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A Mother’s Guilt | Lee Dongwook Imagine

Pairing: Lee Dongwook x Wife!Reader

Requested by anon: Can you make a dongwook imagine where his gf/wife gets really sick, like coughing, loosing voice and vomiting? Omg I forgot to add a detail for the dongwook request "where his gf/wife is sick" but they have a month old baby, could you add that in the imagine? 💀 I am so sorry I forgot to add, idk if this is late or not

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 0.9k words

A/n: happy reading nuggets!

Tunes: n/a

Dongwook winced as he heard the violent coughing coming from the master bedroom. The little girl, laying against his chest in the baby carrier, was calm despite the harrowing coughs from the illness you’d developed about a week ago, just days short of reaching one month postpartum. Her head nuzzled against his chest, rooting for what he could only assume was your breast.

“Hold on,” he whispered softly, placing a light kiss to the crown of her head. “The bottle’s almost ready.”

She whimpered just as he heard the violent hurling of you in the bathroom. He’d have to see if it could get his mother to come over for a bit so he could take you to the hospital as soon as he could. The little one’s whimpers quickly turned into full-blown wails as she grew impatient and restless against him. He bounced light from side to side as he waited for breastmilk to reach the right temperature after having run it under warm water.

Pouring a little drop of the milk onto his wrist he sighed as he began carefully undoing the carrier, taking the one months old out of it and resting her comfortably in his arms as he carefully waited for the bottle to slip past her lips —an action that happened fairly quickly, silencing her cries as she began eating, her hand gripping onto one of his fingers. The soft suckling made him smile as he stood in the kitchen simply feeding her whilst leaning against the counter.

“Dongwook?” he heard your frail, hoarse voice call out.

He looked up from his daughter and saw you. There was no denying that you were a beautiful woman inside and out. But right now…right now you looked like absolute shit. And there was nothing he could physically do about it at that very moment. He made a note to run your bath as soon as he set the baby down for a nap in a few minutes.

“You should’ve rung the bell,” he whispered, worriedly looking at your unstable footing. “Do you need some tea? Soup? Change of clothes?”

You shook your head slowly, giving him a weak smile, “Why don’t you take a break? I can watch over her while you rest.”

His eyes widened at your request, “I’m fine. You need to rest.”

“All I’ve been doing is resting,” you voiced tiredly. “I feel so useless and guilty for not being able to do anything.”

Dongwook’s gaze softened as he looked at you, taking a few careful steps over as he continued feeding the babe in his arms. Adjusting his hold on the bottle with one hand, he reached out to you, running his knuckles delicately along your cheek.

“You aren’t useless and you have no reason to feel guilty for needing to rest in order to get at least a bit better. You’ve done so much for her —for us— the past month. You need to take care of yourself too.”

“But she—”

“She’s fine. There’s enough milk for us to use right now from your extra supply. You don’t have anything to worry about right now. Just take it easy.”

You looked at him before letting your eyes wander down the now sleeping girl in his arms. You cleared your throat in an effort to suppress a cough.

“How is she already this big?” you whispered, reaching out your hand before taking it back. “She doesn’t like the bottle does she?”

Dongwook shook his head, “This is the first time she took it willingly in the past week. The desperation must’ve finally hit her and she accepted her fate for the foreseeable future.”

“Think your mom would be-” you turned coughing violently causing your daughter to stir and make a face before Dongwook settled her, her suckling continuing.

“I’ll call her in a bit and ask her to.”

You nodded, retching and going over to the kitchen sink and vomiting. Dongwook’s borrows furrowed in concern again. He’d be calling his mom now.

“The flu?” you asked, looking at the doctor before you. “The flu’s what’s causing all of this?”

The doctor nodded looking down at her clipboard, “You happened to get a much stronger case, probably due to being only a month postpartum. Your immune system still isn’t completely back to normal. We’ll be keeping you overnight for observation and to aid with the slight case of dehydration you have.”

Dongwook smiled and gave a soft thanks as she turned to leave, “Well it looks like we’re both getting some time to rest.”

You looked at him wide eyed, “No, you have to go back home to be with-”

“My mother would sooner skin me alive if I went home and left you here alone,” he interrupted. “They’ll be fine for the night. I need to make sure that you’re okay too.”

You bit your lip in worry.

