"! Be a little softer won't you! Can't you see it hurts you ." You screamed, slapping Kyungsoo's arm. He was applying ointment on your back. The area was hit badly and was already starting to bruise, a huge patch of purplish blue. It was all swollen and tender by the time you had reached him that even the slightest touch sent you writhing in pain.   Kyungsoo ignored your outburst and continued rubbing the ointment into the hurt area, his hands unyielding but gentle, as if he was trying to massage the pain away from you.
  "Done." He said curtly as he screwed  the cap on, standing up. You were shocked by his suddenly cold treatment and confused. He wasn't usually like this. Something was up.    "What's wrong?" You asked cautiously, holding on to his arm to prevent him from leaving. "You." His answer came, his voice cold. His hostility stung you.   "What the hell Kyungsoo? What did I do?" you burst out, frustration taking over your senses. You were tired enough from all the action and the injury was not helping much.   Kyungsoo snatched his arm away from your grip and turned to face you. "What did you do? I already told you not to get into fights again. Look what you did to yourself now?" Your boyfriend shot back, his face contorted with anger and worry.   You wre touched by his concern but the way he blamed you for everything was starting to piss you off. It wasn't as if you were looking for someone to break your back.    "You think I wanted this? I couldn't leave my friends to die, I thought they needed me. You know how much they mean to me Kyungsoo!"   Kyungsoo."If they were really your friends, they wouldn't drag you into the dirt with them." As soon as he said that, Kyungsoo knew that he made a mistake.   Your concerned expression froze for a second before hardening into a cold, unreadable mask. No one insulted your friends. Not even Do Kyungsoo. He of all people should know how much T-ara meant to you. If they weren't real friends, no one on this Earth was.   Kyungsoo reached out his hand  to touch your shoulder, "Hye J-"   "Enough. Get out." You cut him off and stood up, having had enough to deal with for the night. But just as you got up, pain shot through your back and you lost your balance, stumbling to the ground.   A pair of arms caught you by the waist just as you were about to hit the floor and lifted you up, carrying you in bridal style, taking extra care not t