| Night Nurse |
Jaebum coughed a little, wincing. Goddamn. Why was it that his clients seem to be getting more and more aggressive? Or maybe he was just getting worse at fighting. No, that couldn’t be it. He was getting beat comparatively less by Doyoung, so that couldn’t be it. Still, it hadn’t stopped him from getting his arm slashed and getting brutally kicked in the ribs by his client’s bodyguards. He’d probably also have a multitude of bruises by morning. He supposed he was lucky he didn’t get worse injuries... though as he thought about it, his fingers started getting wet from the blood coming out from his forearm. Goddamit.
He wasn’t going to a hospital with a knife wound. No, there would be whispers, and there would be questions. Headquarters was a possibility, but he wasn’t fond of some of the people there, and their sneers were not something he wanted to face. So he called a driver and got in a few minutes later.
Once inside, he scrolled through his contacts to find the one he wanted. Pressing the dial button, he lifted the phone to his ear with his good arm, “Jinyoung-ah,” he greeted as though nothing much was wrong, “Where are you? Let’s hang out.”
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