He said your name softly as he took a seat on the edge of the bed, placing his hand on your knee, “Don’t feel guilty for needing to take some time to look after yourself —for me choosing to stay here with my wife to make sure she's okay. The two of us need to be okay in order for our daughter to be okay.”

“You’re right, but I just…”

“It’s okay. Just try to get some rest. I’ll call my mom and let her know we’re staying until morning.”

Patting your knee, he rose and stepped out into the hallway. The deep timbre of his voice echoed into the room, mixing with the soft barely there dripping of the IV you were hooked up to. Before you knew it your eyes were falling shut until you eventually slipped into a restful slumber seconds before Dongwook entered the room. He smiled at the sight of you, taking a spot in the recliner closest to you and getting as comfortable as he could before he too eventually fell asleep for the night.

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Not So Secret | Lee Dongwook Imagine

Pairing: Lee Dongwook x Idol!Actress!Reader

Requested by anon: Hey can you make an imagine about the Lee dongwook x reader idol post you have

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 0.9k words

A/n: tbh idek if this was the post you were referencing, but i don't think i have any other post soooooooo 🤷🏻‍♀️ but anyways! the post i used as reference is linked here so please go check that out and give it a reblog! happy reading nuggets!

Tunes: n/a

“Sooo, how do you wanna do this?” Dongwook asked as you both sat across from one another at your dining table. 

Dinner had been great and filled with a lot of laughter, but it truly dawned on you in that moment why you’d both agreed to have your date at your place rather than at a restaurant. Since the Starship x Game Caterers special had been uploaded onto Channel Fullmoon’s YouTube channel, there had been a lot of talk about what was going on between the two of you. None of the rumors were false by any means, but none of them were entirely true either. From mere speculation that you were dating (true) to rumors about a pregnancy which was why he was so overprotective (false), it was beginning to get out of hand and your PR teams were scrambling.

“Did you see the drafted statement already?” you asked.

He nodded, “Doesn’t exactly deny the pregnancy rumor though.”

“Nor the fact that this isn’t a new relationship.”

The two of you were silent for a hot minute before bursting into laughter at the entire situation. No, it wasn’t ideal to be discussing how to “let down” fans about the “pregnancy” that they were probably more excited about than either of you at the mere thought of such happening in that moment, but you two weren’t sure if you would share that sentiment if it were true at that very moment. You were both so busy and perfectly content with it just being the two of you that the mere thought made you both shiver.

“‘It is true that we are dating and have been dating for the past three years. We do however deny claims of a premarital pregnancy?’” you offered unsure of whether that basic statement would work for your PR teams.

“Maybe? Honestly, I didn’t think it was that noticeable that I was being protective. I thought I was just helping you out like I was with everyone else.”

You gave him a look as you raised your brow in question, “You save seats and have private conversations with other idols under Starship as a KingKong Artist?”

He opened his mouth to respond before shutting it and furrowing his brow, taking your words in. He didn’t do that, at least didn’t go out of his way to do that with everyone else like he did with you. It was no wonder he’d gotten caught and the two of you had sent your PR teams into haywire as they tried to sort everything out.

“I’ll take your silence as a ‘no.’”

He laughed sheepishly as he pushed around some rice grains in his bowl, “I didn’t think it was that obvious.”

You chuckled at that recalling the exact moment you knew the two of you had gotten caught.

Dongwook took a seat on the floor before the small table waiting as the rest of the actor team entered the room – including you.

Despite having been seated with the soloists for the first part of the day – the original meet up – and then with Monsta X and the soloists – for the meal game – you had been told to join the actors’ teams for this event. From the moment you’d walked into the room his eyes were trained on you and your clearly tired appearance. Your hair was ruffled and your eyes red almost as if you had just woken up from a nap (you had).

“I forget how much energy WJSN have when they’re together,” you groaned as you leaned your head against Soobin’s shoulder, the two of you waiting for others to sit before claiming your own spots. “Just having them all in a room drained me.”

She laughed as she patted your head, “You’ll sleep like a baby tonight though. We all will.”

Dongwook managed to suppress a laugh as you finally took a seat groaning as you adjusted into a comfortable position. He slid a cushion over to you behind everyone, motioning with his head for you to take it and sit on it. 

Seongheon saw the item out of the corner of his eye and followed it to you, raising his brow before noticing that you were trying to make out something. Turning his head, he saw Dongwook mouthing something to you. Sangbum noticed his elder’s attention having left their conversation and looked in the same direction, smirking as he realized what was happening.

