P.S. This is my first imagine ever so yeah tell me what you think and if I should keep writing imagines. Hope you enjoy!
"Hey babe. I'm home," called your boyfriend, Hunter Hayes, from the other room. "I'm in the bathroom I'll be down in a few" you called your voice really shaky. You had a huge cut on your arm from a cooking accident and it wouldn't stop bleeding but you didn't wanna tell Hunter; you didn't want him to worry. Five minutes passed and it was starting to stop bleeding. "Are you okay?" Hunter called from the hallway outside of the bathroom as he knocked on the door. "Yeah," you said but he didn't believe you and he opened the door a little and saw the huge cut on your arm. "Oh my gosh what happened," he asked and you could see how concerned he was. You explained the cooking accident to him and he helped you get it to stop bleeding and put a bandaid on it. Later that night, Hunter asked you, "Why didn't you tell me about the cut?" "I didn't want you to worry," you say. He took your face in his hands so you had to look him in the eyes. And he whispered "It's my job to worry about you, so if this happens again, promise me you will tell me, okay?" "Okay," you said. He gave you a quick kiss on the nose and pulled you in for a hug. "I love you, he said. "I love you too," you said.
