Pairing; Joonmyun/Yixing
Genre; Romance, Comfort?
Warning(s); None classified
Rating; PG
Word Count; 505
A/N; This is a different writing style from what I normally use. I thought I’d try something new, and BAM. This Drabble came out. Not exactly Wolf!AU, but it’s still in the era. Sorta.
Summary; Joonmyun’s knees are weary and Yixing repays a favor.
EXO’s been promoting ‘Wolf’ for about a couple weeks now, and Yixing tends to notice their usual bright and cheerful leader in pain behind the cameras. Once during one of the Inkigayo stages, he heard Joonmyun hiss as his knees scrape the floor as he exits their little ‘cave’ formation. He talks with Joonmyun every time when their arms are linked during the last ‘tree’ formation. Soft, “Are you okay?” and an “I’m fine Yixing, don’t worry about me.” are exchanged along with a smile that is way too bright, and then Joonmyun detaches to sing his part.
“You don’t look okay Joonie,” Yixing calls him by his nickname, carassing the older’s arm after his line is over. Another smile. Another “I’ll be fine.” is passed. But Yixing knows very well that Joonmyun is far from fine.
Now Yixing holds Joonmyun back a bit after one of their late-night practices, and guides his hyung to sit with him. The Chinese dancer pulls out a small bag out of his duffel and fishes out a water bottle. Joonmyun wipes his sweat tiredly with a frown. “Joonie, I figured that I’d start to repay you a favor.” Yixing says while pulling out a small pain relievers bottle.
“Your knees must hurt,” He reaches down and traces a finger on the older’s kneecap. Joonmyun nods.
“Remember when you said you were worried about my health? And that you’ll buy me pain relievers?” Joonmyun chuckles at the memory at the Sukira recording a week ago. “Looks like I’ll be the one taking care of you,” Yixing says with a smile, leaning over to give him a kiss on the lips. After they part, the dancer cracks open the bottle and shakes out two pills. He hands them to Joonmyun along with the water bottle.
“Thank you Yixing. I appreciate it,” He smiles back, taking them from his hand. He downs it quickly, asking Yixing afterwords if he could rest his head in the latter’s lap. Without waiting for an answer, he lies down anyway. He sighs, closing his eyes as Yixing runs his hand through his hair.
“I’m not okay, yeobo.” He confesses, reaching up to cover his eyes with his arm. “I know,” Yixing simply nods his head. “I’m in so much pain. My body hurts, my knees hurt, my head hurts.” Joonmyun says above a whisper and Yixing barely catches it. “I know, Joonie, I know.” He moves his arm away from his eyes and looks up at his lover with a loving gaze.
“You look good with pink hair. Ask if you can keep it.” Yixing’s cheeks bloom a pink that rivals his hair-color as he laughs at Joonmyun’s comment. He continues to caress the older Korean’s hair with a smile.
“I know. Just close your eyes gege, you deserve to have some time to rest.” Given the opportunity, Joonmyun takes it in and closes his eyes while intertwining their fingers together.