❄Cold Love ∥ Yeonbin [✓] [Under editing]

*＊✿❀ Chapter 15 ❀✿＊*

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Soobin thanked the lords that the nurses room was just a block away. He ran as fast as he could while not trying to move the injured boy in his arms too much. By this time, the nurse probably had already packed up and went home, so Soobin had the whole of the infirmary to himself. Whether that was a good thing or not, Soobin didn't have time to think. 

He laid his lover down softly on the sheets and stepped back, sweat rolling of his forehead and his heart literally felt like it was going to pop out of his chest. It was an unnatural, sickening feeling of fear that settled in his body. 

The school was going to close in about... 20 minutes. Soobin was going to have to treat some of the major injuries here first, like that gash on Yeonjun's forehead and a large cut on his arms. But Soobin also had to go back not only to retrieve Yeonjun's things, but also clean the whole class up. He can't let any teacher butt their heads into this business. He knew Yeonjun would hate it. 

Soobin's whole head throbbed. How the fuck was he suppose to do all this? he can't. It's also too risky to leave Yeonjun behind since he didn't know if the fucking attacker was still around. He... he...

Soobin slapped himself, the sting on his cheek from the force of his own palm snapped him out his the intrusive thoughts. He can worry about other things later. For now, the priority was getting Yeonjun's back home safely. He'd at least be able to handle things here more efficiently then. 

Soobin moved to the drawers and the cabinets, throwing them open and taking some of the medication and dressings out that he can use for later. Throwing them in his bag, Soobin carried the pack at the front while piggybacking Yeonjun. He peeked out from the school doors to see if the security was still there. By sheer luck, the post was empty and Soobin made a dash for his bicycle. After unlocking and positioning Yeonjun behind him, Soobin rode home, his whole body crying in exhaustion as they ascended the slight hill, his legs burning from the training before. 

He swiftly entered yeonjun's house with the spare key kept under the potted plants and almost threw the other onto his bed upstairs. Then, sparing one last glance at the sleeping figure, Soobin tapped the door shut and left.

"Urgh... I feel terrible..." Yeonjun groaned as he woke up. Every movement he had was sending waves of pain through his body.