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"One step in front of another." Jaehyun ordered, watching as Aera stood at the bottom of the stairs. "Come on. Bend your knee, once... and twice."
Aera was staring down at the bottom step obstinately and didn't move. The fluorescent lights of the various refrigerators in the convenience store glimmered and buzzed behind him and he let out a sigh.
He hadn't wanted to get her through a window - that was far too close over the boundaries of inappropriateness. They just simply not at that point in their relationship, and even though Aera most definitely had thrown up, she wasn't any less sober. It just wasn't the right move at all.
So instead, he had tried all the keys he could find attached to the fluffy keychain in her bag until he unlocked the door into the shop, opening it, helping her in and locking it behind them.
Just because Aera couldn't come through the window, didn't mean that that Jaehyun couldn't get out that way. In fact - he much preferred exiting through the window.
They crossed the floor of the shop incredibly quickly - or as quick as he could make it - making their way to the stairs up to the apartment that Aera lived in. And now, she wasn't too keen on climbing up them.
"My teeth feel funny." Her gaze tilted up towards him. "Why do my teeth feel funny? And my... throat. It's burning."
"That will be because you were just sick." Jaehyun replied, decided not to sugarcoat it and just announce the truth. "But we can fix it, it's okay."
"Really?" She was hardly the same person who had faced the asshole photographer that morning, or the girl who had told him about her family and following her dreams. "We can fix it? Are you helping?"
"Like you fix my makeup at the photoshoot." Jaehyun nodded. He held out his hands. "Come on, up the steps. One at a time."
