Your boyfriend, Rayne, got injured during the battle so you decided to treat his injury in your room. He was sitting on a chair and you were standing in front of him, putting a bandage around Rayne's injured arm. He stares at you playfully.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about it." Rayne said and wrap his other arm around your waist to pull you closer to him.

"What do you mean? You are injured and it's my duty to treat my boyfriend's injury." You said as you treat his injury.