exo; lights will guide you home (i'll try to fix you)
Title : Lights will Guide You Home (I'll Try to Fix You)
Fandom : EXO
Pairing : Xiumin/Luhan
Length : 1.4k words
Summary : Minseok doesn't like Luhan.
A/N: for hana_dulset because she is the xiu to my lu. this was supposed to be a drabble i swear
title from fix you by coldplay, sorry for the incredibly long title lmao
lights will guide you home (i'll try to fix you)
Minseok doesn’t like Luhan.
It’s not that Minseok hates him, he just refuses to know the reasons why Luhan has to step on his life; and practically changes everything. First, he has to be Minseok’s roommate. Everyone on this building knows so well Minseok doesn’t like sharing room, and for the past two years he has been keeping this room for himself, but then Luhan appeared on his door, smiled politely and asking if he was on the right room, which was a yes, and Minseok is a citizen with moral he couldn’t just drive someone off in 2 in the morning.
But he should’ve known letting someone in means his drape of privacy being blown away. He regrets it, every second of it.
Second, Luhan is so talky.
He talks anywhere (even in the bathroom when his voice is muffled on between his toothbrush and toothpaste, and Minseok swears to God it’s so disgusting) and anytime (even when Minseok has clearly gestures he doesn’t want to talk) and Luhan usually, mostly, doesn’t really wait for Minseok to answer. Probably he just likes talking, Minseok thinks, to get closer to his new roommate, but Minseok isn’t hoping for his coming so this selfish part of Minseok says he has nothing to repay.
(From Luhan almost self-talking session Minseok knows Luhan is from Beijing, he loves Korea so much so he spends most of his holiday in Korea, and now he’s studying Korean literature. He has no relative here so he had to rent a room, and Minseok doesn’t want to hear how on earth he ended up being his roommate. Luhan loves books, coffee, and Manchester United-two things are in common with Minseok, except the books part.
Ah, Luhan loves moon and stars, even though he doesn’t mean it in astronomy perspective. He just loves it, and Minseok concludes it’s because Luhan is weird.)
And the third is Minseok’s biggest problem.
Luhan can’t sleep with lamp off. Minseok is totally the opposite; he must sleep with lamp off. It troubles Minseok, of course, but he feels a bit guilty when Luhan asks him if he has a night lamp or something, his voice is seriously showing someone who’s afraid of the dark.
“I don’t use those things, so I don’t have it,” Minseok answers, slightly concerned and Luhan looks like he’s about to cry. “Are you really… can’t sleep without a light?”
Luhan shakes his head. “I can’t. I’m- I’m afraid of the dark,” he chuckles weakly. “Doesn’t it sound childish for you?”
“Well, yes, I mean- no, it doesn’t. Uh, everyone can be afraid of anything, even the most impossible thing. But that’s not the point here. I have to work and you have to attend classes tomorrow so we both need sleep. So-”
“I’ll sleep on the couch,” Luhan cuts him off, “do you mind if I turn on the lamp on living room?”
“Hey, wait, that wasn’t what I’m going to say.” Minseok frowns. “Are you trying to make me look bad? Sleeping on the couch can be interpreted as to drop someone’s pride, you know. And if you didn’t know, now you know.”
“I didn’t feel like you just dropped my pride,” Luhan shrugs. “We can’t sleep in the same room, unless you can separate the light. And it seems like I’ve been bothering you since the first time I came here, so I don’t want to give you any trouble; at least, not again.”
Minseok’s heart clenches.
“So, can I turn on the lamp?”
“Uh, yes.”
Luhan smiles, wraps his pillow and plushie into a bundle with his blanket and leaves after he says goodnight to Minseok.
Minseok can’t sleep even after the lamp is off. He wonders if he had regretted too much things.
Minseok still doesn’t like Luhan.
Luhan’s afraid being alone after 5 p.m. When Minseok hasn’t returned from work around the time, Luhan will bombard Minseok’s phone with calls and texts, and Minseok’s answers aren’t really calm him down until Luhan sees Minseok in front of the door, face tired, suitcase in one hand and phone in other hand.
