you get hurt like this... Your face is ruined... Be careful.
After I finished applying the last bandage, I cleaned up and covered her with the blanket. I was hoping to leave feeling good about myself for having succeeded without waking her, but that thought was wrong. K grabbed my wrist and gently pulled me closer.
— Surprise! Did you wake up because of me?
—Why did you come now? I fell asleep because I was tired of waiting.
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