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TW: Scratching|unprotected sex|bruising |rough|hair pulling|public sex|risk of getting caught|edging|
Yura was walking towards her class after going to the toilet. The hallways were completely empty and the girl enjoyed the silence for a few minutes.
She turned a corner but stumbled back as she bumped into a hard chest. Yura looked up but her sorry expression changed when she found Niki standing in front of her.
"What are you doing here?" The girl frowned, wondering why he wasn't in class.
"If you haven't noticed, your boy toy punched me and now I'm walking around with a bloody lip," Niki said and pointed at his bleeding lip. Yura's eyes stayed on his lips for a second longer and then examed the bloody spot "No need for another detention because 'I got into a fight', so I'm cleaning it now."
"Have fun with that." Yura said boldly and wanted to step past him but Niki turned her around to face him again.
"Actually," He started to walk and dragged her with him "As apology it's only right for you to help me."
"Hey! I have a class." Yura frowned and tried to pull out of his grasp but Niki kept his hand tight around her wrist.
"Big news, I do too. But I don't care." Niki said and pushed the door to the boy's bathroom open.
"Uh, I doubt you're blind but I'm in the boy's bathroom." Yura commented and Niki finally let her go as they stood in the middle of the room.
"No one's here." Niki shrugged obviously and grabbed some tissues before pushing them into Yura's arms.
"What should I do with those now?" Yura asked confused. She wanted to leave and go back to her class.
"Clean my cut, what else." Niki said with annoyance as he leaned against the sink behind him.
"Why should I?" Yura rolled her eyes and wanted to step out of the bathroom but Niki's next words stopped her again.
"You owe me. Or do you want your boy toy to get in trouble for punching another student?"
"He's not my boy toy." Yura mumbled through gritted teeth as she made her way back towards Niki.
The girl maneuvered her arms past Niki and turned to on water to wet the tissues in her hand.
"Why don't you go to the nurse. The cut could get infected and only water won't prevent it." Yuta said.
"Almost sounds like you care." Was the only thing Niki retorted.
"Dream of it." Yura muttered as she turned the water off and went to stand directly in front of Niki. "That could hurt."
"Bet you'd like that." Niki answered but shut his eyes as the wet tissue made contact with his split lip. He hissed and his hand instinctively went up to hold Yura's wrist.
