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"eoma!"

Jisung shouted entering the house, and got no answers back.
He shouted again and again looking for his mom around the house just to find the professor Minho sitting alone in the living room.

"Blood? Are you bleeding?"

"Uh...I just fell earlier, where is my mom?"

"Not here, let me help you"

"No it's Okey.."

Jisung stepped out of the room to the kitchen looking for bandanas.

"Jisung what happened?"

"I told you, I fell.."

"And where all those bruises came from?"

"Because...I fell.."

"I see...let me clean your wounds"

"No!"
"You don't have to..I'll do it myself"

"Let me help you jisung, what's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with YOU? Dang..I'm taking care of myself"

"You can't even find what you need.."

Minho said leaning on the kitchen door, just watching the kid cluelessly looking around.

"Look at the floor, you have to clean it after getting done being a stubborn"

Minho said pointing out jisung's blood dripping on the floor.

"Oh my god why you so much in my business, I don't even know you"

"I have been sleeping with you for almost a month now, you know me very well"

Minho said as he stepped towards jisung, held him from his shoulders and made him sit on the closest chair.

"You don't move, let me take care of you.."

And in two seconds, Minho could find the medical aid, that Mrs Han keeps in the drawer.

"How do you even.."

Jisung barely spoke when;

"I do help your mom in the kitchen everyday when you're out"

Minho said getting what he needs from the box.

"Yeah I didn't ask.."

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