SEVENTEEN IMAGINES, REACTIONS, MTL, AND MORE (Discontinued)

[59] Vernon Short Imagine: Care

boyfriend!Vernon x sick!reader, sick!fic, fluff, small angst
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Laying down on the hospital bed, you closed your eyes.

Your body was still feeling a bit weak after the surgery. Your mother, who was beside you stepped out to get some things done at the house.

Vernon opened the door to your hospital room, a somewhat cozy room with wooden walls, a small stand, and a comfy grey chair in the corner. There was also a small lamp on the stand and a large window, showing a good enough view of the city.

The room was small but good enough for someone who just received surgery to relax. It was almost a room that Vernon wanted.

He let out a soft sigh and with his quiet footsteps, Vernon walked toward your bed and sat down on the chair beside it, his hands in his jacket pockets. His head was covered with a black beanie.

“How are you feeling?” Vernon asked in a soft voice.

You slowly opened your eyes. You didn't even hear him walk in the room or open the door because you were so caught up in the silence.

“Why are you here?” You asked him, looking into his eyes with your tired ones. The lamp that was reflecting a yellow light made his eyes look caramel.

“I'm worried, of course. Do you need anything?” He asked, leaning a bit closer. His expression held worry.

Instead of smiling, you frowned. You closed your eyes again and let out a small sigh.

‘Why did he come?’ You wondered. Before your surgery, you had already told him to focus on comeback preparations, practices, and getting rest, instead of you.

“Go back. You've been practicing non-stop for the comeback, making endless comeback preparations, and you want to come here? Go back and rest, babe.”

Vernon was a bit upset by your answer.

“I want to take care of you,” Vernon replied, keeping his voice calm. He caressed your hair with his gentle hands. “I don't care if I won't be able to rest.”

You opened your eyes again, feeling his soft hands on your hair. He had a small smile on his face but you still felt a little guilty for taking up his precious time when he could be resting.

You sat up, catching Vernon by surprise.

“Why are you getting up...? The doctor said-”

You shook your head and placed your hands on his shoulders.

“You need some rest. Look, my mother will be here soon, you can leave and go get some rest. I don't want you wasting your time here... I don't want to be a bother.”

Vernon looked into your eyes. Your hands massaged the back of his neck with a desperate look in your eyes.

It probably was best for him to leave, Vernon was aware of that too. He was tired and comeback preparations were endless, he did want to get some rest, but he just couldn't leave you.

“At a time like this, I just want to take care of you.”

Vernon placed you back on the bed.

“I'll fetch you some water.”

You shook your head, clinging on to his arm sleeve. You were laying down on your side.

“I'm not thirsty.”

Vernon sat back down on the chair, just staring at you. He let out a deep sigh, then began to speak, taking your hand. “I need to take care of you, okay, babe? If I have to continue practicing then I will, only after I'm certain that you're fine. So, just let me stay here for a bit, okay? I missed you too...”

His little whining made you chuckle softly.

With your hand, you gestured for him to lean in a bit closer, waving it toward him. You quietly sat up again, feeling a bit stronger than before.

Vernon was a bit confused but he went closer anyway, holding your hand to help you stabilize.

“What?” He asked quietly, scooting the chair closer to the white hospital bed.

You placed your hands onto his cheeks and brought his body to yours. You embraced him warmly, patting his back as his face buried itself into your shoulder.

“You don't have to take care of me,” You repeated, your voice softer this time. A small, gentle smile appeared on your lips.

“What do you mean? I have to take care of you! You always take care of me, all the time...” Vernon was probably pouting or something but he brought his arms around your waist, making himself comfortable.

“We both need some rest, instead of taking care of me, let's take care of each other,” You said, letting go of him.

You laid back down on the bed, on your side, facing him.

Vernon placed his arms and head on the bed, staring at you too.

You ran your fingers through his soft hair.

In time, you fell asleep, stuck inside your dreams.
Vernon was still awake. He smiled softly, gazing at your face as you slept.

He brought his hands to your hair and slowly, he began to stroke it, his hands also brushed your cheeks.

Satisfied, Vernon stood up.

As he was leaving, he stopped, turned back around, and took another look at your sleeping face. He took small steps toward you again and gave you a small peck on the forehead before officially leaving.

Even though he couldn't take care of you properly, he didn't mind, as long as he knew that the both of you cared for each other, it was enough for him.

Seeing you was already a small nap for him.

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- 세레니티
a/n: iconic vernon and boo ending fairy was actually all planned but for some reason that makes it even funnier for me
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