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“Why would you be sorry?” There was a indignant note to the question that Shun couldn’t even suppress, but the pause that ensued made clear he regretted his tone. “Ah, sorry… Again. Just, uh. Just let me…”
As careful as possible, he placed the gauze over Hyoga’s swollen eye, before gently applying a little pressure with the ice bag. For a moment, he worried about hurting or even burning the already sore skin, but the mere thought of hurting Hyoga, of all people, with ice actually drew a quiet chuckle from his chest.
There was nothing funny, however, about seeing that face ruined like that – especially when it was because of him.
“… I should have talked to him, I guess. Beforehand.”
As still as he could be, Hyoga let Shun clean his bruise and take care of him. It was strange that sensation, abeit he felt a huge pain in his face, the soft touches of Shun’s careful fingers felt good on his heated skin.
“How could you know he would react like this? Besides... he is your brother, I kind of understand his worries about you, he just...” With a loud sigh, Hyoga caught Shun’s hand between his. “I would never hurt you. You know it, don’t you? And I am sorry, yes, for making things between you two more difficult.”