And Minseok sighs because every single lamp on his room is turned on, thank you very much Luhan. Minseok doesn’t ask him is this necessary? even if he’s really tempting to, instead he opens his suitcase and hands Luhan a medium size lava lamp.
“The battery can last for 72 hours non-stop. Since you’d only need it when you sleep, it can last even longer. You can recharge the battery when the red light on the top turned on, and when the light changes to green, the recharge is complete.”
Luhan doesn’t react. Minseok raises an eyebrow, “Luhan?”
“Are you sure?” Luhan asks, voice trembling. “Are you sure with this? With the thing you did for me?”
Minseok feels uncomfortable for a while-does Luhan dislike the gift from him or what? He can’t read his expression, but Minseok nearly 100% sure tears are forming on the corner of Luhan’s eyes. Fuck, Minseok swears, why does he cry?
The question answers itself when Luhan suddenly crashes himself on Minseok, hugs him tight, sobbing a mess thank you on Minseok’s suit jacket.
(Minseok would complain about this, but it can wait.)
“I have achluophobia,” Luhan says that night. “It’s a phobia of the dark. I had it since I was nine.”
“What did lead you to the phobia?”
“Bad things happened to me in the dark,” Luhan says slowly, almost whispering. “Even when I sleep. That’s why I can’t sleep with lamp off, because when I open my eyes, I need to see something-anything, to assure myself that everything is okay. I used to think it’s probably better to be insomniac, but I knew it wouldn’t help.”
“That’s why you said you like stargazing?”
Luhan nods, “Yeah. They keep me company at night when I wake up with nightmares after nightmares.”
Minseok reaches out a hand to give Luhan’s hand a quick squeeze. “Can we give my beautiful lava lamp a try to get you rid of your phobia?”
Luhan looks up at him, smiles genuinely. “Sure, I’d like to see how it works.”
Minseok doesn’t like Luhan.
He doesn’t like the way Luhan smells fresh of citrus and apple when Luhan snuggles closer to him on his bed, and Minseok gives up on being persistent since Luhan is much more stubborn than him. He puts his arm around Luhan’s waist, feels Luhan’s warm breathe on his neck.
“You have your own bed five meters from here, Luhan.”
“I know, but here’s warmer.”
“You can’t sleep here, you left your lamp on your nightstand.”
“I know, but I have you. It can work in either way.”
Minseok rolls his eyes. He rises from his bed, walks to Luhan’s bed and takes the lamp from his nightstand to place it on his own. He goes back to bed, smacks Luhan’s head playfully with his palm and tries hard to suppress a smile because Luhan’s pout is so adorable.
“What are you doing? And what was that hit for?”
“I’m taking your lamp so you can sleep better and that was for you being annoying when I’m trying to sleep,” Minseok answers easily. “Now sleep, if you dare wake me up before my alarm, I’ll kick you out.”
Minseok still doesn’t like Luhan.
Minseok can’t believe a grown up man like Luhan rejects the camping offer from his university, using his phobia as excuse. It’s not what Luhan really means, Minseok knows it, it’s absolutely because Minseok told him earlier he finally got his day off this Friday. The day is exactly when Luhan is supposed to go camping with his college friends.
“It’s a campsite, Luhan. Not a jungle.”
“It doesn’t sound any better for me. I’m still not going.”
Minseok sighs. “It’s not your phobia, isn’t it? You just don’t want to go.”
Luhan grins, Minseok can read him easily after all the time they spent together. “Camping isn’t really important anymore when I can have you all the time for three days, Minseok. We can do more pleasurable things than camping without going anywhere.”
Minseok glares at him, but he can’t help but chuckles at Luhan’s usual stubbornness. Minseok steps closer and cups Luhan’s face on his hands, brushing Luhan’s cheek with his thumb.
“You know, the skies are predicted to be all clear until Sunday.”
Luhan frowns, doesn’t get it. “So?”
“So,” Minseok leans in and bumps his nose to Luhan’s. “If the campsite is really that bad, you can still find your way home.”
