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Cut [Luther, Diego | Female Reader (August)]

While August was washing the dishes, she accidentally cuts herself on the blade of a knife. She sighs and walks to the small medical kit placed inside a near cupboard. She was disinfecting her cut when she heard Luther's footsteps. His worried voice began, "Oh my god, August! What's with all the medical supplies?"

"Luther, I don't know how I can explain it any more than what you're seeing." August faced him and placed her left hand on her hips. Luther's expression softened.

"She's right, bro. Do you not know what medical supplies are used for?" Diego came in and grabbed a glass of water. He took a sip and asked, "What happened anyway?"

"It's just a small cut. Nothing too big." She held up her hand. Her middle finger had a cut from fingertip to just before the palm. Luther groaned in disgust.

"See, Luther. It's just a cut." Diego sipped once more.

"Well, I can wash the dishes. Wouldn't want you to get even more cuts." Luther suggested.

"Awe, Luther. As much as I want to accept that offer, there's two things you got wrong. One, you might break the plates with your super strength. Two, it's just a cut. This only takes a few dabs of ointment. Another thing, I'm in charge of doing this for now."

"That reminds me, where is mom? Isn't she supposed to be washing the dishes?"

"She's charging. She wasn't able to get fully charged last night and I gladly accepted the dishes." August wraps a bandage around her wound. Luther worriedly eyes the dishes left unwashed on the sink.

Diego notices this because he says, "Luther. She said no. She'll be fine. It's not like she was stabbed or anything."

"How would you know? You always stab but never get stabbed." Luther fixes the medical kit and places it back inside the cabinet.

"Hey, it's either eat or get eaten. In this case, knife or get knifed."

"That's funny." August laughs. "I got knifed and somehow it's a big deal."

"Uhm, hello, not everything is about you." Diego answers back in a questioning tone.

"Yeah, you're right. Although, being for real, you don't have to worry about anything, Luther. I'm fine and it's not your fault."

"She's right." Diego throws a knife at the wall behind August. Only a few inches away from touching her ear.

August gets startled then laughs. "Come on, Diego."

Luther hears his siblings from the other room. "Yeah, Diego. I think they're starting another family meeting without us." He playfully punches his brother's arm. "August, come with?" He says as they walk to the doorway."

"In a minute!" She makes her voice loud, ensuring the brothers will hear her.

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