nct imagines ii

sungchan - sick

word count : 532

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"y/n! open the door! i'm hungry!" you heard a familiar voice knocking on your front door. you managed to get out of your bed and walk to the front door. you unlocked and opened the door. "woah, you don't look so good," sungchan said to you.

"that's the nicest thing i've ever heard," you said and leaned against the wall while sungchan came in. he closed and locked the door and took off his shoes. "you shouldn't be here," you said to him and rubbed your eyes.

"you should've called me, i would've came here straight from practice," he said and put his hand on your forehead, "let's get you back to bed."

sungchan suddenly grabbed you and picked you up. you became dizzy with the sudden movement, so you let sungchan bring you back to your room. he laid you back in bed and put your blanket over you.

"can you run a towel under cold water for me?" you asked and pulled the blanket to your neck.

sungchan nodded and went into the bathroom. he came back with a small towel in his hands and placed it on your forehead.

"have you eaten yet?" he asked.

"no," you answered.

"i'll go make something," he said and pulled off his hoodie. he put the hoodie on your desk chair and left the room.

after a minute or two, you could hear sungchan talking but couldn't tell if he was talking to himself or if he was on the phone.

you managed to get out of bed again and leave your room again. you slowly walked to the kitchen and leaned against the walkway that led to the kitchen.

"hyung, what do i do next?" sungchan asked and you noticed his phone on the counter.

"add the stock. did you chop the vegetables yet?" you easily recognized tae il's voice from sungchan's phone.

"not yet, i need to wash them first," sungchan answered.

"make sure to peel them too," you spoke and sungchan turned around.

"y/n! hyung, i'll call you back," sungchan said and hung up the phone call. "you should be in bed!"

"i thought you were going crazy talking to yourself in here," you said and managed out a chuckle.

"i'm not the best at cooking, so i'm trying my best," he replied. "go back to bed. i promise i'll be done soon and i can slightly promise that i won't break anything."

you smiled and laughed before going back to your room and laying in bed. after some time, sungchan came in with a bowl in his hands. he put it on your nightstand and sat in the edge of your bed.

"i'm sorry if it tastes bad," he said and you sat up.

"i'm sure it's okay," you said and took the bowl into your hands. you drank some soup and smiled, "you did pretty good for your first time."

"call me "chef sungchan" for now on," he said.

"don't let the power get to your head. did you clean the kitchen?" you asked him.

he stood up, "i'll go do that. you eat and get better," he said and kissed the top of your head.