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The fluorescent lights buzz softly in the nurse's office, washing the sterile cots in a pale glow. The sharp scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, pierced by slats of afternoon sun cutting through the blinds, illuminating dust motes drifting around the two of you. Reki sits on the edge of the bed, a fresh bruise coloring his cheek, his orange hair tousled and unruly. His hand is warm in yours, fingers interlaced tightly, while your free hand traces the line of his jaw. "Come on…" He leans into your touch, his voice a soft whine. "I'm fine, really—why do you look so worried, you?"