✻ playlist ; vyn gives you a check-up
✻ pairing ; vyn richter × gn!reader
✻ content ; sick!reader, fluff, cute as fuuuck
✻ author's note ; none— enjoy the imagine! <3
"Are you alright, [y/n]...?" Artem, the senior attorney at the place you were working at, asked you as he saw you resting your head on your arms on your desktop.
You gave your best shot at looking up, but to no avail. "No..." You manged to blurt out to answer the man in front of you.
"You look like you need to rest, [y/n]," Rosa intervened as she scooted closer to you, rubbing your back. "Leave your desk as it is. I'll continue your work for you, okay?" With a quick glance at her green eyes and back to your computer, you admit that you still had a lot of work to be done and you felt ashamed about how many it was.
"No, I'll be okay," It wasn't long until your mouth pulled out a cough. "I guess not..."
"I'll call vyn to pick you up and have your health checked by him." Artem grabbed his phone from his pocket and started to dial someone before walking out of the room and into his office.
You groaned. You didn't want to feel embarrassed as you felt like you were being treated like a kid; not in a bad way, of course. Kiki and Celestine were giving you reassuring smiles and you smiled back at them.
You looked at the clock. 6:19pm. The sunset was slowly going down and turning the once-orange sky into a vague color mixture of purple and dark blue.
You told everyone at the firm you were going home. With a final look at the office, you started walking towards the exit hallway wherein you were greeted by Vyn.
"Vyn!" You smiled. "You were called by Artem, right...?"
"Yes," He answered. "That is correct." You examined his face— his striking yellow eyes were relaxed, but at the same time were telling you that he's concerned. The subtle softness of his face being perfectly framed by his golden glasses made your heart skip a beat and the way his hair contradicts with the hue of his eyes made eye contact difficult for you.
"It's fine," You lied, even though your head was throbbing. You couldn't bear to go any further without closing your eyes in an attempt to ease your pain. "I-I'm fine." The cold air given off by the air conditioner made you shiver a bit.
"Is that so?" He must have sensed that you were shaking and your hands were cold, so he covered you with his white coat. "You are lying. How about I take you to my clinic?"
"I just want to go home," You felt like that was a bit rude of you to answer that, considering that he was a few years older than you, so you took back what you said: "I'm sorry."
"It is fine," He smiled. "I will drive you to your apartment, then."
You two walked towards his car outside the firm. You held your droopy head with your hands as he started the engine, causing you to groan.
The ride was silent, yet it wasn't uncomfortable for you. You actually liked how thoughtful he is for not talking to you, since he probably knew that it was a chore for you to answer back to someone.
"He knows me too well," You thought. "Or maybe... He's just good at reading people, that's all."
"Here we are," He smiled whilst pulling the brakes of his car. A few seconds in and you were still holding your head, too weak to say anything. Before you could move a muscle, a warm hand was placed on your back, rubbing it to make you feel better.
You looked at the man beside you. "You will be okay," Smiling, he gave you a reassuring gaze. "We will get out of here whenever you're ready."
His patience never seems to let you down. He could look after twenty toddlers screaming and fighting and he still wouldn't be angry at them. You though to yourself that even though he may be a bit intimidating for some people, he could be as gentle as anyone can be.
"I'm okay, let's go." You smiled and you both got out of the car at the same time.
Locking the doors, you both entered the apartment without saying a word. The gentle breeze of the warm afternoon shifting to a cool evening made you smile as he placed a hand on your waist to keep your weak body from falling or anything in similar.
You sat on the couch as Vyn locked the doors behind him. "So.. How do you normally start your check ups?" You asked him to try to open a conversation.
"I usually greet them then I state how I will give them a check up," He said. You gripped the white coat that's around your body. "For you, I will just be quick."
You hummed in response.
"Excuse me." He whispered as he slowly removed the coat away from your body. You then felt a cool metal pressed against your heart after he slowly moved your shirt out of the way.
This was somewhat therapeutic for you, at least, that's what you thought. As the cold metal hit your chest, Vyn's warm breathing was on your skin as well and that made you look away, face flushed.
"Please, turn around. I will monitor your lungs," He gently ordered, and you obeyed. He slowly slid his hands up your back and the same, cold metal smoothly ran across your back, stopping at random. "Done."
You turned back around, facing him again. Vyn placed his stethoscope away and said, "Finally, I'll give you a quick inspection, as well as I.. feel if there are any complications..."
The both of you stopped. You knew that it was part of a thorough check-up and you weren't against that.
"...Would that be alright?" His calming voice interrupted your thoughts. He must've thought that because you stopped, you weren't letting him but in reality you were actually feeling like your heart was about to burst from the butterflies in your stomach.
"Y-yes.." You stuttered. Vyn gave you a light chuckle and said that there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
That embarrassment of your quockly turned into even more butterflies in your stomach as he held your neck in the gentlest way possible, checking if there are anything bad to be concerned about. At the same time, he was examining your face.
He did these for about a few minutes and as he was done, you were kind of bummed about it. You laid your body down on the leather couch, pulling a blanket over you.
You noticed the pink streak across his face as he moved closer to you.
"I can stay here for the night," He started. "If you want." You two locked eyes for a second and he then sat on the floor, resting his head on his folded arms, looking admiringly at you.
"I'd like that." You smiled, closing your eyes.
Then, you felt a warm kiss on your forehead, letting you know that you were going to be okay. You eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the light your apartment had.
Slowly, you wrapped your arms around his neck, making you pull him closer to your face until his soft lips met your warmer ones. He placed a hand on your neck, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.
The whole apartment was quiet, except for the low buzzing of the ceiling fans and you and Vyn's kisses. His other hand trailed on your hair, gently moving his fingers around and you sighed in response.
Pulling back, he left a final kiss on your cheek before saying,
"I am so glad to be able to do this with you."
©archonette 2022