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Too bad that his staring caused his hand to slip and writhing a second, he had managed to cut into his own hand--he yelped in pain and suddenly there was blood.
He cursed and frantically tried to find something to stop the bleeding--what kind of idiot managed to cut directly into the palm of his hand? Shit, it really hurt.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."
Soobin quickly grabbed one of the dish towels to wrap his hand up, but Yeonjun was already all over him-- "Oh, god are you okay?"
He could only whine desperately as he tried to ignore the blood spilling all over his hand--he couldn't stand the sight of blood, not at all and the throbbing pain in his hand didn't make it any easier.
"Hold on —" Yeonjun was gone for a moment and back the next, their emergency kit in hand. He carefully took Soobin's injured hand in his own, took a closer look at the wound, before applying more pressure to the cut directly.
Soobin hissed at the pain and Yeonjun could only look at him with an apologetic smile on his lips. "It's gonna feel better soon--don't worry."
Soobin desperately wanted to believe him, because if he saw any more blood, he was sure he would faint.
After what seemed like hours, the bleeding apparently finally stopped and Yeonjun made Soobin sit down on the couch after shooing his date aside (if Soobin wasn't in pain and close to fainting he would have laughed at that).
Yeonjun worked quickly--took off the towel and dipped a cotton ball in alcohol to disinfect the wound. It stung like a bitch, but Yeonjun holding onto his hand with soft touches, while rubbing soothing circles into the back of his hand made it all worth it.
He put aside the cotton ball and the alcohol and dug through their kit, finally finding what he was looking for--first, he put a huge band aid over the cut —making sure that the wound would stay closed for now--and then he carefully wrapped Soobin's hand up.
"You really shouldn't move your hand much, better not at all if possible, for at least today and tomorrow. I am no expert, but I think you need stitches--you cut onions with the knife and it looks like you managed to cut into the fat tissues. We better wrap this up as good as possible and hold your hand above your heart level, it will help stop the bleeding."
He was still holding onto Soobin's hand and Soobin felt his heartbeat go crazy. Partly, because Yeonjun was holding his damn hand and partly, because he really hated hospitals, and everything related to it.
"Is this going to take much longer? Yeonjun you know that I hate sitting around doing nothing--you took care of that cut and he can go alone; can we leave now?"
Soobin never wanted to punch anyone as bad as Douche Dude right now and it probably showed on his face, because Douche Dude looked a lot smaller once he saw Soobin glaring at him.
Or maybe it was because of Yeonjun--his whole body had tensed up, but on his face was an angelic smile and for some reason it send a shudder down Soobin's spine and not in a good way.
"Hey Soobin, why don't you go and get your jacket and then we can leave."
Soobin wasn't stupid--this definitely was one of those moments were as soon as he left the room someone was going to get their head ripped off, and in this case, it would be Douche Dude. He couldn't fight the small smile that spread over his lips.
"Sure."
--and he was right, as soon as he closed the door behind him, he could hear muffled voices. Muffled, but raised voices--they were arguing and Soobin shouldn't be this entertained about it, but he was.
Sue him, he had a ridiculously huge crush on Yeonjun it was only human that he would feel a little bit of Schadenfreude.
Another minute passed, the front door slammed and there was some rustling in the kitchen--he carefully looked out of the bathroom to see if Douche Dude had left, and he was right. The only other person in the apartment was Yeonjun, who was now sitting with a cigarette between his lips on the couch, obviously pissed off.
Now he felt bad--this right here was why he didn't want Yeonjun to get involved with that asshole, he knew he was trouble as soon as he crashed into him in the elevator--no, he knew as soon as he saw him at the club hitting on Yeonjun and that was not only his jealousy speaking.
He carefully walked up to Yeonjun.
"Everything alright?"
Yeonjun sniffed. "Yeah, ready to go?"
Soobin nodded--with Yeonjun's help he managed to put on his shoes. Their trip to the hospital was kind of an adventure; while they only needed fifteen or so minutes to reach the hospital, it took about an hour until they finally had time for Soobin and when he finally was about to receive the stitches he felt like bolting.
Yeonjun had simply grabbed his other hand and had dragged him into the room were the doctor was already waiting for them and didn't let go of his hand when said doctor started to stitch up his wound.
It did hurt, but Yeonjun managed to keep his mind off the pain by telling him about all the clients he had during the past two weeks and there had been quite a few interesting ones.
When the doctor was finally done Yeonjun suddenly played 20 questions with her--asking her if there was anything they needed to keep in mind, or should do to make sure that the cut wouldn't get infected or that it would not open up again and Soobin could see the clocks in Yeonjun's head work when she told him in great detail what to do.
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Each and every chapter actually has an improvement in the plot. That is why some are short and some are long. Hope you don't mind the chapter lengths :)