Luhan laughs and pulls Minseok closer for a kiss instead.
im sorrrryyyyyyyy <3 but xiuhan is so cute i cant sobs
Fandom : EXO
Pairing : Xiumin/Luhan
Length : 1.4k words
Summary : Minseok doesn't like Luhan.
A/N: for hana_dulset because she is the xiu to my lu. this was supposed to be a drabble i swear
title from fix you by coldplay, sorry for the incredibly long title lmao
lights will guide you home (i'll try to fix you)
Minseok doesn’t like Luhan.
It’s not that Minseok hates him, he just refuses to know the reasons why Luhan has to step on his life; and practically changes everything. First, he has to be Minseok’s roommate. Everyone on this building knows so well Minseok doesn’t like sharing room, and for the past two years he has been keeping this room for himself, but then Luhan appeared on his door, smiled politely and asking if he was on the right room, which was a yes, and Minseok is a citizen with moral he couldn’t just drive someone off in 2 in the morning.
But he should’ve known letting someone in means his drape of privacy being blown away. He regrets it, every second of it.
Second, Luhan is so talky.
He talks anywhere (even in the bathroom when his voice is muffled on between his toothbrush and toothpaste, and Minseok swears to God it’s so disgusting) and anytime (even when Minseok has clearly gestures he doesn’t want to talk) and Luhan usually, mostly, doesn’t really wait for Minseok to answer. Probably he just likes talking, Minseok thinks, to get closer to his new roommate, but Minseok isn’t hoping for his coming so this selfish part of Minseok says he has nothing to repay.
(From Luhan almost self-talking session Minseok knows Luhan is from Beijing, he loves Korea so much so he spends most of his holiday in Korea, and now he’s studying Korean literature. He has no relative here so he had to rent a room, and Minseok doesn’t want to hear how on earth he ended up being his roommate. Luhan loves books, coffee, and Manchester United-two things are in common with Minseok, except the books part.
Ah, Luhan loves moon and stars, even though he doesn’t mean it in astronomy perspective. He just loves it, and Minseok concludes it’s because Luhan is weird.)
And the third is Minseok’s biggest problem.
Luhan can’t sleep with lamp off. Minseok is totally the opposite; he must sleep with lamp off. It troubles Minseok, of course, but he feels a bit guilty when Luhan asks him if he has a night lamp or something, his voice is seriously showing someone who’s afraid of the dark.
“I don’t use those things, so I don’t have it,” Minseok answers, slightly concerned and Luhan looks like he’s about to cry. “Are you really… can’t sleep without a light?”
Luhan shakes his head. “I can’t. I’m- I’m afraid of the dark,” he chuckles weakly. “Doesn’t it sound childish for you?”
“Well, yes, I mean- no, it doesn’t. Uh, everyone can be afraid of anything, even the most impossible thing. But that’s not the point here. I have to work and you have to attend classes tomorrow so we both need sleep. So-”
“I’ll sleep on the couch,” Luhan cuts him off, “do you mind if I turn on the lamp on living room?”
“Hey, wait, that wasn’t what I’m going to say.” Minseok frowns. “Are you trying to make me look bad? Sleeping on the couch can be interpreted as to drop someone’s pride, you know. And if you didn’t know, now you know.”
“I didn’t feel like you just dropped my pride,” Luhan shrugs. “We can’t sleep in the same room, unless you can separate the light. And it seems like I’ve been bothering you since the first time I came here, so I don’t want to give you any trouble; at least, not again.”
Minseok’s heart clenches.
“So, can I turn on the lamp?”
“Uh, yes.”
Luhan smiles, wraps his pillow and plushie into a bundle with his blanket and leaves after he says goodnight to Minseok.
Minseok can’t sleep even after the lamp is off. He wonders if he had regretted too much things.
Minseok still doesn’t like Luhan.
Luhan’s afraid being alone after 5 p.m. When Minseok hasn’t returned from work around the time, Luhan will bombard Minseok’s phone with calls and texts, and Minseok’s answers aren’t really calm him down until Luhan sees Minseok in front of the door, face tired, suitcase in one hand and phone in other hand.
