Jeno let out a jagged breath. The alcohol-dipped cotton stung against his deep cut.
"What the hell did you do, Lee Jeno?" She sighed, watching him squirm under her care.
Jeno stayed silent, he really didn't want to talk about it. He turned his head slightly to look back at her and his expression softened.
Her eyes were red and her face was tear-stained. She avoided his eyes and focused on his wounds. "Luckily, most of them were minor cuts and bruises," she croaked, "I've managed to patch up all of your deeper wounds."
"Yerin." Jeno fully turns around to face her, "I'm sorry."
Yerin gave him a strained smile and dumped the wrappings. "I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight."
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