Saudade [Choi Yeonjun]

105

1:08 am

Yeonjun impatiently tapped his foot on the marble floors as he awaited the return of none other than Y/n who was running late. A little too late for his liking.

What worried him even more was the fact that she didn't even answer his or any of the boys' or Chaeyoung's calls.

Finally giving in to his paranoid thoughts, Yeonjun got off the couch and strode toward the door and reached for his coat when he heard the door open. 

His eyes fell on y/n who leaned against the shut door and released a sigh of relief.

"Y/n."

Like a deer caught in headlights, Y/n slightly flinched catching sight of her boyfriend who was stood towering over her with a stern glare.

"Oh shit he's mad." Y/n mumbled to herself.

Yeonjun sniffed slightly and leaned closer to Y/n's face taking another sniff before backing away. "I smell blood. Are you hurt somewhere?" 

Y/n slightly moved her hand behind her back but unfortunately for her, Yeonjun just happened to grab that hand of hers making her hiss in pain.

Yeonjun's heart twinged on seeing Y/n's knuckled filled with bruises, peeling skin, and dried up blood. 

His hands instinctively reached up to move away her hair from her face and saw a cut right below her eyebrow and one on the bridge of her nose.

"Y/n, did you get into a fight?" Yeonjun asked in a cautious tone trying to keep his worry mixed with anger at bay.

"Kinda?" She nervously laughed. "But those assholes deserved it." 

Yeonjun sighed seeing her honest eyes and held her hand while dragging her upstairs. "Tell me while I clean your wounds."

Y/n changed into one of Yeonjun's shirt which stopped mid-thigh and was sat on the sink while he looked for a first aid box which didn't take too long and soon enough he was standing between her legs while Y/n stared at his concentrated face, holding her grin back.

"Why are you smiling this isn't something to be happy about." He scolded and a giggle slipped past Y/n's lips.

"You're just so cute."

"If you're trying to get out of this then its not working." 

Yeonjun began with cleaning, starting at the knuckles, stopping and pausing when y/n would hiss or try to move away in retaliation but he held her in place.

"These three guys were harassing a girl and i just happened to see them on the way back." She began. "I couldn't just not do anything." 

Yeonjun silently nodded letting her continue while he skillfully cleaned her deeper wounds and the small scratches on her arms.

"I got so mad that i swung my bag at them. That seemed to annoy them but, its what she deserves." Y/n rolled her eyes and saw Yeonjun's lips rise slightly at the corner at the meme reference.

"Well then what do you know, the girl runs away and i almost cursed her for ditching me but while i was fucking them up she got a guard who took them away." Y/n proudly said.

"Are you sure you were fucking them up? Or was it the other way around?" Yeonjun teased and y/n scoffed at him.

"I just hurt my knuckles in the fight the ones on my face came after i tripped on a-" Y/n stopped midway realizing that Yeonjun would probably never let her out the house in a hazmat suit.

"-Dumbass' foot so i swung my fist at him.'' Y/n finished nodding while Yeonjun hummed moving to her face knowing the end of her previous sentence.

"I'm sorry if i worried you."