[XingDae] Missing You
Title: Missing You
Characters/Pairings: Jongdae, Yixing, EXO M / Xingdae
Rating: G
Word Count: +/- 946
(cross-posted from ask.fm)
"Where's Yixing and Luhan?"
Jongdae never thought he could be lonely while promoting with K, and yet sharing a stage with the eleven other members had lost its touch. It wasn't that he didn't like forming their tree of life or facing the screaming fans cheering them on. He loved walking through the airport with Sehun at his side or Jongin on his heels and lazing around K's dorm with Baekhyun and Chanyeol, but, sometimes he wished he could just collapse onto his roommate's bed with him and cuddle the night away.
He's lying on that very bed when the door swings open and his hopes are dashed yet again when he spots Yifan at the door instead. The vocalist lifts his shoulders in a shrug and slumps back against the pillows and drops his eyes back down to the textbook in his hands.
"Haven't seen him since we got back from recording," Jongdae said as he turned the page, his eyes scanning over the words but not really absorbing anything he was reading.
"Him?"
"Them."
A thick silence holds between them but Yifan eventually decides not to ask; he worries about his members, of course, but he's already figured out that, when it comes to the members' individual relationships, it's easier to let them sort it out themselves. Unless it starts negatively affecting their performance, of course, but Yifan has yet to see any of his members lacking so he simply nods and steps back out of the room and closes the door again behind him.
Jongdae's asleep with his workbook open on his chest when Yixing finally returns to their room and he wakes to an empty room again just as the sun starts to rise. The only reason the singer knew that the dancer had even made it back was the not-quite-cold patch under the covers beside him. He considers getting up for all of a minute before he simply rolls over and buries his face into Yixing's pillow.
He's woken again twenty minutes later by Minseok, urging him to get up otherwise they'll be late for practice. It's a fight for Jongdae to wake up, but the smell of Yixing's deoderant has dissipated completely and there's nothing else keeping him in bed so he eventually concedes and pulls on his training clothes.
They're not late, Jongdae realizes once they actually reach the training room, not for their scheduled training at least. But the rest of M is there and there's a couple from K, so they both shed their jumpers and slipped into place in the choreography and the fact that the back of Yixing's head is the first he's seen of him since they'd sat in the van beside each other the evening before doesn't pass Jongdae by.
Minutes drag into hours and Jongdae can barely tell when one song starts and the other ends anymore and he's just running through the motions and when he nearly misses his cue for the third time, the choregrapher's had enough and he calls for a break and pulls Jongdae aside.
"Yixing," he calls once he's finally escaped the harsh grilling but his smile, as forced as it was, falters and falls when the older dancer simply smiles and waves and starts the music again to go back to practicing with Jongin and Sehun and Luhan. Jongdae lets a sigh escape and he gives into Minseok's tugging hand on the back of his shirt and he follows the older male back up to their dorm to put breakfast together.
He's silent while they make breakfast, but Minseok doesn't notice because he's too busy rambling on about everything that comes to mind to fill the silence between them. Breakfast is silent, too, filled only with the sound of twelve grown males eating, but Jongdae doesn't mind it because his knee is pressed against Yixing's and he's reached the point where he'll take whatever he can get.
So when it's just him and the dancer in the kitchen ten minutes later, Jongdae jumps at the opportunity and wraps his arms tightly around the other male from behind and buries his face into his back. Yixing jumps and very nearly drops the plate in his hand and he looks back over his shoulder with a laugh.
"What are you doing, Jongdae?" he asks as he places the plate down in the sink and dries his palms on the front of his shirt before turning around in the tight hold so he can wrap his arms around Jongdae in return. He kisses the top of his bandmate's head and smiles again his hair and Jongdae tightens his hold. "Come on, Jongdae. I've got to go work more on the dance break with Jongin."
The hold only tightens again and Yixing sighs this time and lifts his hands to remove Jongdae's and it only takes a few seconds before the singer finally gives up and lets his arms fall to his sides.
"I'll come find you later, okay?" He's using that promising tone again, and Jongdae's heard it every day since they started working on their comeback but it's not like he can fight it; he knew what they were getting into when he agreed to be Yixing's boyfriend six months ago. "I'll help you with your Chinese homework."
Jongdae musters a smile when Yixing presses a quick kiss to his lips and ushers him out of the kitchen with a promise to do his share of the dishes today, but the smile falls once the other is gone and he drops onto one of the seats at the small table in the kitchen, face buried in his hands.
