loonatic

h.sy

characters: yves x y/n

(this chapter has kind of a shitty storyline, please bare with me.)

G!P yves

requested.

"ah.."

one's forehead rested on the other's shoulder as she moaned right next to her ear, but then a strike of stinging pain hits her, causing her to whimper, her breath was becoming shaky and heavier as the time quickly pass by, the poor girl held on to the other's shoulder firmly and gripping it tightly.

"jiwoo.." she whispered, yet still breathing heavily. the brunette closed her eyes shut as another whimper occured. the girl bit her own soft bottom lip to stop any more further weird sounds coming out of her own mouth.

"ow!"

another stinging pain follows after, that made her smack jiwoo's shoulder, "that hurts!"

"stop complaining that it hurts, you initiated the fight, now face it. tsk" jiwoo scolded, "now hold still, this might sting a lot more."

"it was them whose at fault.." the brunette muttered as another painful nasal sound followed shortly after,

"uh-huh. even if so, you should be careful and not just starting fights every now and then. you don't really know who these people are, you can't just start a fight just because you seem like you're a lot stronger than them" jiwoo spoke as she added a lot of treating ointments for the girl's wound on her arm.

y/n sat quietly, she couldn't tell jiwoo about what she could do for money and what she does for a living, otherwise jiwoo would've killed her first.

she then finishes up everything by applying a gauze onto her arm before pulling her long sleeve down back in place.

"there, all done."

y/n stares down on her hands that were gently fidgeting, she felt sorry towards her elder friend now that she's done this many times, she fought a lot of times and was treated a lot of times.

there was a few more moments of them in complete silence until suddenly, the elder's hand slowly fell upon the girl's skirt which was located on her mid thigh and her hand gradually slides upward, the brunette gave her this weird look with her brows knitting, but just as she was in the process of flicking it away, jiwoo was quick enough to grab both her arms and push her back that the brunette fell on her chair backwards. now, both her arms were held and pinned down as jiwoo's sat on her abdomen, holding her down the ground as she groaned as her left arm was newly treated.

y/n grew silent, not exactly knowing what she's supposed to do.

jiwoo sighed, massaging the very bridge of her nose as she frustratedly clicked her tongue, "see? I already taught you how to handle that, and you didn't know how to react from it? what if that was done to you in one your fights, huh? you'll be done."

"my arm still hurts! how am I going to use one of your methods that you taught me when I'm badly injured?" she complained which triggered jiwoo as immediate; she then stood back up,

"injured? if they come after you again the next few hours while you're outside? are you gonna tell them, please no! I'm badly hurt and just had my arm treated! do you think they'll magically just walk away like that? no right?" jiwoo rested her hand upon her hips, looking straight down and through the younger one's soul.