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《"You smoke too much," Eunsol muttered, eyeing the cigarette resting between Heeseung's bruised fingers while rain drizzled quietly around them.
He only hummed in response.
"That's concerning. Most people usually deny it first."
A faint scoff escaped him, nearly swallowed by the night.
Eunsol blinked dramatically. "Wait you actually know how to react?"
Her gaze drifted toward the fresh cuts over his knuckles, and without thinking much of it, she grabbed his hand.
"They look painful."
"They're not."
"Liar."
She uncapped the small cocoa-scented moisturizer from her pocket anyway, rubbing it gently over his bruised skin while the scent of cigarettes slowly faded beneath something warmer.
Heeseung stared at her quietly.
"What?" she murmured. "You looked like you needed something soft."》