seventeen imagines

wonwoo - sick

word count : 636

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you grumbled while pinching your nose. you grabbed another tissue to help with the bleeding.

"here," wonwoo appeared with another tissue box since the one you had in the living room was running low from you constantly grabbing tissues due to having a nose bleed. "is your fever any better?" he asked.

your shrugged your shoulders and grabbed a new tissue from the open box. wonwoo put his hand on your forehead.

"yea, it's better," he mentioned. "are you hungry yet? i'll heat up the soup your mom made."

"yea, sure," you replied and let go of your nose. the blood had finally came to a stop, and you threw the tissues away in the trash bin that you had brought out from your office.

wonwoo nodded and went into the kitchen. you heard the sink turn on while you got up and went into the bathroom. you washed your hands and cleaned your face before leaving. you sat back down on the couch and waited for your boyfriend to return.

"can i have tea?" you asked.

"yea," wonwoo replied from the kitchen, "the usual? or do you want something different?"

"surprise me, but not peppermint," you said to him.

"you got it," he replied. "you know that i threw out all of the peppermint tea, right?"

"you did?"

"i don't like it either. i thought you knew that."

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the light conversations between you and wonwoo ended when he returned to your side with bowls of soup for both of you. he also made tea for you and had added honey to your cup.

"here's medicine," he said and handed you a bottle of liquid medicine, "eat a little bit first," he instructed.

you nodded. "thank you," you said and started eating. wonwoo also started eating and changed the channel on the tv. once you had finished about half of the soup, you took some medicine and placed the bottle onto the coffee table.

"it's bitter," you commented before drinking some water.

"the medicine?" wonwoo asked. you hummed in response. "do you want me to go buy another flavor?" he asked, turning his head to look at you.

you immediately shook your head, "don't worry about it. i can deal with it. i'm a big girl," you said with a laugh.

"uh huh, so next time you'll kill a spider when you see one, right?" wonwoo asked and you rolled your eyes.

"i hate you."

"no you don't."

"i don't."

he stood up from the couch, "do you want more soup?" he asked.

you shook your head. "i'm going to finish this up," you mentioned. all of a sudden, wonwoo's phone started ringing and vibrating against the coffee table.

you continued drinking your soup as wonwoo picked up his phone. he answered the call.

"hey," he spoke, "yea, she's fine now. i got her medicine this morning," he said and looked at you with a smile. you smiled back at him before he turned away and walked into the kitchen. "uh huh?" the kitchen sink turned on again, "now? okay, i'll be there as soon as i can." you heard wonwoo put his phone down on the counter. "hey, i have to leave," he said to you.

"now?"

"yea, something about the concerts, so i have to go in," he replied and you heard the sink turn on. "want me to pick up dinner?" he asked.

"will you be gone that long?" you questioned.

"not sure, but it wouldn't hurt for me to pick up something," he said to you.

"yea, that's fine," you said and finished the rest of your soup. wonwoo came back into the living room and took the bowl from you. "thank you."

"you're welcome," he said with a smile. he leaned in to kiss your forehead before returning to the kitchen.