[exo] go to sleep (i'll help you) || drabble
⇢ exo ; yixing/luhan ; pg ; 850
⇢ when yixing gets sick and luhan is determined to do the chores.
⇢ imagine person A of your otp trying to fix the sheets after a long night, but being unable to get the last corner on, so they just sit there frustrated until person B comes and does it for them.
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yixing doesn’t get sick very often but when he does, luhan doesn’t really know what to do besides make the younger rest.
“luhan, i’m fine,” yixing groans as he sits on their bed with his head in between his knees.
“no, you’re not. you’re pale and your head is burning,” luhan says and kisses the top of yixing’s head, draping their blanket over yixing’s shoulders. “stay in bed.”
“but i need to clean the house,” yixing whines and flings the blanket off of him only to have luhan shove him onto his back with another blanket (how many did they have on their bed?) pressed against the front of his neck.
“sleep,” luhan orders and shakes his head. “i’ll do the chores today.”
“oh god, no!” yixing shrieks and flails his arms underneath the blanket. “you’re going to make it messier!”
luhan sits down on the edge of their bed with a pout. “what’s that supposed to mean?”
“you’re just not very good with cleaning?” yixing says and smiles innocently at luhan.
“how would you know? you don’t let me clean anything.” luhan frowns and crosses his arms in front of his chest.
“because you’re precious and i wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself while cleaning?” yixing says and slowly sits up, cringing when his head drums with pain.
yixing sighs when luhan doesn’t reply and wraps his arms around luhan’s waist, pecking the elders temple. “i love you.”
“i know,” luhan mumbles and snuggles closer to yixing. “but you need to rest. let me do the chores, please?”
yixing sighs and nods, “only if you promise me that you’ll call me if you have any questions.”
luhan nods eagerly and pushes yixing gently back onto the bed. “sleep.”
yixing’s eyes flutter shut and he pulls the blanket up, curling into fetish position under the blanket. luhan laughs and kisses yixing’s forehead before leaving the room with a soft click of the door.
luhan has never done chores before. he was one of those lucky people born into a rich family with butlers and maids that did all the cleaning for him. even after moving away from his family to seoul for college he never had to do chores. he moved in with yixing and the latter never let him do any chores.
“these chores weren’t so hard,” luhan says and he wipes the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.
he grabs the list he had made of the chores he needed to do off the counter and scratches off mopping. he had finished tidying up the living room and mopped the kitchen floor. next on his list was change the bedsheets and wash them.
“that doesn’t sound too difficult,” luhan singsongs and climbs the stairs to grab the extra bedspreads.
he pushes the door of the guest room open and pulls off the duvet, bed sheets and pillowcases. after setting the pile down onto the floor, he grabs the extra sheets and begins to put them on. he finishes the pillowcases and duvet easily but when it was time to put the bed sheet on, he had issues. the last corner of the bed sheet wouldn’t fit over the mattress and no matter how hard luhan tries, it just wouldn’t go on.
after a few more tries he gives up and sits down onto the floor with a pout evident on his face, glaring at the bed sheet as if it would put itself on properly if he glared hard enough.
he’s not sure how long he had been sitting on the floor for but he knows the more he glares at the bed sheet, he more frustrated he got. he had thought of asking yixing for advice but not wanted to disturb the youngers much needed rest, he stays put.
he growls angrily and he tries to pull the bed sheet again. “why won’t you go on properly?”
he hears a laugh coming from the direction of the door and turns to glare at the laughing yixing. “why are you up?”
“i’ve slept enough,” yixing says and walks over to luhan, settling down beside him. “what are you up to?”
“this damn bed sheet won’t go on properly.” luhan whines and punches yixing in the arm when the latter laughs again.
“luhan, you didn’t put one of the corners on properly, how are you supposed to put this one on right?” yixing says and points at the other side of the mattress.
luhan groans and puts his head onto yixing’s shoulder. yixing shrugs him off gently and gets up to put the bed sheet on properly.
“i’m proud of you,” yixing says as he corrects the corner. “i didn’t think you could clean so well.”
“i learned a thing or two while watching you clean.” luhan smiles and gets up to back hug yixing.
“maybe i should make you clean the house every other week from now on,” yixing chuckles and pats the elder on the top of his head.
“no,” luhan whines but smiles when he feels yixing’s shoulder shake from laughing.
