chapter four point five.
i'm a lilac
and you're my sun
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➳ infirmary | 04.12 pm
"really, jungmo? how are you gonna play now?"
seol questioned, one of her hands is wrapped around jungmo's wrist and the other is deliberately holding his bruised left hand.
jungmo is already feeling embarrassed enough after he recalled what happened earlier in the hallway.
are you out of your mind, koo jungmo?
he was beating up someone for a girl, precisely for her, the girl who is now examining the cuts on his knuckles with her eyes focused.
the only thing that jungmo likes about this situation is that he could clearly see her worry, weird. he likes it a little bit too much. so maybe, just maybe he could try to not be embarrassed and just enjoy the moment.
but no. seriously, she shouldn't have encountered that side of him.
jungmo pulled his hand away from her grip, checking on his bruises himself. he wiggled his fingers in front of seol like he was proving that it doesn't need a treatment.
"this doesn't even hurt. do you wanna go home or not? it's getting late."
not waiting for her to answer, he casually grabbed his bag, swinging it over his shoulder. not looking back, he walked towards the door. in that moment he was only focused on getting away from that embarrassing moment, even if he likes it.
"jungmo, wait."
seol called for him, reaching out to grasp his hands.
"ARGH."
seeing him trying to hold back his yelp, seol flinched and reflexively released her grip on jungmo's hand after. jungmo clamped his lips together to hold back another snarl.
what happened is, before jungmo could leave the infirmary seol was trying to stop him by grabbing his hand, she did it unconsciously and mayhap it was a little too harsh for his bruised hand.
but the fact that—jungmo was getting on her nerves with his sheer stubbornness in refusing to get a proper treatment—makes her forget to be gentle.
"see? stop being a baby and sit quietly."
"but the nurse isn't here—"
she dragged jungmo back before he could refuse to get treated. this time she made sure to be gentler by tugging at the hem of jungmo's shirt instead of his hand, and made him sit on the mattress.
it was silence as seol applied an ice pack on his bruises to reduce the swelling, before she is trying to apply the antibiotics as gently as possible on jungmo's knuckle cuts. he tried to endure the pain but seol could see the soreness he is feeling.
"i'm surprised you didn't get beaten up."
seol teased him to break the ice, and to divert his attention towards the pain.
