#exddn

For some reason, it was difficult to stand on her own. The day started quite normally, and then, around noon, some sort of symptoms she couldn’t pin-point started. She was getting dizzy which was probably the biggest problem because she kept losing her balance and she decided it would, indeed, be a very good idea to wear high heels. And why call Eden to come over to her place when she could easily go all the way to his apartment. In the doorway, however, when he lets her in, she crashes straight into his arms, holding onto his shoulders for support. “S-sorry…I’m just…I feel…yeah…”

Groaning softly, the female closes her eyes and her lower lip slides between her teeth in an attempt to keep quiet. It hurts, really, and the ice is so damn cold and it just makes the whole thing worse. “Well, it fucking hurts, what am I supposed to do?” she asks, irritated. Carmen takes a deep breath and squirms away from the touch once again. “I told you, I slipped. The floor was wet so I slipped and fell down the stairs.

“I -- no, I think I was the one who kept pushing myself to help you, but are you alright?” Eyes filled with worry, Jinri chewed on her lower lip, staring at her fingers as she fiddled with them nervously, avoiding the male’s black orbs. “Are you sure you don’t need any help, you’re right arm is bleeding. I know where the nearest clinic is. It’s my fault you were in this situation. If I was just watching where I was biking, I wouldn’t have hit you.”

If there’s anything that scares Carmen more than heights, that is not being able to save her patients. She’s not necessarily afraid of being blamed, but she thinks that maybe that person had so much more to do and she couldn’t help them, keep them alive to achieve those aspirations they have. It usually happens with critical emergencies, and it happens once again one night, when she’s on duty. They get a call, there’s a patient who’s been in a car crash. She doesn’t know the details, but what hits her like a damn bullet is how young the guy is. The younger they are, the more motivation she has. It’s chaotic, how everyone runs around the ER, trying to help as many patients as possible, and as she’s checking his vitals, her tongue runs over her lower lip, teeth latching onto it afterwards. “I’ll figure out a way to save you. I promise.”

It’s a certain warmth that only Eden has and Carmen wouldn’t feel safe in anyone else’s arms, but his. She doesn’t know why, maybe it’s the way he’s cradling her to his chest and how his big hands splay across the expanse of pale skin as if he could protect her from anything else. “Yeah.” she whispers back, pressing herself against him more in an attempt to maybe hide herself from whatever horrible memories and images left behind by the bad dream she had. When Carmen feels him shift, she can’t help but look up, hair tousled and eyes heavy with sleepiness, and she smiles back. There’s something in Eden’s smile that makes her do the same right away. 

“Please, don’t be so stubborn. Just let me help you, I’ll stop the bleeding and put a small plaster over it. You won’t have trouble seeing and I will be calmed. We’ll both profit, okay?”