Seventeen Imagines

Hospital Gown [S.Coups - Fluff]

"You need to get over here, now!" Seungkwan yelled at you through the phone.
"Slow down! What's happened?" You ask, panic rising inside of you.
"Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh." You hear Seungkwan say repeatedly.
"What's going on?" You try to keep your voice steady but you're worried. You'd already grabbed your bag and keys ready to go.
"Hello. (Y/n)?" You hear a different voice speak.
"Yes, hello! Wonwoo, is that you?" You ask, resting the phone on your shoulder as you tie your shoe laces.
"Coups fell during practice. He hit a table and we think he might've broken his collar bone." Wonwoo explains. It's unusual to hear him sound panicked, he's usually so laid back.
"What?" You gasp, forgetting about your shoes and grasping the phone back in your hand.
Seungcheol had been your boyfriend for a few months now and he was usually always so careful to not get hurt. The panic began to rise even more at the thought of him in pain.
"Can you come?" Wonwoo asks.
"I'm already on my way!"

'To hell with laces' you thought as you simply tucked them into the side of your shoes. You quickly rushed out of the door and headed for the studio. Luckily, your flat wasn't too far away and you got there within 5 minutes.

You burst into their studio, running straight to the practice room. The boys are all gathered around Seungcheol as he stands gripping his left shoulder.
"Coups!" You shout, rushing toward him.
"(Y/n)." He sighs in relief, opening his right arm toward you.
You give him a cautious side-hug, careful not to hurt him.
"We need to get you to A&E." you tell him.
"I can call an ambulance!" Dino interjects, clearly worried for his hyung.
"No." Seungcheol replies. "If the media see an ambulance outside the fans will get worried. We'll just get a cab."
You glance at him, unsure he's making the best choice. He tries to give you a reassuring smile but it turns into a wince.

---

Arriving at the hospital, you help Seungcheol out of the cab before quickly paying the driver.
You walk into Accident and Emergency and explain the situation to the nurse on duty. After a short waiting period, you and Coups finally get to see a nurse.

"Hello there. So what's the problem today?" The brunette nurse asks.
"I fell into a table. I might have broken my collarbone." Seungcheol explains the situation to her and you stand by the bed he's sat on.
She does some general procedures before explaining that he'll need an x-ray.
"...and in order for that to happen, you'll have to wear one of these." She says, holding up a hospital gown.
You stifle a laugh at the look on Seungcheol's face.
She leaves the both of you to it.

You look over at him as he's staring at the gown.
"Will you manage on your own?" You ask.
"Probably not." He replies, his eyes never leaving the gown.
You blush, but move towards him.
You make eye contact with him, and he seems just as embarrassed by this situation as you are.

He lifts his good arm up into the air. You carefully pull up his long sleeved black shirt. Slowly, you begin to reveal his torso and you try your best not to stare. With your relationship still being fairly new, you'd never seen S.Coups without his shirt on before. But that was about to change.

You bring the shirt up over his head and then cautiously work it over his bad shoulder and down his other arm. He keeps his left arm bent at the elbow to relieve the pain, so you have to manoeuvre it around his arm without moving or jerking it. You do this successfully.
Half way to getting the gown on!
As you fold his shirt and place it on the bed beside him, you take the opportunity to glance over at his bare chest. Bad idea. You feel your pulse quicken and you avert your eyes immediately. He's so perfect.

Next, you unfold the hospital gown and Coups pulls a face at how it looks.
"This is so not good for my reputation." He pouts. You let out a small chuckle, but the atmosphere turns serious once more as you repeat the process of manoeuvring fabric over his arm without hurting him. Finally, you get the gown on and attempt to tie it at the back for him.
Your fingers shake as you fiddle with the two thin strips of white fabric. Your eyes wander down to Seungcheol's back and you have to force your fingers to stay tying the knot - no matter how badly they want to run across the muscles of his back.
You manage to tie the fabric into a little bow and you step away from him.

After a moment he brings his gaze up to meet yours, a soft blush painted across his cheeks.
"Thank you." He speaks softly.
You sit in silence for a few minutes before the nurse returns.
"Are we ready, Mr. Choi?" She asks.
He nods and they head to the X-Ray room.

