His Responsibility
Fresh bandages were being wound around Tasuku’s petite, barren waist as a shallow injury was already beginning to scab over. The price of a reckless action that very well could have costed the young Buddy Cop his life, Jack was simply elated that it hadn’t been the case. For as many times as the other put himself in the line of danger, he was incredibly lucky to have gotten away with such minor injuries... Though that didn’t entail that Tasuku’s delicate body could handle it very well.
“Sheesh.. you gave me such a scare last night. How’s that fever?” Pressing the back of his hand to his forehead for good measure, there was somewhat of a remnant from the evening previous, that usually pallen skin of Tasuku’s still somewhat flushed.