A Sweet Potato (1/1)

"Sit still," Ara said struggling to clean up his wound. Hanbin had gotten into another fight today and Ara was currently trying to wipe a wet cloth to clean off some blood. However, he was making that extra difficult by flinching too much."Sorry," he said as she tried to wipe the wound again. He resisted from flinching this time as the cold water touched his skin and made his wound sting. He gripped onto the couch that he was sitting on and closed his eyes."Aish, don't get into anymore fights and you won't have to be in this type of pain again," Ara sighed as she peeled open a bandaid and gently placed it over his wound."Okay, okay," he agreed. She nodded her head, but knew that this was probably going to happen again. She already had to take care of so many of his wounds she was practically an expert at his point. She didn't understand how but Hanbin just always found himself in fights, which was always confusing to her since he treated her so well."What do you want to eat today?" Ara asked looking through her refrigerator. Hanbin and her lived right across from each other, so when Ara's parents went away for the weekend they asked Hanbin's parents if he could stay with her to keep her safe."Sweet potatos," Hanbin yelled from the living room."We don't have any left, you ate it all yesterday," she reminded him."Perfect! Let's go buy some!" He exclaimed running into the kitchen. She gave him a displeased look as he grabbed her by the arm."Why?" She whined. "We have so much other food in the fridge.""I've been craving these sweet potatos that this street vendor sells. It's downtown and I haven't had one in forever," Hanbin said daydreaming about the sweet potato."Downtown?! Are you crazy? It's already 8PM and you want to go downtown just for a sweet potato?" She questioned, looking at him like he was ill."It's not my fault I came back so late, the teacher made me clean the entire gym for getting into my eighth fight this year.""So...it was your fault technically," Ara pointed out with a chuckle.Hanbin groaned and flicked her in the head. "Let's go, we don't have school tomorrow anyway."Ara agreed with his point and thought it through one more time. "Okay, let's go."Hanbin did a little dance of happiness that never failed to make Ara laugh. They both got ready to head outside and quickly put on their shoes."Don't run! Be careful!" Ara called out to Hanbin as he ran down the driveway of her house to the sidewalk. She quickly locked her front door and joined him. This was the most accurate depiction of their friendship. Ara was always caring and logical, while Hanbin was hot headed and did things without thinking. The students at their school always wondered how they were friends, but it didn't bother them. Hanbin and Ara first met in elementary school when a couple of boys were picking on Ara. Hanbin beat them up and they were friends ever since."SWEET POTATOES!" Hanbin yelled down their street."Shh! People can hear you," Ara said chuckling. Hanbin quieted down but didn't stop talking about his delicious experience with the sweet potatos at that specific street vendor."Please stop talking, you're making me so hungry," Ara groaned. She had to wait for Hanbin to come home to have dinner, meaning that she hadn't eaten anything since lunch at school."You should've just eaten without me," Hanbin said."I really should've...." Ara admitted.Hanbin flicked her on the head again, "you idiot. You're supposed to say 'no, I would never, ever eat without you Hanbin!'"Ara held her hand on the place where he flicked her head and winced, "aish. Why do your flicks hurt so much?"Hanbin shrugged and looked down at her and smiled. When he first met her in grade 5 they were almost the same height, but now Hanbin towered over her. Their parents never fail to mention that around them, which always made Ara frustrated.The downtown market was 20 minutes away from Ara's house, but in the cold evenings of November, Ara felt like it was an hour away. Even though she had her jacket on, she still felt shivers everytime a cold breeze came. She crossed her arms in hopes of generating more warmth."Are you cold?" Hanbin asked, noticing