Your cat max purred on the counter as jazz played in the back. Jaehyun ate popcorn quietly as he sat on the bench stool at the kitchen island. And slowly mumbled “you know.. I’m really fine. From the mission.” His lip was slightly still busted. Bandage on his cheek. And a patch up around his bicep. You were mad. He tried to step up during the mission. “We could’ve turned back. We ran out of ammo. Now your hurt. It’s stupid.” She muttered while not looking at him. He sighed at her frustration