NCT Lee Taeyong Imagines

pain

11pm

taeyong got home and he looked very exhausted

you got to him at the couch and brushed his hair with your hand, he always liked that..

" bad day? " you ask

he shook his head and pulled you closer for a hug

" my waist hurts " he tells you, whimpering a little

" again? how about your neck? " you ask

" it hurts too " he frowns

" go take a bath, a warm one, it will relax your muscles " you pat his back

" okay... can i get a kiss first? " he smiles

you smiled back and gave him a quick peck

he stood up with your help and walked towards the bathroom

you helped him start the bath, throwing some epsom salts in to help his muscles

about 20 minutes later, you leave taeyong alone in the bathroom so he could relax

" i'll be in the bedroom if you need me k? " you tell him

he nodded and you close the bathroom door

~~
1 hour later

you were laying in bed, waiting for taeyong to be finished with his salt bath

the bathroom door opened and revealed taeyong in his pajamas already

you smiled as he crawled in bed next to you

you covered him with the thick sheets so he'd stay warm

as soon as his head touched the pillow, he pulled you in closer to snuggle

your hand went towards his waist and carressed it, massaging the pains so his blood circulation would improve

" don't overwork yourself okay? you're doing great baby " you kiss him a few times

" i wanna cuddle " he tells you

you nodded and let him top you, he snuggled into your shoulders and your hand continue to massage his bare waist

" why don't you take a few days off? they'd understand " you tell him

he shook his head, disagreeing

" hmm... okay then " you pat his hair

your hand kept massaging his waist, he lets out soft groans when you press a little too deep into his flesh

" i saw your stage today, i liked your rapping and dancing " you compliment him

" you saw? " he asks

" on tv yes, i saw sungchan rapping with you.. you're a great leader taeyong-ah " you comfort him

he smiled, happy that his girlfriend acknowledged him

" you did a good job taeyong " you said while patting his hair

he smiled, he was glad he could finally rest his uneasy heart

he let's out a deep shaky breath

" don't cry " you tell him

he sniffled

" i won't " he reassures you

" i don't know what i'd do if i see you heavily injured with your waist or neck " you tell him

" are you worried? " he asks

" of course i am worried, i don't like seeing you in pain " you tell him

" i don't want you to worry about me " he tells you

" but it's fine, worrying is okay sometimes taeyong.. your fans are worried about your health and condition always " you tell him

" they care? " he asked

" of course they do " you kiss his cheek

he pulled away and you saw him with teary eyes

" aww " you wipe away his tears

he laid back down and you comforted him with soft pats on his head

" you're doing such a great job " you tell him words he doesn't hear from his colleagues everyday