[exo] coming home to you.
|| jongin x yixing | g | underlying romance ||
warning: #HowToGrammar // disclaimer: no copyright infringement intended whatsoever.
summary: jongin is back in korea.
a/n: my first drabble. and it's an epic fail. #yolo
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coming home to you ;;
There’s a dull incessant buzz of muffled words and intelligible sounds around Jongin as he adjusts the straps of the purple MCM backpack on his shoulders. He runs a hand through his freshly-dyed raven hair, straightens his outfit, and looks around at the throngs of people heading in the direction of the arrival gates. A small smile graces his lips. He’s back in Korea. After a week in London, he’s finally back. One step closer to home. Jongin’s smile widen.
He blocks out the noise that the crowd around him is making, opting instead to focus solely on the pair of warm welcoming arms of the man he has missed so much.
And so with a blooming excitement in his heart and a sparkle in his eyes, Jongin throws his shoulders back and crosses the arrival hall with long purposeful strides.
One week, seven days, ten thousand eighty minutes, and far too many seconds of longing and missing, he has returned. Jongin cannot wait.
Yixing hyung, I’m back.
**
- /flings self off cliff because wtf is this omg ;A;
- forever kaixing deprived. apparently enough to come up with plotless nonsense D:
- comments would be appreciated :)
- i should probably follow-up on this, shouldn't i?
shameless pimpage is shameless but if you're a layhan shipper/dont mind them, please read this okay? <3
also! come say hello on twitter and/or ask.fm ♥
warning: #HowToGrammar // disclaimer: no copyright infringement intended whatsoever.
summary: jongin is back in korea.
a/n: my first drabble. and it's an epic fail. #yolo
***
coming home to you ;;
There’s a dull incessant buzz of muffled words and intelligible sounds around Jongin as he adjusts the straps of the purple MCM backpack on his shoulders. He runs a hand through his freshly-dyed raven hair, straightens his outfit, and looks around at the throngs of people heading in the direction of the arrival gates. A small smile graces his lips. He’s back in Korea. After a week in London, he’s finally back. One step closer to home. Jongin’s smile widen.
He blocks out the noise that the crowd around him is making, opting instead to focus solely on the pair of warm welcoming arms of the man he has missed so much.
And so with a blooming excitement in his heart and a sparkle in his eyes, Jongin throws his shoulders back and crosses the arrival hall with long purposeful strides.
One week, seven days, ten thousand eighty minutes, and far too many seconds of longing and missing, he has returned. Jongin cannot wait.
Yixing hyung, I’m back.
**
- /flings self off cliff because wtf is this omg ;A;
- forever kaixing deprived. apparently enough to come up with plotless nonsense D:
- comments would be appreciated :)
- i should probably follow-up on this, shouldn't i?
shameless pimpage is shameless but if you're a layhan shipper/dont mind them, please read this okay? <3
also! come say hello on twitter and/or ask.fm ♥