The last one," Taekhyon Narim's eyes were burned with a warning look.
- Or maybe we shouldn't? - The guy swallowed nervously, carefully tracing the girl's hand above his elbow.
- I'm sorry," she pressed her lips and at the same second the alcohol-soaked cotton wool sank to the red part of her skin.
The old non-residential building was filled with a tearing scream of pain. The people who had accidentally crossed the nearby courtyards had a hundred times regretted that they had chosen this path. It felt as if someone had been caught and tortured in this abandoned building. And this is another day, what can happen here in the dark?
Narim was gluing another wide band-aid that Taekhyon had to put up with from head to toe because he was just lucky. He fell once, and it felt like he was ten times lucky.
- You have a very low threshold of pain," she looked at the young man who was still hissing.
- It burns," he remarked, "and he stretched out his lower lip in a wide smile, noticing a restrained laugh from Narim.
- How interesting," she sat down a little closer and bent forward, approaching the guy's ear. Taekhyon just took a little pity and looked at the girl who was so close to him. His pupils rolled to the right, and Narim was getting closer and closer to the guy with her whole being. - When I saw you, I almost forgot my failures...
The soaked cotton wool in one clever movement was applied to a cartilage that the guy gritted his teeth on and clung to the girl's hand with force, painfully lifting up the corners of his eyebrows, forming between them a few thin folds. To contain all the sounds of pain that he wanted to publish was now something he needed. Indeed, Taekhyon was a man, and he had to show that he could stand it.
- I bring good luck," he squeaked on Tae-young's smile. - I guess...
- That was the last one," the girl put a bandage on the wound, away from the miserable.
- Why did you call me? - It was as if by chance Taekhyon had asked him to collect the medication on the stool in one big blue box.
- I needed someone to talk to, I'm sorry, I must have distracted you.
- No, I didn't mind! Call at any time! I mean it, anytime! - Tae-young came alive with his excited look at the smiling girl. - I don't care if you're the only one calling me...
- And your friends?
Taekhyon only waved his head at the question.
- How? You're so... You're glowing. Sociable, positive," Narim listed outragedly, sincerely not understanding how people like Taekhyon can remain alone in all their openness.
- That's how I talk to everybody, but I'm not friends with anyone..." the guy let a lump of air out of his chest. - People don't really like weird ones, do they? - he grinned bitterly. - Well, how about you? Your friends?
Narim had her head wrapped in a negative way.
- I don't have any friends," she looked at her intertwining fingers.
Taehyun raised the corners of his lips with a smile and immediately put his palm over the girl's fingers.
- Then if you don't have any friends and I don't, let's be friends. - he smiled confidentially. - But I'm not forcing you. If you don't want me to, I'll just settle under the windows of your house and terrorize you until you agree," the guy bent over his neck, holding his smile eyes somewhere in the ceiling.
Narim laughed, and the walls of the old building reverberated, making only a terrible rumble noise outside the concrete walls, not a laughing noise, but the distorted sounds of something truly frightening.
- Okay, let's be friends," the girl nodded approvingly.
***
Chongguk wandered from side to side, pulling up his bags on his shoulder so that neither one nor the other would fall. It seemed that he had been beating the porch of the five-story building, which Narim should have returned to a long time ago. Chung, like a toy, repeated the usual pattern: pulling out of the back pocket of a mobile phone, checking the time and doomed to throw his head back. Almost three o'clock in the afternoon.
- Where are you?
"to be continued in the next part"