“Can we not be exposed to your flirting while we’re waiting for whatever it is we’re waiting for?” he teased, grabbing Na PD’s – and everyone else’s for that matter – attention.

“Flirting? Who’s flirting?”

Your face went blank as you felt your cheeks flare up with warmth. Dongwook merely glared at his onscreen sibling before turning away to explain himself.

“I’m just being a concerned sunbae in the industry.”

Yeoneok laughed as Kwangsoo immediately had a comeback to his teammate’s claim, “Right because concerned subaes make sure their hoobaes have gotten something to eat even though they didn’t win a game.”

“Or have private conversations while rules are being explained– YOU’RE DOING IT AGAIN!” Seongheon pointed out, noticing that Dongwook had stopped paying him any mind. He turned to you, “Stop it! We need you to focus on our team!”

You bowed your head in apology, biting your lip as you secretly mouthed ‘later’ to him only to be caught by a camera and Na PD who wouldn’t stop teasing the two of you during the rest of the segment.

“Seriously Dongwook? You got her movie wrong? Aren’t you supposed to know your girlfriend’s works by heart?”

“-it'll be good for us,” Dongwook finished saying, drawing you back from your little memory and taking in your face. “You didn’t hear a thing I said did you.”

It was your turn to smile sheepishly at him.

“And you’re saying that I’m the obvious one.”

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Period Pains | Lee Dongwook Imagine

Pairing: Lee Dongwook x Fem!Reader

Requested by anon: Hii:) can you make where yn is on her period and she gets bad cramps? (Dongwook one shot)

Genre: fluff

Word Count: 435 words

A/n: oh to have a man like this in your life

Tunes: Castle on the Hill by Ed Sheeran

Dongwook stared at the steeping tea, tapping his thumb against the counter as he waited for the perfect time to take out the tea bag and take up to the bedroom where you were currently suffering from the worst cramps he’s ever seen you have to deal with. Checking his watch, he figured it was close enough to the “proper” time and pulled the bag out of the mug and began stirring the hot beverage to make sure it was well incorporated. Picking up the mug with one hand, he made a quick stop in the living room to grab a heating pad before venturing back to the bedroom.

Carefully pushing the door open he saw you curled in a fetal position on the bed, only lifting your head and opening an eye as you heard his footsteps approach. He lifted the two “gifts” he was holding and waved them carefully with a soft smile on his face.

“Think you can sit up so I can slip this behind your back to help…and so you can drink the tea?” he asked, setting the mug on the nightstand.

You nodded, sitting up slowly, pausing when a movement worsened the pain for a few seconds before continuing to move. Dongwook took the time to slip the heating pad where your back was going to end up and plugged it in, putting it on a low setting to start. Sitting on the edge of the bed, he grabbed the mug and held it out to you, watching carefully as you sipped the tea.

“Can we watch a few movies?” you asked. “And maybe cuddle?”

Oh how could he say no to that face.

He nodded, quickly setting up the tv and handing you the remote while he escaped to the kitchen pantry to grab some snacks - name the ones he knew you craved the most during your period. When he returned, he climbed into the bed letting you snuggle against him, head on his chest as you hit play. Without thinking his hand went to your lower stomach rubbing it gently, the subtle warmth unknowingly helping settle the pain you were experiencing.

You smiled softly as you allowed your eyes to go to the screen, feeling him drop a quick kiss to the top of your head. Before long, your eyes began getting harder and harder to open due to the combined tiredness you were feeling and the warmth that was relaxing every single muscle in your body. Little did you know that Dongwook was also dozing off, finding comfort in the constant weight of you on him.

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To Be Loved By You | Lee Dongwook Imagine

Pairing: Lee Dongwook x Pregnant!Reader (established relationship)

Requested by anon: Paster

Genre: fluff and angst

Word Count: 1,092 words

A/n: it's been so long since i've written for him. i really hope you guys like them

Tunes: silent choir room in a middle school

Dongwook sat up in the bed, blinking the sleep away from his eyes. His eyes settled on you as you slept peacefully by his side. The thin sheet covered the swell of your bump as you lay on your side, having finally found a comfortable position to sleep in at some point during the night. Stretching his arms over his head, he hummed as his back cracked before he leaned over pressing a kiss to the top of your head, hand running over your bump lovingly, before rising from the bed. Giving you one last look before he left the room, Dongwook smiled as he saw you rustle in your sleep.

