First, I taught him how to hold and use the knife. As soon as Minho grabbed the knife, his hand flew toward my head. Without panicking, I caught it immediately. At that, blood gushed from Minho's shoulder like a waterfall.
Jinwoo was really flustered and stomped his feet, then washed the wound with the showerhead and applied pressure with a towel. The knife had gone in so deeply that the bleeding would not stop. Minho was in pain, but for some reason, Jinwoo felt a flutter in his heart and his heart was beating fast.
The sky looked as if it had turned red, and Jinwoo smiled slightly as he brought the medicine.
Minho stared at me intently with a slightly suspicious expression.
It's a painkiller, you bastard lol
Jinwoo found the pushover Minho cute. Only then did Minho feel relieved; he poured himself in and took off his shirt. Then, blood began to flow across his slender body, featuring a perfectly cool tattoo and a bit of muscle. Jinwoo was excited, and his hands trembled even as he searched for a needle and thread.
Even the way Minho squeezed his eyes shut in pain as the stitches went in and out of his shoulder became cute.