Shortie~ Svt Woozi ff

Twenty-one

I wake up, my head's killing me. I stand up out of my bed a little dizzy but I push through, it's probably because I'm thirsty. I walk down stairs into the kitchen, I get a glass of water and sit on the counter. I start drinking my water when I hear footsteps, I start to get nervous so I grab a spatula. I know bad choice but it's the first thing I can find! I walk to the doorway and look, all I see is a male figure walking towards me. I start to shake, I don't know what to do. When he gets to the doorway, I jump out and I'm about to hit him and he grabs my arm.

"Woah woah, what chu tryin to do!" He shouts but not too loud. I open my eyes and it's Woozi, oh thank god.

"Jesus you scared me!" I say.

"Sorry, I'm just thirsty. Why are you down here?" He asks.

"Same as you, here I'll get you a glass"

"Oh, thanks" I grab a glass for him and put water in it. I pull it over the sink and then... I drop it.

"Oh crap, I'm so so sorry I'll clean it up" I start to clean it up.

"Oh no it's fine let me help!" He says and quickly runs over to me, we're trying not to make too much noise. We clean up all the glass. I pick up the last few pieces,then before I know it I cut the palm of my hand. I hiss slightly.

"What happened?" Woozi says worried.

"Nothing, I just got a... small cut" I say and awkwardly laugh. I walk over to the sink and wash it off, dang it's bigger than I thought. It goes across my whole hand, it's the same hand I cut a week or two ago, aish it burns. I hiss again. Woozi looks at my hand, then grabs my wrist and looks at it closer. Then he walks away and opens a drawer, he picks up a first aid kit then walks back over to me. He picks me up by my waste and sits my on the counter, wow this is like deja vu.

"This will sting, squeeze my arm and it will help with the pain," he says calmly. I nod my head, grab his arm, and squint my eyes shut. He gently places the cotton pad, with the medicine on my hand. I start to squeeze his arm, trying not to hurt him. When he's done he starts to rap my hand.

"You sure do cut your hand a lot don't you?" Woozi says chuckling.

"Hehe yeah." I say kinda awkwardly. While he's rapping my hand I end up being in a gaze, just looking at Woozi. I don't know why. Maybe it's his beautiful dark eyes, his chocolate brown hair, his sweet smile, or his- wait what am I thinking about! Gosh my does my mind wander off like that.

"I know I'm beautiful, but you don't have to stare." He says with a smirk on his face, still looking at the bandage. I feel my face heat up, I look away because of embarrassment.

He finishes cleaning the cut, so he grabs me by the waste, pulls me off the counter and sits me on the ground.

"Thank you." I say quietly, he looks up at me at smiles.

"Let's head back to bed." He insists.

"Okay" we walk back up the stairs. We get to our bedroom, we both lay down and chin lays beside me.

"Goodnight"

"Night"

Authors note
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Sorry it's so short, I just don't have that much inspiration rn. I'm trying to post as much as I can. You can message me and give me some ideas if you would like 😀