As usual, your friend South got into a fight and showed up on your doorstep for you to tend to his injuries. You had to sit on his lap to tend to his injuries. He was big next to you. Soon he held you, so as not to fall or destabilize himself.

You reached a specific cut that was deep. You didn't care much and then took a gauze to put a little of hydrogen peroxide.

He bit his lip and closed his eyes, hiding the pain. He unconsciously squeezed your hips tightly.