#bvnoe

Having an army dad who was a medic for his squad had its perks, one of them being able to know how to patch a wound up. With or without her late father, she would have eventually learnt it since her line of work was deemed dangerous, so flesh wounds like these are a norm and she had grown immune to it. Inspecting the wound further after cleaning it up, she looked over at her fully equipped first aid kit before looking up at him. “One or two ... maybe three. I’ll promise it wouldn’t hurt. You hurt yourself pretty bad that’s why.”

“Do you ever just think about how it could be if we were born somewhere else?, on another planet, in another universe.” She reached her hand out, staring up at the night sky, the cold wind feeling harsh against her warm cheeks while she sat beside the male on the rough park bench. 

Princess. She looked at him, walking together with her. She quickened her stride, “You know, not really,” she said. It was true, she was actually having a good day. But seeing someone do something rude brought out her fiery temper. “Handsome or not,” she said, not denying his statement, “You should be more aware of your actions!”

"Are you trying to be cute?” she argued, her reckless nature coming out. Grabbing the trash, she threw it in the closest bin. “Two feet away. Two feet away,” she mumbled to herself, walking in front of the man and making sure to bump him in the process.

“Hey, you shouldn’t litter!” she said, picking up the drink bottle from the ground, half glaring at the man in front of her.

----- ryan looked at the other male with a serious expression, blinking slightly a few times before looking at the bill and taking it, throwing it into the jar right away. ❝ Dude, ❞ he said, eyes turning to stare at the other again, soon reaching his hand out again with his palm up, a small and soft smile spreading on his rosy lips. ❝ you should give me one more dollar, for calling me little shit, it was truly stupid. ❞

The dancer blinked a few times as the other male seem to get comfortable on his lap. Minhyuk purses his lips and nods quietly. “Well, I’m doing quite fine. “ Following the other’s smile he did the same, his dimples clearly visible as he did so.  “So what are you up to?”