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In a week they had almost settled into Chenle's house. Though they all knew it wouldn't be long before all the resources were to be over. Maybe a few more days? 

Dayeon was in the kitchen, washing dishes with her eyes watching the sun set in a distance. She was so lost in her thoughts that she hadn't noticed that someone had walked in. She also didn't seem to take note of what she was washing. At least not until the knife cut her finger though the washing gloves, making her hiss in pain.

Minhyung: Oh my god.

She turned towards him as he hurried to take out the medical kit.

Minhyung: You need to be more careful.

Dayeon: I...

He didn't let her finish as he hurried to her with rubbing alcohol on cotton in one hand and a band-aid in the other.

When he pulled the glove out though, it brushed against the cut making her flinch a little.

Minhyung: Sorry, sorry...

He muttered before rubbing the cotton gently against the red mark, only making the pain burn for Dayeon. Though she stayed silent and watched as he threw away the lightly bloodied cotton before opening the band-aid and placing it over finger.

Minhyung: There we go. 

Dayeon: Thanks...

He put the kit back in its place and Dayeon turned to the sink again. But before she could think any further, Minhyung placed his hands on her shoulders, and moved her to the side before wearing a fresh pair of washing gloves.

Dayeon: You don't have to... You already had your turn for lunch.  

Minhyung: Its okay. Really. You're hurt.

Dayeon: Still.

He cracked a smile and glanced at her. 

Minhyung: Alright. How about during my next turn you wash them instead of me.

Dayeon: Alright.

She said while sending him a smile as well. He nodded and got to the washing part and Dayeon couldn't help but keep her eyes on him. With it being the golden hour, his brown hair was shining in a golden hue. The sunlight only seemingly enhanced features she had never noticed. 

Minhyung: You know... with me washing the dishes i would think now you would happily watch the sun like you were. But here you are watching me.

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That evening the ten of them were gathered in the living room, lazing around. With no phones they really had nothing to do.

Donghyuck: This is so boring... 

He sighed and lay down on the sofa throwing his legs over Jeno's lap who didn't look too happy with the action, but he did nothing about it. He himself had his injured, but almost healed, leg up on the table.