Caregiver | KTH

Caregiver | Part 17

The blood was nonstop oozing from the wound hidden underneath his closed palm. You began to panic, unable to think properly.

You held his hand, and your fingers were trying to get the glass in his hand. But his grip was too strong that you might ended up cut the wound deeper if you forced on it.

You jerked your head up, looking at him with a face of concern and on the verge of crying. "Taehyung, look at me." You shook his leg, but his eyes were still fixed at the photos on the floor.

"Taehyung..." you reached out to touch his face, and just like that he averted his eyes to you in a slow motion. You were disheartened by the deep sorrow displayed on his face. "It's okay. You're going to be fine."

You reassured him. Those definitely not the best words to say to him right now. You were just coaxing him to let go of the sharp thingy in his hand.

"Hey... look at me." You diverted his gaze to you when he looked away. "I'm here for you. You'll be fine."

You said, and you felt his fingers began to loosen where you managed to take the fragment of the broken glass away from his hand. Of course you had to be extra careful removing the fragment otherwise you might ended up cut the wound deeper than it already is.

All you need to do next was to cover the wound and stop the bleed. You got up from your knees and rushed to the kitchen where you saw the first aid kit before and hurriedly went back to his room.

At this point you couldn't care less about the scattered broken glasses on the floor as you walked your way to him. You put down the first aid kit on the floor as you knelt before him, quickly opened the small med kit bag with your shaky hands.

You knew you had to wash the wound first and then apply ointment on it before you can wrap the bandage around his hand, but all you could think of that time was to stop the blood from dripping. You skipped the first step of treating the wound, took out the bandage and carefully wrapped it around his hand.

Thankfully there was no splinter of glasses within the cut, so you proceeded to swathe his hand with a roll of bandage. You cut the bandage with a pair of scissors that you took from the med kit bag.

You stood on your feet again, walking around him and grabbed the push handles to get him out of the bedroom. The struggle to push the wheelchair while avoiding the scattered fragments all over the floor was quite challenging to you, plus his weight happened to be one of the obstacles as well.

Few more inches to reach for the door and you felt something sharp pierced into the skin of your left foot. You clenched your teeth, holding in the pain as you did one more push to the wheelchair and Taehyung was mow outside of his room.

You released the grasp of your hands from the push handles, limping your way to the bathroom. You closed the lid of the toilet bowl and slowly sat on it, with the calf of your left leg resting on the knee of your right leg.

You examined your foot, and thankfully the splinter was not really that deep piercing into your skin. But the size of the splinter was pretty huge and it really painful when you touched just around the area of it.

You took a deep breath and held it in, trying to get the splinter out of your foot. Upon pulling it in a swift you winced in agony, and it hurts you so much that you had to clench your fist.