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@D.O The worry Luhan felt for the other male was probably too obsessive for what he should've been feeling, but Luhan couldn't help but feel that way for reasons even he himself didn't know. The way that the other chewed his lip made Luhan feel like he was being more of a burden than a help. "I...I know this is weird," Luhan hesitated, slowly moving the other's leg away from his lap, hoping the other would feel more at ease, "especially since I'm a complete stranger, but I could take you to the hospital? Just to get it checked out? I mean, I could wrap it up myself, but you'd probably feel...er...safer...if you were at the hospital?" Luhan suggested. Even if the other didn't feel at ease with him, he at least wanted to make sure the other would be okay. "I'm Luhan, by the way" he offered with a small smile.

@Luhan Kyungsoo shook his head quickly at the other's words, trying to reassure him that it really didn't hurt that bad. Maybe it did, but he definitely didn't want to appear as the fragile damsel-in-distress. "It's really not that bad," he insisted, looking up at the other man to half-plead with his eyes. He continued to chew at his lip as the stranger told him of how he knew first aid, knowing that there really wasn't much one could do for an injured ankle other than wrap it. But there definitely wasn't any tenser bandage anywhere in the park. "I think I may have just twisted it the wrong way and sprained it," he said, laughing nervously. "I don't know what you could possibly do for me."

@D.O Looking away from the swollen ankle to the other's face, Luhan saw the slightly pained expression, and was pretty sure that the pain was more than what the other male said to be. Just seeing how swollen it was, Luhan knew best not to try to move it, let alone touch it, and was careful not to make any movements that might hurt the other. "I'm pretty sure it hurts more than that..." Luhan trailed off, still worried, "I know some first aid, I could help, if you wanted." Luhan wasn't sure if the other would agree, especially since they had yet to make any real eye contact since they started speaking.

@Luhan Without seemingly second guessing himself, the other man sat down in front of Kyungsoo and pulled his leg gently into his lap. Kyungsoo's eyes widened at the bold action, but he didn't pull away, because he had to admit that he may have possibly needed help, even if he didn't want to. He winced when a soft hand dragged itself against the skin of his swelling heel, continuing to stare at his lap because he couldn't bare looking the other in the eyes in such a state. It didn't particularly hurt, because the other was clearly taking much care and being as gentle as possible, but his ankle felt nonetheless tender. "It's not that bad," he replied, biting at his lower lip nervously. He'd felt worse, but he was definitely in pain.

@D.O Based on the flinch Luhan noted from the other boy, he feared that he had scared him, but Luhan relaxed when the other spoke. The blush that panned out on the other's cheeks was adorable, and Luhan had to restrain himself from touching them. He had a small figure, he noticed, and endearing eyes. Following the other's finger to the broken branch, Luhan understood what had happened, but he didn't want to embarrass the other, even if he was wondering why a grown man was in a tree in the first place. Instead, he took a seat, gently pulling the other's leg into his lap. "Does it still hurt?" He asked, looking at the swollen ankle closely, fingertips lightly brushing the skin. He wasn't a doctor or anything, but he did know a thing or two about first aid.

@Luhan He wasn't sitting there by himself for long before he heard a voice from beside him. When he looked up from his hands, startled, his gaze was met with with a rather worried-looking man, who appeared to be more boyish looking, really, than anything. He flinched at the sudden appearance, but he was nonetheless grateful if not completely embarrassed. "I'm alright," he replied softly, face growing hot as he flushed bright red. It was the downside of being pale, really; he blushed ridiculously easily. He pointed up the broken branch dangling from he tree above him. "I-I fell," he whispered, fiddling with his hands as he looked down at his lap, ashamed. It was bad enough that he'd been so clumsy, but it was even worse that he'd been caught in the act. All he could hope was that this man hadn't actually seen his quite ungrateful fall.

@D.O Luhan had been getting some fresh air in the park, spending his free time in his favorite place. He was daydreaming, simply loving to look up at the beautifully blue sky and watch the clouds shift and morph into different shapes. But a noise broke him out of his daze, a noise that sounded like pained cry. Looking around for the source, Luhan's gaze landed on a figure on the ground beneath a tree, who seemed to be painfully inspecting his leg. Normally, Luhan may have not paid any attention, especially since the stranger didn't even call for any help, but on this day, he found his feet moving almost of their own accord to the other male. When he got close enough, the other was groaning a bit, and Luhan almost panicked, thinking the pain must have been worse than he anticipated. He immediately kneeled down, worry laced in his expression and voice. "Hey, are you okay? I saw you holding your ankle earlier, and I heard a cry of pain..."

@Luhan Kyungsoo had only been trying to climb the tree, to hide himself amongst the leaves and branches and reminisce of earlier days, if only for a moment. However he'd clearly overestimated the amount of wait that one of the branches was able to hold because he'd only taken a moment's pause before he came tumbling down to the ground in a fit of flailing limbs. He hadn't been able to help the yelp of pain that came from his lips when he landed wrong on his leg and fell to hit back. He could tell that it was not broken, but he couldn't deny the terrible pain that sourced from the limb. He at up slowly, clearly bruised in several places given the little aches of pain that occurred whenever he moved. He leaned over to inspect his leg, pulling up the cuff of his jeans, but there were no exterior wounds. It was probably just a sprained ankle. Nonetheless he knew that he wasn't able to stand on it, not right away at least. But his pride prevented him from calling for any sort of help, so he just ended up burying his head in his hands, groaning to himself.