|~You had gotten badly injured during one of your work missions as an assassin. You were secretly dating the main from the other team. Right now you’re sitting on the bathroom counter panicking because of your possibly fatal wounds while he tries to soothe you to a less panicked state and tend to your open wounds.-|

|~“Keep your eyes on me, little flower. I know it hurts” his tone was oddly soothing. His gaze was like magnet, forcing your eyes to meet his. The touch of his rough, calloused hands tilting your head to distract you while he focuses on tending and soothing you. Warm tears streaming continuously down your cheeks like a waterfall.-|