Page 81 of Damian & Jun, Episodes 13-16

Jun grimaced. That didn’t sound great. “Everyone all right?”

Mi Hi nodded. “Maleko will need a doctor, but he’ll be all right. Geun is taking a moment. He was caught up in it.”

“I’ll go check on him.”

“We put him in your room, the one with a view of the river at the end.”

Jun signaled Jamal that he was heading to the back. Jamal nodded and dropped in behind him.

“Maleko got hurt?” Jun asked, when they were in the hallway alone.

“Chair to the head. He’s bruised, but it missed his eye and didn’t break his nose.”

“Good.” Jun shook his head. “I’m glad that’s all that’s happened.”

Jamal opened the door and Jun went in. Yohei was already there, sitting beside Geun, holding one cold pack to Geun’s head and one to Geun’s hand. Neither of their security were with them.

“How bad is it?” Jun said.

Geun shrugged.

“It’s a solid bruise to a knuckle,” Yohei answered. He pulled the ice off and showed the purple mark.

“It’s fine,” Geun said. “We’ve had worse in practice. That last one was really not going quietly.”

“Yes, we’ve had worse.” Jun pulled up a chair and took Geun’s hand in both of his, turning it this way and that. “And we take care of ourselves if that happens. At least, we do now.” He looked up into Geun’s eyes. For a moment, it looked like Geun was going to argue, his lips tight, his forehead furrowed. Then he sighed and looked away, capitulating. “I’m fine, really.”

“Dude, we’re way more worried about your head than your hand,” Yohei snorted.

“I know.” Geun’s shoulders dropped and he looked down at the ground. Jun stood and Yohei let Jun check where Geun had been hit. The skin had split, but not badly. For the moment, his hair would cover it.

“I heard the guy was using a chair.”

“Caught me with one of the legs,” Geun grumbled. “It was fucked up, okay, but it wasn’t bad. Maleko is the one who really got the worst of it. Well, him and the police officer. They had to carry the officer out. I don’t know if he was okay. But I’m fine. Give me a glove and I can go back out.”

Jun sighed. Of all the outfits in the room, he was the only one who had gloves. He pulled one off and gave it to Geun. “Here. Now everyone is going to think we’re dating.”

Geun’s lips twitched and his eyes crinkled up a little. “I’ll tell them you’re adding me to your harem.”

Jun snorted and offered Geun a hand up. Yohei rose with them. He met Yohei’s eyes. Stay with him? he asked his second silently. Yohei inclined his head, taking on the task. He tossed the cold packs to the side out of sight.

“One more round. Mi Hi can get them to start early, then we’re getting your head looked at and getting some rest. There’s nothing scheduled tomorrow,” Jun said.

“What happened to sleeping for a week?” Geun groaned.

“No matter how many times you threaten to do that, you never sleep more than sixteen hours,” Jun patted Geun’s arm. Too bad they were probably going to have to keep waking him up to check for a concussion.

Geun smothered a yawn. “I’ll just lay there and look pretty.”

“Take a picture and have Mi Hi tell me you’re working,” Jun ribbed him.

Yohei chuckled. “That would be working.”

“We need to get you covered, now that Maleko is down for the count,” Jamal said to Geun. “Timothy should be free.” He spoke into his headset and got confirmation. “Jun, can you stay here? We don’t want you all re-entering at the same time without any returning guests, and you were the last one to leave, so you should be the last one to go back. There’s still one more arrest to make.”

Jun nodded.

Yohei and Geun headed out to the hallway where Timothy met them. Jamal and Timothy spoke for a moment with the door to the room open, then Timothy left with Geun and Yohei. Jun looked out at the water through the glass and sighed, dropping down into a chair.