****⇥ this was written along with two other drabbles: woohyun/sungyeol (infinite) and minhyuk/sungjae (btob)
⇥ masterpost | request box | suju fics
⇢ when yixing gets sick and luhan is determined to do the chores.
⇢ imagine person A of your otp trying to fix the sheets after a long night, but being unable to get the last corner on, so they just sit there frustrated until person B comes and does it for them.
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yixing doesn’t get sick very often but when he does, luhan doesn’t really know what to do besides make the younger rest.
“luhan, i’m fine,” yixing groans as he sits on their bed with his head in between his knees.
“no, you’re not. you’re pale and your head is burning,” luhan says and kisses the top of yixing’s head, draping their blanket over yixing’s shoulders. “stay in bed.”
“but i need to clean the house,” yixing whines and flings the blanket off of him only to have luhan shove him onto his back with another blanket (how many did they have on their bed?) pressed against the front of his neck.
“sleep,” luhan orders and shakes his head. “i’ll do the chores today.”
“oh god, no!” yixing shrieks and flails his arms underneath the blanket. “you’re going to make it messier!”
luhan sits down on the edge of their bed with a pout. “what’s that supposed to mean?”
“you’re just not very good with cleaning?” yixing says and smiles innocently at luhan.
“how would you know? you don’t let me clean anything.” luhan frowns and crosses his arms in front of his chest.
“because you’re precious and i wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself while cleaning?” yixing says and slowly sits up, cringing when his head drums with pain.
yixing sighs when luhan doesn’t reply and wraps his arms around luhan’s waist, pecking the elders temple. “i love you.”
“i know,” luhan mumbles and snuggles closer to yixing. “but you need to rest. let me do the chores, please?”
yixing sighs and nods, “only if you promise me that you’ll call me if you have any questions.”
luhan nods eagerly and pushes yixing gently back onto the bed. “sleep.”
yixing’s eyes flutter shut and he pulls the blanket up, curling into fetish position under the blanket. luhan laughs and kisses yixing’s forehead before leaving the room with a soft click of the door.
luhan has never done chores before. he was one of those lucky people born into a rich family with butlers and maids that did all the cleaning for him. even after moving away from his family to seoul for college he never had to do chores. he moved in with yixing and the latter never let him do any chores.
“these chores weren’t so hard,” luhan says and he wipes the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand.
he grabs the list he had made of the chores he needed to do off the counter and scratches off mopping. he had finished tidying up the living room and mopped the kitchen floor. next on his list was change the bedsheets and wash them.
“that doesn’t sound too difficult,” luhan singsongs and climbs the stairs to grab the extra bedspreads.
he pushes the door of the guest room open and pulls off the duvet, bed sheets and pillowcases. after setting the pile down onto the floor, he grabs the extra sheets and begins to put them on. he finishes the pillowcases and duvet easily but when it was time to put the bed sheet on, he had issues. the last corner of the bed sheet wouldn’t fit over the mattress and no matter how hard luhan tries, it just wouldn’t go on.
after a few more tries he gives up and sits down onto the floor with a pout evident on his face, glaring at the bed sheet as if it would put itself on properly if he glared hard enough.
he’s not sure how long he had been sitting on the floor for but he knows the more he glares at the bed sheet, he more frustrated he got. he had thought of asking yixing for advice but not wanted to disturb the youngers much needed rest, he stays put.
he growls angrily and he tries to pull the bed sheet again. “why won’t you go on properly?”
he hears a laugh coming from the direction of the door and turns to glare at the laughing yixing. “why are you up?”
“i’ve slept enough,” yixing says and walks over to luhan, settling down beside him. “what are you up to?”
“this damn bed sheet won’t go on properly.” luhan whines and punches yixing in the arm when the latter laughs again.
“luhan, you didn’t put one of the corners on properly, how are you supposed to put this one on right?” yixing says and points at the other side of the mattress.
luhan groans and puts his head onto yixing’s shoulder. yixing shrugs him off gently and gets up to put the bed sheet on properly.
“i’m proud of you,” yixing says as he corrects the corner. “i didn’t think you could clean so well.”
“i learned a thing or two while watching you clean.” luhan smiles and gets up to back hug yixing.
“maybe i should make you clean the house every other week from now on,” yixing chuckles and pats the elder on the top of his head.
“no,” luhan whines but smiles when he feels yixing’s shoulder shake from laughing.
****⇥ this was written along with two other drabbles: woohyun/sungyeol (infinite) and minhyuk/sungjae (btob)
⇥ masterpost | request box | suju fics