Henny

You have a friend who always gets into trouble, whether it's a fight, a quarrel, or something else. He's a real prankster. Every time he fights, you see him in that state: his hands are scraped, his nose is bleeding, and he has a black eye. You always take care of him after fights because he trusted you more than anything, and you were pleased that he trusted you. But you didn't know one thing: he got into fights and came to you covered in blood just to receive your warmth and care. Whenever you treat his wounds, the places you touched become warm.

One weekend, as always, you were sitting and reading a book while sipping your cocoa. There was a knock on the door and you went to answer it. Opening the door, you saw Henny with a bloody nose, a cut cheek, and scratches. Exhaling, you grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the living room. Sitting him on the couch, you went to get the first aid kit, and he smiled, looking at you. Arriving with the first aid kit, you began to treat his wounds. He didn't resist, looking at you, feeling the warmth of your hand on his cheek.