They were meant to meet at the most unfavored time. He's the infamous anathema in town while she, on the other hand is the pastor's daughter. He's a trouble magnet but she's his lucky charm.
"You shouldn't be with me, Lalisa. I'm no good influence...
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His heavy breathings, low groans, and the droplets of water on the bathroom sink were the only sounds that can be heard on the small hot room.
The lad was leaning on the sink, his hand tightly gripping on it as his bottom lip was flushed red with his teeth sunk into it, trying to muffle his groans every time Lisa touches his fresh wound.
Jeon Jungkook has taken off his hoodie jacket that leaves him half naked in front of the raven haired girl and they were too close from each other with the small space of his bathroom, it didn't even help how the light of the narrow room is dim that gives them an orange vague light and it's blinking on and off, making it hard for the raven girl to nurse his bleeding cut.
With shaky hands and a few sweats forming on Lisa's forehead, she tried to clean the open wound as gentle as she can.
"Aw! Damn it Manoban!" Jungkook jerked away from her touch when Lisa accidentally pressed the cotton ball on his most severe area. He hissed at her with a glare as he pushed her hands away.
Lisa frowned, nibbling her lower lip. As much as she felt sorry for hurting him, they wouldn't ever get finished if he keeps getting away from her. "Seriously, can you stop moving for a second? It's hard to see with this lighting."
Lisa then held him again but Jungkook swatted her hand away. "How can I even trust you?!"
"I am all you got right now!" She yelled back at him, Lisa heaved a deep sighed before putting down the kelly forceps with a cotton ball on the sink. She loosened her school necktie and unbuttoned two buttons on her uniform blouse to let herself breathe with this hot narrow space.
She then stood up straight and tied her black long hair into a high ponytail. Unaware of his gaze, she kept rummaging at the first aid kit bag.
Jungkook then look away as he mumbled on himself lowly. "I can do it myself."
Lisa heard him, which stops her from fiddling inside the kit and look at his figure with her two hands on her waist. She can't really read his expression with this blurry light and so she answered him with finality; "No, let me."
She just finished washing and disinfecting his cut wound earlier, Lisa even did a direct pressure to stop the bleeding which made him grunt in pain a few times but when she's almost done putting an antibiotic solution, Jungkook jerked away and that's where they lead here, arguing.
Lisa pulled his arm as she sat on the closed toilet bowl. She take the kelly forceps on the sink and throw away the used cotton ball. "Look, I learned first aid with my mom. She was a retired nurse in 90's and I'll be taking her unfinished path when I go to college." She told, putting a clean cotton on the forceps and soak it with the antibiotic solution.
Jungkook rolled his eyes at her story. "You're not here for chitchats."
Lisa lifted her gaze to look at him and he is staring at the wall, not even giving her a glance. She almost pressed the soak cotton on his wound hard if only she didn't pity his state. "I'm ignoring that." She said with a pout, focusing on nursing his wound.
After Lisa did what she needed to do, she wrapped his wound with sterile dressing roll on his stomach and secured it with adhesive tape.
Lisa let out a smile after finishing it. She then helped him lay on the couch in his living room and told him to stay put as she'll find a medicine in the kitchen to help him eased the pain.
But the moment she got back, she was surprised to see that he wasn't there. Lisa almost lose her grip on the glass she's holding.
"Jungkook?" She called, panicked aroused in her.
"Hey." Lisa quickly turned around when she heard his hoarse voice from her behind.
She put down the half empty glass and the painkiller tablet on the nearest table, as she rushed her way to him when she saw that Jungkook was struggling on the stairs.
"Oh goodie, please stop scaring me." She stated, ignoring the aching part of her chest.
When Lisa was sure that Jungkook was comfortable in his seat, Lisa turned around to get the medicine on the table.
But before she could do it, she felt a hand grabbed her wrist, stopping her to make a movement.
Lisa looked down at Jungkook as she blinked in confusion. "Y-yes?" She cupped her left chest, trying to calm her startled self.
She can't really decipher where Jungkook's gaze at with only the kitchen lights on but he looks like he's staring at her.
He then look away and fished something out in his pocket. "Here."
Jungkook handed her something and Lisa saw, it was an ointment.
"What is this for?" She took it and read the ointment brand, lips pursing into a thin line. Her round eyes looking at him as she roll the small soothing cream with her fingers.
Jungkook then rest his back on the soft sofa, putting an arm on his eyes. "Apply that on your neck." He said, voice void with any emotions. Lisa just watched him as she subconsciously rubbed a part of her neck and felt her touched sting her skin.
She bit her lower lip, glancing at Jungkook again who turned silent.
How did he noticed it? When Lisa herself forgets that she's also wounded.
"..." She blinked, scratching her head. Her gaze exchanging to him and the ointment.
Jungkook peeked at her face when he received no reaction from the girl. He rolled his eyes for the umpteenth time today and released a deep sighed. "You can have that. I don't need it."
For someone who claimed to be a sinner, he's surely a kind one. Lisa couldn't help but smile at this.
"Oh, okay. Thank you." Her voice were low, but the smile on her face gave it all. It was very appreciating and warm.
Lisa then kept the ointment safe inside her pocket, she grabbed the water and the painkiller capsule as she sat beside him.
"Drink this." She ushered, nudging him softly. Jungkook take off the arm covering his eyes and drank the medicine Lisa gave him. He didn't look at him, he went back covering his eyes after it. Lisa stood up. "You should take a rest and I'll be going home." She says, taking back the glass in his kitchen sink.
When Lisa reached the living room to take her school bag, she found Jungkook already laying on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, eyes were closed and he's breathing long and softly.
He must be so tired.
Lisa watched him for a few seconds but then she saw her hand stopped midway when she was about to brush his hair that's blocking his face.
The raven haired girl shake her thoughts away, straightening up and glanced at him one last time. "Goodnight, Jungkook."
