Jaeyong nods. “Yeah, I did all of that, and then I wanted to check in with you, make sure you were all right.”
“I’m better now that I know you’re both fine, even if you’re an i***t. But I still want to know how you got this,” I gently trace his injury without really touching it.
Jaeyong nods, acknowledging it. Well s**t, at least he’s self-aware.
“Can you promise you won’t do something stupid like that again? Honestly, do you know how much worse it could have been?” I feather my fingers around the stitches, not wanting to dirty them with my germs.
“I’m gonna have a scar, probably. I don’t know, chicks dig scars.” Jaeyong sighs. “It’s stupid, but the intruder saw me, and then rushed me, and left out the front door. All of my s**t was all over the floor and I slipped on one my t-shirts o