Characters/Pairings: Jongdae, Yixing, EXO M / Xingdae
Rating: G
Word Count: +/- 946
(cross-posted from ask.fm)
"Where's Yixing and Luhan?"
Jongdae never thought he could be lonely while promoting with K, and yet sharing a stage with the eleven other members had lost its touch. It wasn't that he didn't like forming their tree of life or facing the screaming fans cheering them on. He loved walking through the airport with Sehun at his side or Jongin on his heels and lazing around K's dorm with Baekhyun and Chanyeol, but, sometimes he wished he could just collapse onto his roommate's bed with him and cuddle the night away.
He's lying on that very bed when the door swings open and his hopes are dashed yet again when he spots Yifan at the door instead. The vocalist lifts his shoulders in a shrug and slumps back against the pillows and drops his eyes back down to the textbook in his hands.
"Haven't seen him since we got back from recording," Jongdae said as he turned the page, his eyes scanning over the words but not really absorbing anything he was reading.
"Him?"
"Them."
A thick silence holds between them but Yifan eventually decides not to ask; he worries about his members, of course, but he's already figured out that, when it comes to the members' individual relationships, it's easier to let them sort it out themselves. Unless it starts negatively affecting their performance, of course, but Yifan has yet to see any of his members lacking so he simply nods and steps back out of the room and closes the door again behind him.
Jongdae's asleep with his workbook open on his chest when Yixing finally returns to their room and he wakes to an empty room again just as the sun starts to rise. The only reason the singer knew that the dancer had even made it back was the not-quite-cold patch under the covers beside him. He considers getting up for all of a minute before he simply rolls over and buries his face into Yixing's pillow.
He's woken again twenty minutes later by Minseok, urging him to get up otherwise they'll be late for practice. It's a fight for Jongdae to wake up, but the smell of Yixing's deoderant has dissipated completely and there's nothing else keeping him in bed so he eventually concedes and pulls on his training clothes.
They're not late, Jongdae realizes once they actually reach the training room, not for their scheduled training at least. But the rest of M is there and there's a couple from K, so they both shed their jumpers and slipped into place in the choreography and the fact that the back of Yixing's head is the first he's seen of him since they'd sat in the van beside each other the evening before doesn't pass Jongdae by.
Minutes drag into hours and Jongdae can barely tell when one song starts and the other ends anymore and he's just running through the motions and when he nearly misses his cue for the third time, the choregrapher's had enough and he calls for a break and pulls Jongdae aside.
"Yixing," he calls once he's finally escaped the harsh grilling but his smile, as forced as it was, falters and falls when the older dancer simply smiles and waves and starts the music again to go back to practicing with Jongin and Sehun and Luhan. Jongdae lets a sigh escape and he gives into Minseok's tugging hand on the back of his shirt and he follows the older male back up to their dorm to put breakfast together.
He's silent while they make breakfast, but Minseok doesn't notice because he's too busy rambling on about everything that comes to mind to fill the silence between them. Breakfast is silent, too, filled only with the sound of twelve grown males eating, but Jongdae doesn't mind it because his knee is pressed against Yixing's and he's reached the point where he'll take whatever he can get.
So when it's just him and the dancer in the kitchen ten minutes later, Jongdae jumps at the opportunity and wraps his arms tightly around the other male from behind and buries his face into his back. Yixing jumps and very nearly drops the plate in his hand and he looks back over his shoulder with a laugh.
"What are you doing, Jongdae?" he asks as he places the plate down in the sink and dries his palms on the front of his shirt before turning around in the tight hold so he can wrap his arms around Jongdae in return. He kisses the top of his bandmate's head and smiles again his hair and Jongdae tightens his hold. "Come on, Jongdae. I've got to go work more on the dance break with Jongin."
The hold only tightens again and Yixing sighs this time and lifts his hands to remove Jongdae's and it only takes a few seconds before the singer finally gives up and lets his arms fall to his sides.
"I'll come find you later, okay?" He's using that promising tone again, and Jongdae's heard it every day since they started working on their comeback but it's not like he can fight it; he knew what they were getting into when he agreed to be Yixing's boyfriend six months ago. "I'll help you with your Chinese homework."
Jongdae musters a smile when Yixing presses a quick kiss to his lips and ushers him out of the kitchen with a promise to do his share of the dishes today, but the smile falls once the other is gone and he drops onto one of the seats at the small table in the kitchen, face buried in his hands.