NOVEL NEXT Chapter 33
Chapter 33: Chapter 33
Chapter 33
Hyoyoung replied in surprise, “Oh my god! Are you serious? I can’t believe you’re saying that in this situation.”
“Well, you better believe it, lady. This is the perfect time to say something like this.”
“Just be quiet, or else I’m going to have to hurt you.”
“I think if you’re the one hurting me, I’d be ok with that.”
“What the…”
Kiwook was only half-joking and Hyoyoung knew this. She blushed and avoided his gaze, only focusing on his wound.
After cleaning the wound initially with tap water, she started pouring saline over it to make sure. Hyoyoung then applied antibacterial cream everywhere.
She realized that the wound surface area was so large that she couldn’t just put a bandage on it. So Hyoyoung grabbed a long piece of sheer gauze to wrap his arm gently and taped it at the end.
She worked professionally and without hesitation; Kiwook was impressed.
“You are very good at this, you could be a nurse.”
“It’s because I had a lot of practice. My brother got hurt all the time and when our parents weren’t home, I had to take care of him.”
“I see. I’m jealous.”
“Well, don’t be.”
While Hyoyoung worked on his bandage, Kiwook lightly put his good arm around her waist. Hyoyoung flinched in shock and froze.
Kiwook whispered, “I’m glad that I can still hug you with my good arm.”
Hyoyoung laughed quietly but didn’t say anything. When she remained quiet, Kiwook looked up at her and asked, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
Hyoyoung just stared at Kiwook for a minute. When Kiwook didn’t look away, Hyoyoung gently squeezed his arm and leaned towards him.
Kiwook swallowed audibly as he realized what she was doing.
Hyoyoung kissed his forehead.
After a short silence, she said to him, “This is payback. And next time I’m gonna kiss you again, but not on your forehead.”
Hyoyoung turned her focus back to his arm and continued to work on the bandage. Her voice was confident, but her ears were bright red. Kiwook also coughed awkwardly.
Afterward, Hyoyoung announced, “I’m done with your arm. Let’s have a look at your leg now.”
“Huh? My leg is fine. I can take care of it.”
“You only have one good arm now, so how are you going to? Just let me have a look at it.”
When Hyoyoung insisted, Kiwook hesitantly showed her his leg. She exclaimed when she saw it.
“Oh my god, it’s so swollen. I hope it’s not broken!”
She was about to touch his leg when the bathroom door burst open and Hyojun barged in.
He announced loudly, “I will take a look. I hurt my ankle all the time from playing sports, so I know what to do.”
Hyojun pushed Hyoyoung out of the room and sat down in front of Kiwook.
When Hyojun looked at his leg, Kiwook said to him, “This is awkward.”
“Why? What is there to be awkward about? We took care of each other’s injures all the time before since high school.”
“I know, still… man, when you think about it, we went through a lot together.”
“Yeah, we’ve known each other for a long time. Kiwook, I am begging you. Please don’t make me regret knowing you.”
“Hyojun…”
“There is no need for a bandage for your leg. Just spray the area with the numbing spray and wear a compression sock over it. And I guess you won’t be able to participate in our dance practice today.”
After Hyojun left, Kiwook murmured, “Don’t make him regret knowing me… he is so scary.”
Kiwook limped out to the living room where everyone was waiting for him.
Jiwoo asked, “Hey, Kiwook, are you gonna be ok? What about the live show tonight?”
“I’m fine. We need to do that show no matter what since we have to address this situation.”
“The online post that Hyoyoung uploaded is gaining a lot of attention right now.”
“Oh, I changed my phone number, so update it on your phones, ok? I am only telling you people here and my family. I will inform the CEO later.”
“By the way, Hyoyoung, where did you go to write this?”
“Me? Bongcheon-dong.”
“That far?”
“There’s a PC room located in an isolated area. Minimum CCTVs and street cameras around.”
“How do you know about that place?”
“Don’t ask. The less you know, the better. There are many crazy secrets only we high schoolers know.”
“Sorry to interrupt everyone, but I think it’s time we get dressed and ready for the show…”
“Oh, what should we wear?”
When the topic of fashion came up, all the guys turned to Hyoyoung.
She easily replied, “You said today’s theme is dance, right? Then just wear white t-shirts and either black or blue jeans. Let’s keep it simple and neat.”
The guys nodded without question and went to their rooms. Kiwook, however, hesitated.
Hyoyoung asked, “What’s wrong, Oppa?”
“My arm… can you help me get dressed?”
“Oh, right. Sure, I’ll help.”
Hyoyoung and Kiwook went into his room.
It was just the two of them.
Alone.
She went through his suitcase and found a clean-looking shirt and a pair of pants. She then helped him take off his clothes without touching his injured arm.
Kiwook’s lean and muscular body appeared in front of her eyes. His six-pack was perfect. His skin was smooth and flawless. It was so pale that the veins underneath were visible; they looked like blue tree branches.
Hyoyoung quickly grabbed the white t-shirt and placed it over his head. She couldn’t make eye contact with him because she felt embarrassed.
She pulled down the shirt slowly.
His straight forehead, perfect nose, and warm eyes…
His smooth cheeks and lips…
Then his strong neck and chest…
Hyoyoung couldn’t breathe as she enjoyed the view, and Kiwook watched her silently. In fact, his eyes looked seductive as he smiled at her knowingly.
Hyoyoung murmured, “Your arm… be careful so you don’t hurt yourself. Put your arm here slowly…”
Without a word, he followed her instructions. The shirt Hyoyoung chose for him was perfect.
Then, she picked up his pants and murmured, “Next, your pants…”