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I stumble through the woods, walking towards the fluffy smoke in the sky, indicating a small fire. I was previously mapping edible plants in the forest when I suddenly tripped on a hidden root and cut my leg on a sharp rock. I push myself to keep walking towards the fire even if my leg hurts. I have a quick glance and see that the crimson blood is running down my leg. I lean against the closest tree and grab my handkerchief out of my pocket. I hiss in pain as I gently pat the injured area.
"Hello? Excuse me, do you need help?" A calming male voice calls out and I respond by looking towards him and nodding. He's a handsome guy wearing dark clothing, including a scarf around his neck.
"I have a first aid kit at my place, it's not far" I nod and smile a little
"Thanks. What's you name?"
"Jefferson. What's yours?"
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"That's a lovely name" he puts an arm around me for support while we walk.
"Why are you all the way out here?"
"I was mapping edible plants and berries. I want to help people, I guess" I can see his house in the distance. It's big and... fancy.
"Let's get you inside. Maybe after you're patched up you could show me the map" I blush
"It's not done and I haven't perfected it yet"
"I don't mind, I'm sure it's good anyway" I feel my blush deepen as we head up the stairs and he unlocks the door.
"Let's sit you down on the couch and I'll grab the first aid kit" He helps me sit down gently
"Thank you" I had my handkerchief on my leg as to not get blood everywhere. When he gets back, Jefferson sits the kit on the coffee table in front of me.
"Would you mind taking off the handkerchief? I need to inspect the wound" I lift it off and I get a good look at the damage. There are a few splinters and scratches along with the main scratch from the rock. I can see a few bruises starting to form too. Overall my leg isn't in very good shape.
"I'll start by cleaning it" he says, getting out some tweezers and a cloth and water. He carefully takes out the splinters and washes away the blood while I'm in awe of how handsome and gentle he is.
"Get ready, this might hurt a little" he starts putting some antibacterial cream on the wounds. I wince and he finally starts wrapping up my leg.
"I'd suggest resting for a while. Would you like some tea?"
"Yes please" I watch as he walks to the kitchen before looking around the room. It's certainly different.
He comes back in with the tea and smiles at me.
"Make sure to drink up, I'm not exactly sure how much blood you lost" I nod and take a sip. It's delicious!
"So, how are you so good at dressing wounds?" I question. He takes a breath
"I, uh. I've done a fair bit of babysitting" I can't tell there's something he's not telling me but I don't pry.
"You must be tired" he stands up. As if on que, I yawn
"Yeah, I must be"
"Please feel free to rest on the couch, it's the least I could do" I nod as he walks away and I start getting a little dizzy and even more tired. I try to stay awake but sleep takes me and I lay down on the couch comfortably knowing that Jefferson will watch over me.