bruises (t-ara, eunjung/hyomin)
bruises
group: t-ara
pairing: eunjung/hyomin
length: drabble
notes: nah
Eunjung ‘s gaze flicks at the limping figure in exact the second it enters the changing room.
“Hyomin?!” she cries out, worry debauching her features as she rushes over to the girl but she can’t manage to catch her before she falls on the nearest chair. Eunjung crouches in front of her and doesn’t need to look twice to notice all the dark spots decorating all over Hyomin’s legs.
“Jesus Christ, what happened to you?” Eunjung hisses, the sight of the bruises scaring her but Hyomin just waves a hand dismissively, forcing a weak smile on her lips.
“I just tripped, that’s all.”
“Again?!” the older wails and shakes her head, disapprovingly clicking her tongue as she stands up and turns her head around. “Wait here, I’ll bring a few things to patch you up.” Hyomin murmurs a soft ‘thank you’ and Eunjung hurriedly searches through the cabinets, soon finding a first aid kit which she grabs along a pack of ice from the small fridge before returning to her groupmate.
“How did you even fall over? It’s a trot song, its choreo is nothing intense, or anything. Besides, haven’t I told you to wait for me? We’re going to perform it together, after all,” Eunjung scolds and Hyomin’s cheeks turn red.
“I know… I’m sorry, unnie, I was just bored and I thought I would use my free time well and…” the younger murmurs, her eyes fixated on a large white-yellow-ish spot that is the top of Eunjung’s head. “I just tangled up in all the cables so I tripped and I also pulled some of the devices with me as well as the cables,” she finishes and Eunjung exhales a deep sigh.
“You are so clumsy, Hyominnie,” she shakes her head as she presses the ice lightly against one of the dark spots to which Hyomin reacts with a soft whimper.
“That hurts.”
“I know it does, I’m trying to do it carefully,” Eunjung interrupts and moves forward, making sure to apply cold treatment to all the bruises, every touch provoking another hiss from the patient but she ignores all of them.
One second or two and the sounds die out as Hyomin gets used to the touches. She now realizes how gentle and delicate they are, how hard Eunjung’s trying to be careful not to hurt her. The thought puts a smile on Hyomin’s face. Eunjung’s always been like that; caring and loving, the one who always takes good care and nurtures the other members, including her, especially because probably she’s the one who requires it the most. If only she wasn’t so clumsy…
Then again, if she wasn’t, she wouldn’t be able to enjoy these short but pleasant treatments from Eunjung.
“There we go,” the older rises up as soon as she finishes going through all the bruises. “Is it better?”
Hyomin just nods, her attention having been already distracted by something else rather than the injuries, that else being the one who treated them. The younger stares at the blonde as she leans down and leaves a soft peck right next to her biggest bruise and she feels her cheeks flushing with heat again.
“That makes it a lot better,” she suddenly murmurs and Eunjung blinks, taking a few seconds before she breaks out in a smile.
“Ah, is that so?” A soft chuckle slips off Eunjung’s tongue that Hyomin finds exceptionally adorable. The older dips her head again and presses a soft peck on a few more bruises, causing Hyomin’s cheeks to become darker than the red scarf hung up behind her.
“It’ll be enough, unnie…” Hyomin lets out an awkward giggle. Of course it won’t, Hyomin disagrees mentally, but she doesn’t want to admit that to Eunjung. The older nods, that typical baekgu smile still gracing her lips when she stands up and extends a hand for Hyomin, who takes it and gets up from the chair as well, linking her arms with her unnie.
For a second, Hyomin seriously considers tripping again just to get a few more kisses.
group: t-ara
pairing: eunjung/hyomin
length: drabble
notes: nah
Eunjung ‘s gaze flicks at the limping figure in exact the second it enters the changing room.
“Hyomin?!” she cries out, worry debauching her features as she rushes over to the girl but she can’t manage to catch her before she falls on the nearest chair. Eunjung crouches in front of her and doesn’t need to look twice to notice all the dark spots decorating all over Hyomin’s legs.
“Jesus Christ, what happened to you?” Eunjung hisses, the sight of the bruises scaring her but Hyomin just waves a hand dismissively, forcing a weak smile on her lips.
“I just tripped, that’s all.”
“Again?!” the older wails and shakes her head, disapprovingly clicking her tongue as she stands up and turns her head around. “Wait here, I’ll bring a few things to patch you up.” Hyomin murmurs a soft ‘thank you’ and Eunjung hurriedly searches through the cabinets, soon finding a first aid kit which she grabs along a pack of ice from the small fridge before returning to her groupmate.
“How did you even fall over? It’s a trot song, its choreo is nothing intense, or anything. Besides, haven’t I told you to wait for me? We’re going to perform it together, after all,” Eunjung scolds and Hyomin’s cheeks turn red.
“I know… I’m sorry, unnie, I was just bored and I thought I would use my free time well and…” the younger murmurs, her eyes fixated on a large white-yellow-ish spot that is the top of Eunjung’s head. “I just tangled up in all the cables so I tripped and I also pulled some of the devices with me as well as the cables,” she finishes and Eunjung exhales a deep sigh.
“You are so clumsy, Hyominnie,” she shakes her head as she presses the ice lightly against one of the dark spots to which Hyomin reacts with a soft whimper.
“That hurts.”
“I know it does, I’m trying to do it carefully,” Eunjung interrupts and moves forward, making sure to apply cold treatment to all the bruises, every touch provoking another hiss from the patient but she ignores all of them.
One second or two and the sounds die out as Hyomin gets used to the touches. She now realizes how gentle and delicate they are, how hard Eunjung’s trying to be careful not to hurt her. The thought puts a smile on Hyomin’s face. Eunjung’s always been like that; caring and loving, the one who always takes good care and nurtures the other members, including her, especially because probably she’s the one who requires it the most. If only she wasn’t so clumsy…
Then again, if she wasn’t, she wouldn’t be able to enjoy these short but pleasant treatments from Eunjung.
“There we go,” the older rises up as soon as she finishes going through all the bruises. “Is it better?”
Hyomin just nods, her attention having been already distracted by something else rather than the injuries, that else being the one who treated them. The younger stares at the blonde as she leans down and leaves a soft peck right next to her biggest bruise and she feels her cheeks flushing with heat again.
“That makes it a lot better,” she suddenly murmurs and Eunjung blinks, taking a few seconds before she breaks out in a smile.
“Ah, is that so?” A soft chuckle slips off Eunjung’s tongue that Hyomin finds exceptionally adorable. The older dips her head again and presses a soft peck on a few more bruises, causing Hyomin’s cheeks to become darker than the red scarf hung up behind her.
“It’ll be enough, unnie…” Hyomin lets out an awkward giggle. Of course it won’t, Hyomin disagrees mentally, but she doesn’t want to admit that to Eunjung. The older nods, that typical baekgu smile still gracing her lips when she stands up and extends a hand for Hyomin, who takes it and gets up from the chair as well, linking her arms with her unnie.
For a second, Hyomin seriously considers tripping again just to get a few more kisses.