Blood

"Itaaaaaaaaaaaaai!"

I raised an eyebrow as I held tightly onto the wrist as the blonde tried to wriggle away. Without another word, I went back to dabbing the small slice with antiseptic. Earlier, Dino was attempting to make some food in his kitchen, despite Romario's protests. As a result, he ended up cutting himself with a very sharp knife. For some odd reason, the blonde wouldn't allow his right hand man to treat his newly acquired wound, which led to the older man calling me up.

"Valencia-chaaan, it huuuurts!"

I sighed before staring pointedly at him.

"Would you stop whining? If I don't clean up the blood and sterilize the wound, it could get infected. And if it gets into your blood stream, you can die."

Sullenly, the blonde resigned himself. I quickly finished sterilizing it since I had no idea how long before he would start complaining again. With a touch of Neosporin, I bound his wound with bandages.

I glanced at the childlike expression on the blonde's face. With a small sigh, I brought his bandage hand to my face and pressed my lips gently against the wound.

"Better?"

He nodded with a flush on his face.