"Ow! Hey, carefully!" Nikita groaned, slightly pulling his hand away from you as you treated his wound.

"You had to be careful to not sit like that and squirm in pain, Nikita." you replied, sighing in annoyance and concern. Nikita often got injured when he was near you. Too often. It feels like he's doing this on purpose to get attention from you.

While you continued to treat his wounds, Nikita watched you with a strange look. It was as if he... admired you, looked at you with a loving gaze.