---

Roughly 20 minutes later he returns. He sits back on the bed as you await the results together.
He seems nervous.
"How are you feeling?" You ask.
He takes a moment to respond.
"I'm worried that it is broken, how will I be able to practice? I'll be absolutely useless whilst it heals, and that could take months!" He finally looks over to you and you can see just how panicked he is.

You slide your hand over to his and take it in your own, rubbing your thumb over his palm.
"You won't be completely useless." You state. "You'll still be able to sing and boss them around."
He laughs at this.
"Ouch, don't make me laugh." He winces.
"I'm sorry!" You reply.

"Come here." He motions for you to sit on the bed next to him, so you do. You place yourself on his right so that his painful side was furthest from you. You rest your head lightly on his shoulder.
"I'm worried for you too. I know how much you'd hate to stop dancing, especially if it could be for months. But we just need to think positive! It'll be alright."
He sighs.
"(Y/n), thank you for being here with me." He speaks, his voice earnest.
You look up into his soft brown eyes. Your lips are mere inches apart as he gazes down at you. You move a little closer to him in attempt to give him a quick kiss.

Just then, the nurse pulls back the curtain.
You jump backwards and scramble up off the bed, your cheeks flushing bright red.
Seungcheol clears his throat, taking a sudden interest in the floor.

"Good news." The nurse states, clearly unfazed by how flustered the pair of you were. Coups looks up at her, a glint of hope in his eyes.
"It's not broken." She states, looking at the sheet of paper she held. "It's just badly bruised and a bit swollen. It should clear up in a week or so but we'll prescribe you some painkillers to help with the pain." She smiles at both of you.
"Thank god!" You smile. Seungcheol smiles too.
"I'll leave you to get changed and then you're free to go." The nurse speaks once more before leaving.

S.Coups stands from the bed and you mentally prepare yourself for seeing him shirtless again. You pick up his shirt and begin to aimlessly pick off some lint. 
"Well that's good news." You speak, cheerfully, trying to lighten the mood. "See, there's nothing wrong with you, you big baby." You jest.
He smiles before doing a cute little baby-like aegyo.
You both laugh together and then he speaks.
"No, but seriously, there wasn't actually anything wrong with me. I made it all up because I just wanted you to see me in this sexy hospital gown." He jokes, striking a pose as best he can with only the use of one arm.
You burst out laughing.
"I mean it is pretty sexy." You say between laughter.
"Oh really?" He quirks a brow. "Maybe we'll have to keep it!"
He takes your hand in his with his good arm and runs out of the hospital (as best he can without moving his shoulder too much), whilst still wearing the gown. You both manage to get through the exit unnoticed and hop into another taxi to get back to your home. You sit in the back seat of the cab with his shirt on your lap. You can't help but laugh every time you look over at him sitting there in that gown.

---

You had decided Coups could stay over at your place whilst he recovered so that you could keep an eye on him.
You wander into the bedroom to see Seungcheol untying the bow on the back of the gown with his good hand.
"Do you need help?" You ask but the fabric falls loose down his chest, signalling it was untied.
"I got it." He smiles. "You tied it into a bow, that's cute!" He chuckles.
"Yeah.." you blush.
He removes the gown and stands there in only his jeans.
"Hey, could you fold this for me?" He asks, gesturing to the gown that he'd dropped onto your bed next to where he stood.
"Sure." You reply, trying not to gawk at his half-nakedness.

However, when you reach the spot in which he's standing, he places a hand on your hair at the side of your face. He gently stokes the soft strands just over your ears as he smiles at you lovingly.
"Thank you for today. Really, I don't think I could've sat so patiently if you weren't there, and I'm sure my nerves would have been ten times worse."
"You're just lucky I love you." You smile back.
"I'm the luckiest man alive." He gives you a cheesy grin. "Now, shall we pick up where we left off before the nurse rudely interrupted us?" He asks, a sly smirk tugging at his lips.
Before you have a chance to respond he kisses you, his hand moving to cup your cheek.