Dreamcatcher Imagines

𝗱𝗮𝗺𝗶 | take care of me

Reader Is: Neutral Age (Group Not Mentioned)
Categories: Fluff, Smut
Preferences: Top (Dami), Bottom (Reader)
Summary: Dami takes care of her girlfriend, the reader, in a special way that only she can.

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It had been one hell of a day.

You were fighting with your older brother over what to get your mother for her birthday. Your boss was on top of you for a report that technically shouldn't even have been your responsibility. Traffic was jam-packed on the highways thanks to construction.

Oh, and Lee Dami, your girlfriend, was working late.

It was for that reason that you almost procrastinated opening the front door to your shared apartment. What was the point, if there would be no one to greet you? You might as well stop and pick up some takeout.

Unfortunately, your favorite Chinese restaurant was closed. You had gone out of your way just to discover that, and it took everything in you not to drop your head onto the steering wheel and cry.

Instead, you composed yourself long enough to drive home and let yourself in. Your hand reached for the entryway light, but you froze when you realized that it was already on; the apartment bright, warm, and smelling like a delicious home-cooked meal.

"Binnie?" You called your girlfriend by her nickname softly, almost not believing your eyes and nose.

"Yeah, honey?"

"Oh, Bin-Bin," you sighed, collapsing into Dami's open arms as she appeared from around the corner. "I thought that you were working late tonight."

Dami chuckled, pulling away to look down at you. "Did you forget what today was?"

"W-What's today?" you looked at her blankly, mentally preparing an apology for missing a special event.

"It's Monday. I told you that I had today off last night, remember? You were up and out the door this morning before I could remind you."

"Oh, I guess that explains why you kept snoozing your alarm. I'm sorry, Bin, I forgot. It's just been such a crazy day."

"Why are you apologizing?" Dami laughed softly again. "Do you want to talk about your day, honey?"

You paused for a moment, considering that. Dami was a great listener, after all. But you just shook your head, pressing your lips together tightly as you felt your eyes well up with tears. You were far too tired to think about how awful your day had been without getting emotional.

"Oh, honey," Dami said, pulling you further into her warm embrace. Her long, slender fingers traced circles on your back soothingly as you sniffled, letting a few tears drip onto her navy hoodie.

"Sorry," you apologized again, wriggling out of her arms after a moment. "I think I'll just go lay down and watch some TV."

"You're not going anywhere except the bathroom," Dami stated calmly, catching your arm as you made to walk past her. "I set out your bath stuff for you, so you can go enjoy that while I finish cooking your favorite dinner."

"Really, Binnie?" you asked, a pout crossing your lips as you looked over at her. "You did all that for me? Why?"

Dami shrugged, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "What else was I supposed to do when my girlfriend was working hard and I had already binge watched every drama that I could think of?"

You chuckled softly. "Okay. I'll be back, then, Bin." You pulled her closer and pressed a kiss to her lips, reveling in their supple feeling and peppermint taste. "Thank you for doing all this for me."