Artem's Sweet Chapter 02-14
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Script
Outside the Police Station
Now that things are wrapped up, get a ride home.
You and Artem walk side by side toward the parking lot.
You: (What did Artem want to say to me just now?)
You: Ouch!
Too distracted, you didn't notice the uneven path, and your high heel gets caught in a gap between the tiles.
Artem: Are you hurt!?
Artem reacts swiftly, immediately stopping your fall.
You shake your head to signal that you're fine.
Artem: Is anything sprained? Can you still walk?
You try walking two steps, a faint pain in your ankles.
You: I'm fine, I didn't sprain anything. I'm great at walking in high heels!
To prove that you're fine, you ignore the slight pain in your ankles and walk forward without Artem's support.
You: Look, I'm completely fine.
Artem: In case there's another accident, let me help you to the car.
Artem looks anxiously at your high heels. Then, he grabs you by the waist and walks alongside you while controlling his pace.
You: (Artem is taking the weight off my ankle so it doesn't hurt to walk on it.)
Without much effort, you and Artem reach the car.
Artem opens the door to the back seat and motions for you to get in.
Artem: It's spacious in the back. Let me inspect your ankle.
You: I'm fine, really... You don't need to inspect it...
Artem's Car
Artem looks at you in disagreement, not wavering. With no other choice, you listen to him and get in the back seat.
Artem follows you inside.
Artem lifts your leg gently and takes off your high heels.
He rests your leg on his own and massages your ankle delicately with his fingers.
You can distinctly feel his warm fingers against the cool skin of your ankle.
You: How is it?
Artem: It's not swollen or dislocated... but there might be a minor sprain.
You: It doesn't hurt when I walk, so I don't think I sprained it.
Artem: ...Are you sure it doesn't hurt?
You: Yes, I'm sure.
Artem's expression softens.
Artem: Sorry, I wasn't paying attention.
You: Artem! Didn't you say... we shouldn't have to say sorry to each other?
Artem: ...
Artem: I'll keep that in mind.
Artem puts your leg down and puts on your heel again.
You twirl your ankle around and find that the pain has subsided.
You: (It doesn't hurt at all...)
You try to get out of the car and move to the front seat, but Artem stops you.
Artem: Thank you... for today.
You: Hmm?
Artem: For so many days, you have kept me company and even had to take care of my emotions during the investigation...
Artem: I remember everything you did for me.
You: No way, you've done way more for me... Also, now that we agreed not to say sorry to each other, you're going to start thanking me instead?
You frown, pretending to be displeased.
You: That won't do!
Artem: ...
Artem: You're right, as always.
Artem makes way for you as he is about to get out of the car, but you stop him this time.
You: Wait...
You: I've been meaning to say, about what Lamont Russo said... don't take it to heart.
Artem stops, looking at you with a warm smile.
Artem: Don't worry, I won't let him affect me.
You feel reassured to hear Artem's promise.
You: Let's go home!
