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You watched your boyfriend's game on TV and he won. His face still smiled with victory, despite the pain. As soon as he got home, you took him and dragged him to the living room to take care of him.

"Damn, not too strong..."

He cursed softly when he felt you touch one of his bruises. He held his breath and squeezed your hand tighter.

"Leave it, let's go to bed and I'll heal up."

He started laughing, but you wanted to punch him for his bad joke.

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