Making his way down the hall, he stretched his arms time and time again, before entering the kitchen, immediately working his way around the room to get breakfast going. He’d taken up the daily routine ever since you entered your second trimester - he would’ve taken it over earlier if you hadn’t been so dead set on sticking to your routine. The different scents of the foods he was making spread all over your shared home. Dongwook was focused intently on the food in front of him, not wanting any of it to burn or be underdone in the slightest and cause you or your little bundle of joy any harm. With his sharp focus he didn’t hear the footsteps coming down the hall nor the soft calls of his name coming from you.

“You should’ve woken me up,” he finally heard from directly behind him as your arms circled around his waist, face pressing into his back, your bump forcing much more room between the two of you than normal - although this had become the new normal.

“You looked so peaceful,” Dongwook voiced, hand going to your wrist and rubbing it gently as he stepped back and away from the stove, lest you get burned. “I couldn’t wake you up knowing how hard it is for you to rest properly during the night.”

You hummed, pressing a kiss in between his shoulder blades, “I’d still like to make breakfast for my man in the mornings regardless. You’ve been doing so much for me that I feel a bit useless.”

Your words alarmed Dongwook immediately, as he spun on his heel to face you, cupping your face in his large hands. How could you feel useless when you were doing the most taxing and important job anyone could possibly do? You were - growing a physical product of your joint love and union. Had he done or said something - anything - to make you feel as though you were useless?

“Take that back,” he urged. “Take that back immediately. You are anything but useless. I’m doing these things because I want to. I know very well that you are more than capable of doing them, but I want to do them for you so you can rest and focus on conserving your energy for when it really counts - for when I’m not here to do these things for whatever reason. Allow me to pamper you when I’m here and don’t feel bad about it.”

You felt your heart melt at his words, “Can I atleast make you dinner tonight?”

Oh, how could he say no to you, especially when you looked at him like that.

“Alright,” he relented. “But don’t even think about touching the laundry. I’ll take care of it when I get back later.”

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You hummed happily as you sliced the vegetables for the stew you’d begun craving for dinner. Despite originally intending to make something else as a surprise for Dongwook, you had quickly reconsidered and began making the stew, knowing that he’d be happy with anything if it made you happy right now. Your ears perked up as you heard the front door open. The split second that your mind wandered was enough to lead to injury. The knife you’d been holding slipped over the carrot you’d been cutting and nicked your finger, causing a small yelp to leave your lips. Hurried footsteps made their way to the kitchen, a panicked Dongwook eyeing you from head to toe before his eyes settled on the bleeding finger.

“Are you okay? Is it deep? Did anything go into the cut?” he rushed out as he took your hand inspecting the cut for himself - meaning he would’ve gotten all of his answers regardless of whatever answers you would’ve given him. “What happened?”

“I got distracted. It’s just a small cut, it'll heal before you know it,” you reassured gently, attempting to take your hand back to find a bandage to wrap your finger.

“What if it had been further down your hand? Or your wrist? What if the knife had slipped and cut your belly? You can’t get distracted when you’re holding something dangerous, regardless of  what it’s being used for.”

It was a simple and honest accident, but Dongwook had become so overprotective as of late that reasoning with him about this wasn’t possible. You could still remember the worry and panic he’d expressed when you bumped into the counter while carrying a basket of laundry early on in your pregnancy. Not that you could blame him of course, it had taken a while to get to this point, having struggled for a while to conceive, and now that you were finally pregnant - weeks away from full term, he was getting angsty, worried over every little thing that could possibly go wrong and destroy this little world the two of you were living and creating in. 

“I’m fine, Dongwook. It was just a finger and it’ll heal. I promise, I’m fine that I’ll be more careful next time.”

Dongwook’s shoulder slumped as he let out a breath, “I’m sorry. I just-”

“I know. Trust me. I know.”

Without another word, he pulled you as close as he could, and hugged you firmly.

“How about I go get this bandaged up and then we’ll finish making dinner together,” you posed, pulling away to look at him.

He nodded, releasing you slowly, “I’ll help, just to make the bandage doesn’t bother you later.”

You smiled and nodded, allowing him to lead you towards the sink to clean off the wound. He uttered apologize whenever he saw you wince from the soap and water coming into contact with the cut, his eyebrows furrowed and lips in a focused pout. Gosh, you were lucky. There was no way this child wouldn’t know how much their father loved them and would forever protect them. 

You were loved.