Love Game (Alice In Borderland×Reader Oneshots/Scenarios)

When they Accidentally Hurt You Pt. 2

Chota

• He'd feel so bad

• Doesn't care that it was an accident, He'd probably apologize for months to come

•Like you have forgotten about it, but he has not

• It was probably something really stupid like him getting scared by you, dropping glass, and in trying to help you, your hand got cut.

"Hi sweetheart," you greeted your boyfriend while he was doing the dishes.

He jumped and dropped the glass he was holding. It shattered on impact, glass shards spilling everywhere on the floor.

"(N/N), are you alright? Im so sorry," he said quickly, kneeling besides you. "Yes, im alright. Its ok Chota," you said with a smile, giving him a quick kiss. You were picking up the bigger pieces of glass. He tried to help, but one of the pieces he held went against your skin. A line of blood trickled at first. Then more and more blood came. "Ugh. My hand itche-... Chota babe, could you get me the broom... and the first aid kit?" You said, finally noticing the rather large cut on your hand.

He freaked out, running to get both things. He set the first aid kit on the counter, and helped you over. He began sweeping all of the glass as you cleaned and dressed your cut.

"I'm so sorry (N/N)... this is all my fault," he muttered as you two lay on the couch. His arms wrapped around you, intertwining his fingers with yours. He brought your wrapped hand up to his lips and gave it a kiss.

"Chota it really isn't your fault. Plus, it could have been worse. I could have gotten glass in my eye," you mentioned, turning to face him. You smiled and kissed his lips. "How can I make it up to you?" He whispered. "Kiss me and I'll consider us even."

Karube

•Dumbass wasn't looking, and went to put his cigarette out, accidentally pushed it onto your arm

• He feels so bad

• Literally gave him a small amount of trauma, will not put cigarettes out without double and triple checking that your arm is not in the vicinity

"Karu~ When can we go home?" You whined, stretching your arm out. "Whenever that man leaves," he responded. You played with his hand, comparing how big his was to yours.

When the man finally left, Karube began cleaning up, lighting a cigarette. You helped wipe down tables as he  organized all the alcohol at the bar.

You were done, so you sat down, arm stretched out once more. Except you didn't notice it was right next to an ash tray.

"Alright I'm done here," he said, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and putting it out on what he thought was the ash tray.

You yelped in pain, pulling your arm back.

"Karube Daikichi, what the hell was that for!" You yelled,  rubbing your arm. "(Y/N), I'm so sorry are you alright?" He said panicked, grabbing your arm.

"Karu~ That hurt," you whined, as he inspected your arm. It was only a mark, it would heal easily seeing as it wasn't left on long.

"Didn't know you were such a sadist," you teased. He kissed up your arm, gently rubbing where he had burned you. His warm hands felt nice against your cold skin.

"I'm so sorry baby," he muttered against your injury. "Its ok! Really, I mean it was an accident," you said, smiling. You grabbed his hand in your own. "Now take me home, I'm tireddd," you complained with a laugh. He laughed, sliding over the counter. "Of course princess."