Me and my boyfriend Namjoon just got back from a street fight.
He was leaning on my shoulder as I walked him inside as he was grabbing his side where he got stabbed.
He groaned as I sat him down on the couch.
He was in pain.
"Don't worry Joon you'll be ok."
I said resting his back in a pillow.
I quickly rushed to get the first aid kit.
I got back and I sat down next to him.
He groaned in pain.
I took off his shirt so I could get to the wound.
"This will hurt a little."
I said as I put some string through a needle.
He looked nervous.
I lightly stuck the needle in the cut and he groaned loudly.
I started stitching through his skin to close the wound.
I could tell he was in pain and I knew he would be begging me to stop.
But he just let me stitch him up.
It took me a few minutes Til I was done.
He groaned a little.
"Thanks baby."
He said.
I sigh.
"I thought you promised me that you won't get in anymore fights."
I said with a pout.
"I know baby but I had to."
He said.
"But Namjoon you promised me."
I said.
"Baby look."
He made me look at him.
"I'm sorry I broke the promise but I had to.
He was talking about you."
He said.
"But Joon."
"Look I'm sorry for breaking the promise.
I'm sorry for doing this.
Just forgive me and I'll make it up to you."
He said flashing me a smile.
I really hoped me meant it this time.
"Ok."
I said.
He pulled me to lie down.
