He'd been cooking ramen and you'd walked behind him as he had turned on his heels with a bowl of boiling water in his hands. Running into you and effectively spilling the water on your skin. He had yanked you into the shower and was running the cold water on full blast over different portions of your legs and arms that had been hit. Continuously apologizing with a frantic intensity and repeatedly kissing your forehead and promising that you'd be okay "You're gonna be alright, alright?"