SHOOTER// KTH ff

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A young, dark haired man was sitting on the ground. His torso leaned against the wall and his legs were stretched out on the ground. Shocking was the dark red pool of liquid, that was formed around him. His right hand was on the ground, supporting his position, while his other hand was clenched around his stomach. Soo Yun could see the hands being covered in red liquid too.
Blood.

„Omg!" She cried out, but her voice cracked weirdly because of the dryness of her mouth. She sat down on the ground and looked at the man, that has been staring at her, since she got in his sight.

„Could you help me?" He said lowly with a breathy voice. His dark orbs were piercing hers with a pleading look. Shocked was an understatement. Soo Yun stared at the place where the guy was pressing his hand onto. The blood mustve come from there. She stared at the ground and noticed that she was now standing in the pool of blood. Her shoes were already having big dark stains.

She snapped out of her thoughts and started to act. This man needed her help. His face was showing that he was in deep pain.

„C-can you s-stand up?" She asked, still shivering of the scene in front of her.

The guy in front of her bended his legs and put his weight on his right hand. Just when he was trying to stand up on his legs and tried o lift his body, a deep outcry left his lips and he let himself fall on the ground again. This wasnt working.

Soo Yun reached out for him with her trembling hands and the guy quickly held her hands. She tried to help him standing up, but he was way too heavy for her. The guy hissed as she held his back and leaned his torso on her side. She lifted his left hand and put it around her neck for support. They both stumbled in her apartment, where she put him on her couch.

Soo Yun felt just like in a Dream, more like a nightmare. Unreal. Did really just a seriously harmed guy enter her apartment?

The man didn't stop hissing and growling, but Soo Yun didn't know how to handle this situation, so she asked carefully: „I-I dont know what to do. What should I do?"

The guy had a grotesquely distorted face, that was hard to watch. Soo Yun couldn't imagine in what pain this man must be. His eyebrows were strongly scrunched, and his lips were showing only a line.

He breathed out and said huskily: „Do you have a medical box? Bandages or something similar?"

Soo Yun nodded quickly and rushed to the bathroom, where the medical care box was still lying opened in the sink. She took it and went back in the livingroom.

She put it on the carpet and dispersed the different utensils on the ground. What would she need firstly? Disinfectant? Or should she first wash the wound with water? How did the wound even look like?

„The blood needs to be washed away first." Black haired guy said.

„O-okay."

Soo Yun walked in the kitchen and searched for a possible thing to use for washing him. Ahh a damp cloth would do it. Right?

She went back to the mysterious person and handed him the cloth. Regardless to his state he had the audacity to roll his eyes on her. „Do you fucking think I still can treat myself?"

She got caught off guard by that comment, but this was too much of a serious situation to snap back.

„S-sorry."

The guy tried to sit up. His action got followed by a low grunt and some more cusswords.

Unexpectedly, he took off his leather jacket. Leaving him in a not-so-white-anymore T-shirt. He tried to take the shirt off too but couldnt due to his injury.