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Started October 04, 2022 by Deleted user

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Hours later, he returns, smelling of dirt, alcohol and body odor.

2 minutes before midnight, as a matter of fact.

Nikki was half asleep on the couch staring at a corner near the door she jumped a little when he walked inside and she looked at him her eyes struggling to focus

He doesn't seem to notice Nikki, simply tumbling into his bedroom and closing the door quietly.

He doesn't come back out.

Nikki sat up carefully and made her way over to jo's door and knocked on it "jo? Are you okay?"

The door swings open at Nikki's touch.

Jo was standing in front of the window, shirtless.

Bruises were visibly blooming on his skin, and there was spots of blood on him.

Nikki jerks a little as the door swings open and her eyes land on jo instantly she feels a chill run over her and she stepped inside "jo..i told you to stay here." She whined softly and she stepped closer to him

"단지. . . 물러나, 알았지? 더 이상 가까이 오지 마세요. 당신은보고 싶지 않아." Jo whispers, not turning to face Nikki.

"조…무슨 일이 있었는지 말해줘…" she whispered as she walked up to him and reaching her arm out to touch his shoulder

Jo jerks away from Nikki's touch.

"제발. . . 내 사랑. . . 내가 다치는 걸 보고 싶지 않다면 지금 당장 방에서 나가. . ." he murmurs.

"괜찮으면 좋겠어…" she spoke softly as she reached for him again

Jo lets her hand touch him, shivering.

"난 가끔 당신이 존나 싫어. . ." he whispers. He wasn't sure if he was kidding or not.

"조용히 하지마, 이제 뒤돌아봐." She said softly and her hand rested gently on Jo's shoulder

Jo hesitantly starts to turn.

The bruising was much worse on his chest and face.

And part of where the blood was from became clear: gunshot wounds, to his stomach.

"보다? 나는 당신이 그것을 보고 싶지 않을 것이라고 말했다." he says with a bitter smile.

Nikki shuddered when he turned but composed herself "honey, i-i can't fix this i don't have the supplies.."

Jo sighs.

"I know that. Just get me some tweezers, and a fuck ton of bandages. And cover your ears." he sighs, before pausing.

"And get my something wooden or metal to bite down on." he adds.

"No, Jo I'm skilled enough to do that, i've only ever stitched a wound of my own…im not doing this we have to go to a hospital- your friend that kid doctor him he can help."

"He's blackout drunk right now and in even worse condition than I am. I'm getting these bullets out, and you are not going to watch or do it for me." Jo replies, hard yet gently.

"Jo you're going to do it you won't be able to….there's too many…" she looked up at him a pained expression saying that she'd be doing this whether he liked it or not

"I will be able to do it. I've done it with shotgun pellets, I can do it with 9 mil rounds." Jo snaps.

"I can pick you up and lock you out of the house, you know." he adds, softer this time.