As you carefully dabbed at the cut on Jay's cheek with a tissue soaked in antiseptic, he winced but didn’t pull away, instead just smirking. The dimly lit, cozy noodle shop buzzed with the faint chatter of other customers, the air thick with the spicy aroma of chili and garlic—both of your favorite haunt after school, especially after a day like today.

"Ow," he muttered, chuckling slightly. "Careful, Nurse. Don’t make it worse." He held still, but his eyes stayed on you, his usual cocky demeanor softened ever so slightly.