And Minseok sighs because every single lamp on his room is turned on, thank you very much Luhan. Minseok doesn’t ask him is this necessary? even if he’s really tempting to, instead he opens his suitcase and hands Luhan a medium size lava lamp.
“The battery can last for 72 hours non-stop. Since you’d only need it when you sleep, it can last even longer. You can recharge the battery when the red light on the top turned on, and when the light changes to green, the recharge is complete.”
Luhan doesn’t react. Minseok raises an eyebrow, “Luhan?”
“Are you sure?” Luhan asks, voice trembling. “Are you sure with this? With the thing you did for me?”
Minseok feels uncomfortable for a while-does Luhan dislike the gift from him or what? He can’t read his expression, but Minseok nearly 100% sure tears are forming on the corner of Luhan’s eyes. Fuck, Minseok swears, why does he cry?
The question answers itself when Luhan suddenly crashes himself on Minseok, hugs him tight, sobbing a mess thank you on Minseok’s suit jacket.
(Minseok would complain about this, but it can wait.)
“I have achluophobia,” Luhan says that night. “It’s a phobia of the dark. I had it since I was nine.”
“What did lead you to the phobia?”
“Bad things happened to me in the dark,” Luhan says slowly, almost whispering. “Even when I sleep. That’s why I can’t sleep with lamp off, because when I open my eyes, I need to see something-anything, to assure myself that everything is okay. I used to think it’s probably better to be insomniac, but I knew it wouldn’t help.”
“That’s why you said you like stargazing?”
Luhan nods, “Yeah. They keep me company at night when I wake up with nightmares after nightmares.”
Minseok reaches out a hand to give Luhan’s hand a quick squeeze. “Can we give my beautiful lava lamp a try to get you rid of your phobia?”
Luhan looks up at him, smiles genuinely. “Sure, I’d like to see how it works.”
Minseok doesn’t like Luhan.
He doesn’t like the way Luhan smells fresh of citrus and apple when Luhan snuggles closer to him on his bed, and Minseok gives up on being persistent since Luhan is much more stubborn than him. He puts his arm around Luhan’s waist, feels Luhan’s warm breathe on his neck.
“You have your own bed five meters from here, Luhan.”
“I know, but here’s warmer.”
“You can’t sleep here, you left your lamp on your nightstand.”
“I know, but I have you. It can work in either way.”
Minseok rolls his eyes. He rises from his bed, walks to Luhan’s bed and takes the lamp from his nightstand to place it on his own. He goes back to bed, smacks Luhan’s head playfully with his palm and tries hard to suppress a smile because Luhan’s pout is so adorable.
“What are you doing? And what was that hit for?”
“I’m taking your lamp so you can sleep better and that was for you being annoying when I’m trying to sleep,” Minseok answers easily. “Now sleep, if you dare wake me up before my alarm, I’ll kick you out.”
Minseok still doesn’t like Luhan.
Minseok can’t believe a grown up man like Luhan rejects the camping offer from his university, using his phobia as excuse. It’s not what Luhan really means, Minseok knows it, it’s absolutely because Minseok told him earlier he finally got his day off this Friday. The day is exactly when Luhan is supposed to go camping with his college friends.
“It’s a campsite, Luhan. Not a jungle.”
“It doesn’t sound any better for me. I’m still not going.”
Minseok sighs. “It’s not your phobia, isn’t it? You just don’t want to go.”
Luhan grins, Minseok can read him easily after all the time they spent together. “Camping isn’t really important anymore when I can have you all the time for three days, Minseok. We can do more pleasurable things than camping without going anywhere.”
Minseok glares at him, but he can’t help but chuckles at Luhan’s usual stubbornness. Minseok steps closer and cups Luhan’s face on his hands, brushing Luhan’s cheek with his thumb.
“You know, the skies are predicted to be all clear until Sunday.”
Luhan frowns, doesn’t get it. “So?”
“So,” Minseok leans in and bumps his nose to Luhan’s. “If the campsite is really that bad, you can still find your way home.”
Luhan laughs and pulls Minseok closer for a kiss instead.
im sorrrryyyyyyyy <3 but xiuhan is so cute i cant sobs