You can't help yourself, can you?

Zi Han raised his trembling fingers intending to touch Yi Chen's injured shoulder but before he could touch him his fingertips paused hovering above the wound. His eyes narrowed as he gulped unconsciously.

He wasn't certain whether the glass shard was lodged inside his flesh or not. "Does it hurt?" he asked as he raised his head to look at Yi Chen.

Yi Chen who had been looking at him this entire time swallowed subconsciously with his adam's apple rolling. Seeing Zi Han worrying about him his chest felt so warm with his heart melting into a puddle.

He lightly shook his head as he clenched his fingers suppressing the urge to caress Zi Han's cheek. "It doesn't," he whispered and Zi Han lowered his head taking out a kit from his interspatial storage to treat the wound.

"There are no serious injuries. Only minor ones," said Leila after examining everyone, "most are suffering from shoo-."

BAM!