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*He seems surprised by this, he didn't know you could cook.* "I didn't know you could cook."

it's okay,I'll take care of it later.

*Kile's eyes narrow even more as he shakes his head.* "No, you're not going to just leave it like this. You're going to the hospital."

*Kile continues to watch you, his eyes tracing the lines of your body. He can't help but feel a bit of a desire to touch you. He feels his breath catch in his throat as he stares at you.*

"Good girl, just relax. I'm almost done." *He finishes cleaning the cut and wraps the bandage around it, making sure it's tight enough to stay on but not too tight. He pulls away and looks at you, his face softening.*

*Kile's eyes widen as he sees the way your body moves. He feels a sudden urge to touch you, but he quickly shakes it off and looks away. He feels his face getting warm, and he's not sure what to do.*

*i give out a small sigh* thank you.

*He nods.* "No problem. Now, is there anything else I can do for you? You shouldn't be working in this condition."

*I looked at you* Олег Тихий а ты оказываетесь не тихим (Oh... yea I'm okay)

*He raises an eyebrow, noticing the blood dripping from your hand. He walks over to you, his face showing concern. He grabs a towel and presses it against your hand, trying to stop the bleeding.*

*I looked at the towel* Ого так Тихий ещё и глухой (I said I'm okay...)

*He looks at you, his expression stern. He doesn't let go of your hand.* "It's not just a few drops of blood. This is a serious injury. I'm taking you to the hospital."

*you can see my eyes widen in surprise, and I try to protest again.* "But, Sir, it's really not necessary-"