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    “And I did. Despite everything, I still do. Don’t break it, Ryo.” 

Although he would never regret being a cop, he would always regret the way he lied to Hayden. The other found out on their own too, Ryo wondered sometimes that if there was no child involved if Hayden would have anything to do with him right now.

The gash was deep, but not deep enough to require stitches. Using a free hand to adjust her dark framed glasses, she examined the cut once more. A soft laugh escaped her lips, as she grabbed a cotton ball filled with antibacterial medicine.”First aid.” She murmured, as she gently began to dab the cotton ball on the gash, trying not to put too much pressure on it.”Learned how to sew from my grandmother, though.” Teresa’s voice was soft, doing as much as she can to relax the stranger as she helped attend to his wound.

   “…Hey,” They finally muttered, gently pressing a balled fist to Ryo’s abdomen in a limp throw. “You remember my birthday?”

His lips twitched up at the other's reaction but he didn't show any other sign of how pleased he was by this turn of events. Things could get so tense between them at times, it was just nice for a short break. It was a quick moment though and he brought his hand down to cover Hayden's, unwilling to get hit again.

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The shots of pain were quickly ebbing away as the voice broke him from his embarrassment. “Well, it’s not good,” he hummed to himself as he moved to crouch down next to the fallen figure. He tried to tug her out of the way when a speeding bike seemed to have flown by, but perhaps he was a bit too forceful. Ryo ended up pulling the poor girl onto the ground with him, his legs sprawled diagonally over her own. So much for the agility he learned back in the academy.

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He knew he looked suspicious with the cut shirt on his upper arm and the small gash there. And with all the excuses he had in the world the best he could come up with was incredibly dull. “I got caught by a fence,” he explained blankly to the stranger as soon as he got out of the building and bumped into her on the sidewalk. Life as a bodyguard was already hard enough, but especially for one who was as hated as his boss. He sighed at the comment and brought his hand to the cut, he wasn’t aware of the blood even being visible.

    “Are you going to split the lab in half, too?” They snorted and immediately regretted it when their nose caught on the zipper, giving a small ‘ouch’ and wrinkling the sting away.

His frown quickly deepened and he couldn’t even argue with Hayden. It was the truth. He was about to make an equally sarcastic comment when he heard the small cry of pain. With a quick grab to Hayden’s elbow to stop them, he moved to block their path on the sidewalk.

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He was a panting mess. Ryo wondered if his right eye was starting to swell up, he was already having difficulty seeing out of it. Another drug deal gone wrong, another outcome of a predictable story that made him wonder if he really was doing anything good for the city of Seoul. He ran at the flash of a gun. Before he would have stayed and fight, but now he had people he had to protect. Ryo ran aimlessly, ran until he was certain no one was behind him. And all but managed in front of a library of all places. Ryo was fond of books as a child, but lately he had no time for the temporary escape they provided.

[txt]  I don’t know where this is going and I don’t want to know.

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He missed the spinning fan in his room, he enjoyed staring up at the ceiling and being completely entranced by it. It was almost meditating. Yet he hadn’t been home for the past few days, either spending his nights locked up in a lab or playing errand boy. Tonight was going to be different, he was going to go home immediately and he wasn’t going to risk driving. Walking felt far too impossible in his state. Hailing a cab was the smartest option. Tripping over his own foot and almost slamming his face against the door was not.

“Ow…I think I broke something.”

“Can I lean on you for a second? My ankle’s bothering me.”

“Do you have any bandages?”

“Oh god, that hurts so much.”

“Everything hurts. Seriously, I think I broke myself.”

“I can’t walk.”

“Sorry about the blood trail. I might have gotten a bad gash.”

“Is is bad that I can’t feel my legs?”

“I’ve never felt this much pain in my life.”

“Are you okay? Are you bleeding?"

“Here, let me help, I took a course on this a few years ago.”

“Does anyone know first-aid?”

“That’s a pretty bad bruise, man.”

“You definitely need to go to the hospital.”

“Where’d you get all these cuts?”

“Lie down. Sit somewhere, you need to rest.”

“I’ll get the ice.”

“I can’t believe you got yourself beaten up again.”