Escape [EXO Sehun Fanfiction]

12- Mend

She got off me, pulled me up to a sitting position and then pointed the knife in my direction. "Don't you dare move from the floor. Even if I can't kill you, I sure can spill blood." Kana threatened and started gathering all the knives in the kitchen.

"What are you doing?" I asked through furrowed eyebrows.

"Getting rid of anything you can use as a weapon." She informed, holding a bunch of heavy utensils apart from knives and made her way outside, towards her own room.

I headed over to the captain and tried my best to gesture while using English words to describe a first aid box to him. He finally nodded in realization and handed me a transparent box.

When I went back inside, I noticed the kitchen was still empty. Peeking into her room, I found Kana in the bathroom, washing her arm with water. The cut looked deep and it was clear how the blood flow wouldn't stop very soon, yet her expression was neutral. No evidence of pain, fear or discomfort whatsoever.

I didn't bother saying anything or even looking at her through the mirror. I turned off the tap and tugged her away from the sink. "Can you enter a girl's bathroom without permission like this?" She demanded.

"Sit down, I'll clean you up." I offered, avoiding her question.

"Why? Do you feel bad about what you've done?" I could hear the laughter in her voice as she sat on the edge of the bath tub. It was so strange because I almost killed her a minute ago. How could she be so calm about it?

I knelt down in front of her and softly dabbed the cut with some cotton. She was swinging her legs back and forth, trying her best to not get caught while she stared at me.

"Aren't you mad at me? What if this leaves a scar?" I questioned. I don't know about her, but I'd be raging and throwing stuff if someone did something to leave a permanent scar on the body I've worshipped and maintained for so long.

"It won't. Its not deep enough."

I poured some disinfectant on a clean piece of cotton and brought it towards her arm. "Tell me if this hurts, okay?" I said softly.

"Ow," She winced and I looked up at her in indifference.

"I haven't touched the injury yet." I said. She was such an attention whore.

I almost dabbed the wet cotton on the cut, until, "Ow, ow, ow-"

"I'll make it hurt if you don't keep quiet now." I warned and pressed the cotton against her arm on purpose.

She yelped in pain. "This one really hurt. You did it on purpose, didn't you?" She asked, looking at her arm while I was bandaging it.

"Did I?" I laughed and once again, used my thumb to tap her bandaged arm.

"Ah, Sehun! You seem to really like hurting me." Kana accused. We stayed like that for a while, then lapsed into an uncomfortable silence.

"Anyway," I cleared my throat. "I didn't intend on killing or hurting you. I just wanted to scare you and run away." I confessed, avoiding eye contact.

"I know. I could tell when you suddenly came over to the kitchen." Kana admitted. "Your fingers were shaking right from the beginning." Her eyes were laughing at me, which made me want to hurry up and take my leave.