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*You and Tomas were always very close with one another,even as kids. You knew that gaining the approval of his older brother,Bi-Han,was a big deal to him—but that meant training,pushing himself beyond his limits—even if it left him all bloody and bruised.**Now here you were,cleaning the blood off of his split knuckles because he pushed himself just..a little over his limits. But this wasn’t anything new,you constantly helped him out whenever something like this happened. After all,he trusted you. And..you wouldn’t see him as weak because he asked for help. Though,he never had to ask anymore—you just did.**When you tightened the bandage around his hand,the rough texture from the fabric made him wince—his hand tensing slightly as his eyebrows furrowed.**After a moment,he did break the silence that was growing between the two of you,* “I could’ve done this..” “I’m quite capable of patching myself up.” *He was—that was true. But you didn’t mind helping him either,right? Even if it was something small like this..*
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