Addicted to him

Please let me help you

Noeul : DON'T TOUCH ME!

Boss..

He burst into tears, backing up against the wall, his entire body trembling in an uncontrollable terror.

Noeul : NO! D- Don't hurt me!Get away from me!

Boss : Hey, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you.

He stops crying and carefully wipes his eyes on the back of his hand.

Boss : Do you trust me?

Noeul : Ofcourse I don't trust you.You're part of the Cobras.

Boss : Just because I'm part of the Cobra's doesn't mean I'm going to hurt you. Believe it or not, I'm nothing like my father. I'm not going to hurt you and I have no intention of doing so.
So please let me help you. It's the least I can do after what my father has put you through.

noeul..

He looks at me with a delicate tenderness in his eyes. And for a brief moment I wasn't afraid anymore. I felt safe. I don't know what it is but there's something about him that makes me want to trust him.

Noeul : Okay.

Boss : Can I have a look?

noeul..

He moves closer to me and I flinch instinctively, but the concerned and worries look in his eyes immediately reassures me. His mesmerising brown eyes scan my wounds, almost in despair.

"I think he actually feels sorry for me.
Which surprises me, I didn't think this Asshole cared about anyone but himself. Perhaps I was wrong about him.

Boss : They're not too deep so you won't need any stitches. I'll go and get you some ice and the first Aid kit. Is there anything else you need?

noeul..

I think about the cut on the palm of my hand but I don't want to bother him anymore than I already am.

Noeul : No, that should be fine, thanks.

Boss : Okay, I will be right back.

I returned with an ice pack and the first aid kit. After the wounds were clean I got him to hold an ice pack over his eye to help reduce the swelling and bruising.

Boss : Does that fell better?

Noeul : Yes it does, thank you.

Boss : Can I put a plaster over that scratch on your cheek? I don't want it getting infected.

Noeul : Do you have to?

Boss : Not unless you want to do it?

Noeul : Okay, fine.

noeul..

He delicately places a plaster over the scratch on my cheek, being careful not to hurt me. I don't know why but him just placing a plaster on my cheek just got me blushing.

Boss : Much better. I'm sorry about what my father did to you.

Noeul : It's okay.

Boss : No, it's not. I will do whatever I can to make sure this doesn't happen again.

Noeul : Why do you care about what happens to me, I attacked you and pointed a gun at you? You should hate me.

Boss : Trust me, I'm Still angry about that. You are so stubborn sometimes.
Wait, what happen to your wrist.

Noeul : No, it's nothing.

Boss : Noeul!

Noeul : Don't worry it's nothing.