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He frowned and looked down at his half chopped vegetables and the now covered in blood knife, then to his bleeding hand, before he tried to wipe the blood under the water in the sink “Ani Susu….i’m fine really, it’s just a small cut, don’t worry okay? i’ll take care of it….” he said, biting on his lip as he tried to fight back the tears forming in his eyes.

His expression unreadable, Junsu grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his friend’s hand immediately, pressing it tightly against the wound to stop the bleeding. “Let’s get you to the hospital? The cut’s really deep…” He didn’t know why he was asking, but he didn’t want to scare Jaejoong further by being too harsh on the latter. He repeated his question again, worry filling his tone as he witnessed the towel turning crimson.