seventeen imagines

dino - dinner

word count : 440

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you and dino had spent the day at your apartment. you sat on the couch, filling out a study guide while reviewing your notes from your notebook. dino was in the kitchen, cooking dinner for both of you since he didn't want you to have to worry about cooking tonight.

"ow! what the—"

"chan? are you okay?" you asked from your seat on the couch.

you heard the sink turn on and looked back to see your boyfriend standing at the sink, mumbling to himself. a clear frown was on his face.

you placed your laptop and notebook on the couch before standing up, putting your slippers on too. you walked into the kitchen and up to dino, who was running his hand under the water that was flowing from the sink.

"did you burn yourself?" you asked him.

he sighed, "yea. it's not that bad," he said.

you took his hand away from the water to examine his hand. you noticed that the back of his hand was bright red.

"keep it under here for a second," you said, guiding his hand back under the flowing water.

you dried your hands with a nearby dish towel before opening a cabinet to get the first-aid kit.

you grabbed some bandaging and returned to chan. you gently handled his hand with care and taped up some gauze with some medical tape against the back of his hand.

"wanna sit down? i'll finish cooking dinner," you offered.

he shook his head, "i'm fine, y/n," he said to you and continued cooking at the stovetop. you threw away the packaging in the trash can before hearing chan's phone ringing.

"want to get that?" you asked him as you headed to the fridge and opened one of it's doors.

"not really, it's probably one of the guys," he replied.

you rolled your eyes at his explanation, and his phone stopped ringing. you grabbed a bottle of water and closed the door to the fridge.

you stepped over so you could glance at dino's phone screen. he had received a few text messages following the unanswered phone call.

"mingyu called," you mentioned, "want me to text him back?"

"i'll text him later," he replied and reached over to open a cabinet in order to grab some plates.

"i got it," you spoke and placed your water bottle on the table. you grabbed two plates from the cabinet and placed them on the counter.

"get another," chan requested, and you grabbed another plate. "hope you're hungry," he laughed.

you kissed his cheek, "thank you for cooking."

"of course," he smiled and plated the food.