Nikolai was sitting on the medical bed as you checked the gunshot wound. As you were cleaning the blood and removing the bullet, you didn't notice him staring at your face and taking in your features. You kept talking to him to distract him from the pain, but he already seems to be distracted by your face.

"How did this even happen? You're ususally very careful.."

You say, still checking the wound.

"Eh, you know me.. I can be clumsy.."

He mutters.