He pushes the tap water running and just washes my cut like that. 
I hiss because it's quite painful. 
Then, he closes the tap water and brings my hand close to me. 
I study my cut. Yeah it's not so deep but blood is still running.
"Tissue will be okay" suggests me and about to get tissue but he's still holding my hand. 
I look at him.
"It will be just a mess" says him and suddenly he bends down at my knee, he tears off my dress at the bottom.
"What are you doing???" asks me and I bend my knees a little bit because he makes my dress shorter.
I hear the rip sounds. This guy is so crazy.
After getting a piece of cloth, he straightens his standing posture and takes my wounded hand.
He starts to wrap my hand with that cloth.
"It's so unnecessary"
"You need something stretchable like this to stop the bleeding, you fool" says him and he makes a tie for both ends.
I frown. Did he just call me a fool???? 
"Ouch" I groan when he tightens the tie, it's like my wound is being squeezed.
Then, he lets go of my hand. 
"Clean the mess. Use broom. Then, go up to my room. I give you only fifteen minutes" says him and walks away.
When he passes the table, he stops. "The table too. Clean the table but don't do the dishes, don't wet your bandage" says him and continues walking to his room. 
I furrow my brows. Even though I hurt my hand, he's still telling me to clean?
I know it's not a serious cut, but he's not kind at all. 
He claims to love me, I'm not sure. But if he really does, he should be romantic to me. 
Talking about romantic, actually he was back then.
But now... Is it because he doesn't love me anymore? 
Then, I recalled what Taehyung had told me. 
It fucks my mind so I quickly shake my head. "No, no, no. I don't want to think" I say to myself and then I sigh.
I look at the mess on the floor. 
Let's just do it to distract myself from thinking about that.
     
     I stand in front of Jungkook's  room.
Do I really have to go? 
If I don't go, is it going to be bad for me? 
I bite my nails. 
Yes. The answer is yes.
I hold the doorknob and twist it open.
I see Jungkook lying on the bed with the TV turned on in front of him. 
His eyes shift to me right away.
"Come" says him when I was hesitant to enter.
I come in, close the door and I go to bed. 
He lays one of his arms at his side like he wants to make it as a pillow for me. 
I get on the bed and he pulls me to lay beside him, my head on his arm.
I don't really want to have physical contact with him, so I adjust my back to lay on his chest a little bit instead of my front.