seventeen imagines ii

vernon - allergies

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vernon stands in the living room, not sure of what to do as he watches you open a new box of tissues. he notices a bunch of used tissues stuffed into an empty tissue box.

is she crying? did she have a bad day?

...her birthday isn't until next month...

phew, didn't forget.

"oh, vernon, welcome home."

you look at him with a new tissue in hand.

"did something happen?" vernon asks you.

"allergies," you reply to him.

"since when did you have allergies?" vernon asks in confusion.

"i usually take medicine," you reply, "but i ran out and ran into a really cute dog on my way home."

"how cute?"

"s.coups would kill me if he knew i said it's cuter than kkuma."

"oh wow, it must've been really cute," vernon replies, making you laugh. "did you really run out of medicine? you don't have a spare bottle anywhere?" he asks.

"i'm going grocery shopping tomorrow. i'll buy it then," you reply. "it'll eventually settle, but i'll be like this for a hot second," you add and rub one of your watery eyes with the back of your hand.

"stop rubbing your eyes. you're making it worst for yourself," vernon says to you.

"it's bothering me!" you whine to him and grab a new tissue.

"let me see if we have eye drops or something," vernon says and goes into the kitchen to look through a cabinet that has a few medical items. you grab the new tissue box and bring it with you into the kitchen.

vernon looks at the few items on the bottom shelf of a cabinet while you sit down at the table. vernon finds some eye drops and scans over the label for a second to make sure that the eye drops help with allergies. then, he holds the bottle out to you with a small hum.

"can you do it for me?" you ask him.

"put your eye drops in?" vernon asks.

"yea."

he's clearly a bit uneasy at the thought. "uh, i can try," he replies to you.

you quickly blow your nose before tilting your head back. vernon uncaps the bottle of eyedrops and attempts to put a drop on your eye, but he misses.

"oh shoot. let me try again," vernon says to you. you blink a few times before vernon tries again. this time, the drop goes into your eye. you blink a few times again before vernon moves onto your other eye. he gently squeezes the bottle, and a drop of solution lands on your eye.

you blink again and tilt your head down. "thanks."

"yea," vernon replies and twists the cap back on. "i'll just put the bottle on the counter in case you need it again," vernon says to you and places the small bottle onto the kitchen counter.

you nod and use a tissue to dab away some of the eye drop solution that had fallen onto your face. vernon sits down across from you.

"was the dog really cuter than kkuma?" vernon asks out of curiosity. you nod before sneezing into another tissue. "do you have pictures?" he asks.

"of course i have pictures," you reply. "my phone is in the living room," you mention, "i'll probably text coups and tell him."

vernon stands up from the table and walks into the living room to grab your phone. "you'll make him fight you," he reminds you. he picks up your phone and goes back into the kitchen.

"he can fight, but we all know i'll win," you reply. "wait, i think my allergies stopped," you suddenly change topics, finally feeling better, "i think i'm good."

all of a sudden, you feel yourself about to sneeze and quickly grab a tissue. you sneeze again and groan in annoyance.

"i think we should go get you some medicine," vernon says to you while scrolling on your phone for the photos.

"yea...you're probably right."