Lee Heeseung Imagines

Diet

When you diet.

The aroma of freshly cooked food wafted through the air, filling the kitchen with an enticing scent. Heeseung had spent the afternoon preparing a delicious meal, and now he stood proudly beside the stove, a satisfied smile on his face.

"Y/N, come here!" he called out, his voice cheerful and inviting.

You hesitated, your stomach churning with guilt as you tried to come up with an excuse. "I, uh, already ate," you replied, your voice slightly shaky.

Heeseung frowned, his brows knitting together in confusion. "Really? I've been with you all day, and I didn't see you go to the kitchen once," he pointed out, his tone laced with suspicion.

You bit your lip, scrambling to come up with a believable explanation. "Oh, uh, I just had a small snack earlier," you lied, hoping he wouldn't press the issue further.

But Heeseung's expression darkened, his concern growing more evident by the second. "Y/N, you've been skipping meals again, haven't you?" he asked, his voice tinged with frustration.

You shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, feeling the weight of his accusation bear down on you. "It's not a big deal," you protested weakly. "I'm just trying to watch what I eat, that's all."

Heeseung's eyes narrowed, his patience wearing thin. "Skipping meals is not healthy, Y/N," he said sternly, his voice leaving no room for argument. "You need to take care of yourself."

You opened your mouth to protest further, but Heeseung cut you off, his expression determined. "You're not leaving this kitchen until you eat something," he declared, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

You let out a frustrated sigh, knowing that arguing with him would be futile. Reluctantly, you shuffled over to the table, feeling the weight of his gaze on you as he served up a steaming bowl of ramen.

"I don't want to," you whined, feeling a mix of guilt and resentment bubbling up inside you.

But Heeseung ignored your protests, gently urging you to eat. "Come on, just a few bites," he coaxed, his voice soft and reassuring.

You stirred uncomfortably in your seat, your appetite dwindling as guilt gnawed at your insides. Heeseung's concerned gaze bore into you, but you couldn't bring yourself to meet his eyes. The weight of his worry only made the knot in your stomach tighten further.

"Heeseung, I... I just don't want to," you finally murmured, your voice barely above a whisper.He frowned, his brow furrowing with confusion. "What do you mean?" he asked softly, his eyes searching yours for answers.

You swallowed hard, feeling the words catch in your throat. "I don't want to eat because... because I don't want to walk next to you like I'm some kind of balloon," you confessed, the words tumbling out in a rush of honesty.

Heeseung's eyes widened in surprise, his expression softening with understanding. "Y/N," he said gently, reaching across the table to take your hand in his. "You're not a balloon. You're perfect just the way you are."

You felt tears prickle at the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed by the warmth and sincerity in his words. "But I want to be thinner," you whispered, your voice laced with insecurity.

Heeseung's grip tightened on your hand, his thumb gently brushing away the tears that streaked down your cheeks. "Y/N, like I said, you are beautiful just the way you are," he said earnestly, his voice filled with conviction. "You don't need to change a thing."

You sniffled, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders as his words sank in. "I'm sorry," you whispered, feeling a sense of relief wash over you as you let yourself be comforted by his unwavering love and support.

Heeseung smiled softly, his eyes shimmering with affection. "You have nothing to apologize for, Y/N," he murmured, leaning in to press a tender kiss to your forehead. "I just want you to be happy and healthy. That's all that matters to me."

With a resigned sigh, you picked up your chopsticks and took a tentative bite, the warm broth soothing your frazzled nerves. As you ate, you could feel Heeseung's eyes on you, his silent presence a comforting reminder that you weren't alone in this.

Despite your initial reluctance, you found yourself beginning to relax, the tension in your shoulders melting away with each bite. And as you finished your meal, you couldn't help but feel grateful for Heeseung's unwavering support, his love a constant source of strength and reassurance in your life.