When This Is Guiding You Home - ChenLayHan
Title: When This Is Guiding You Home
Genre: fluff
Pairing: Luhan/Yixing/Jongdae
Rating: G
Length: Drabble (390w)
Yixing is playing the piano when Luhan arrives home.
He takes his time hanging up his keys and jacket and crouches down to untie his shoes, one by one, placing them neatly on the rack.
Jongdae is curled in the corner of the couch, and smiles gently at him as he comes in. Yixing keeps playing, and Luhan seats himself carefully on the other side of the couch, drawing his legs up beneath him. Yixing glances over, his frame swaying slightly with the melody. Luhan drops his head to the side, nestling into the cushion.
The instrumental piece Yixing has started melds seamlessly into a song and he opens his mouth, singing quietly, almost under his breath. Luhan can see the glint of the city out the full-wall window, the reflection of the grand, and of Jongdae opening his mouth to harmonize. He closes his eyes.
This is their song. Luhan shivers in anticipation of his part coming up.
But his voice breaks over the third word. His eyes are damp, his throat dry. Jongdae’s line jolts as he shifts over to stroke his hair. Luhan leans into the caress and Yixing looks over again.
They continue singing, Yixing into the keyboard and Jongdae into Luhan’s cheek. Luhan turns to sling himself into Jongdae’s lap, burying his face into his clavicles like a child. It feels safe there, in the airy warmth of their apartment, the two people he loves the most singing for him like a lullaby.
“Tough day?” Jongdae murmurs when the chorus fades. Luhan nods.
Yixing finishes with a chord, forgoing the second verse, and pads over to nestle himself behind Luhan. He wraps the two of them in his arms, enveloping Luhan in a cocoon of an embrace, pressing a lingering kiss to the nape of his neck.
“I love you,” Luhan whispers, fighting back the moisture in his eyes.
Jongdae’s lips curl up, his finger tracing a line down his nose.
“We love you too, little Lu,” he says, presses his lips to the corner of Luhan’s mouth. His finger runs over his cheekbone when he pulls back.
“Do you want to go to bed?”
Luhan lowers his head again. “Sing for me more.”
There are chuckles before the first note. Luhan relaxes in their arms, letting the harmonies wash over him, around him, into him.
*
They will see us waving from such great heights
“Come down now,” they’ll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
“Come down now,” - but we’ll stay
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Genre: fluff
Pairing: Luhan/Yixing/Jongdae
Rating: G
Length: Drabble (390w)
Yixing is playing the piano when Luhan arrives home.
He takes his time hanging up his keys and jacket and crouches down to untie his shoes, one by one, placing them neatly on the rack.
Jongdae is curled in the corner of the couch, and smiles gently at him as he comes in. Yixing keeps playing, and Luhan seats himself carefully on the other side of the couch, drawing his legs up beneath him. Yixing glances over, his frame swaying slightly with the melody. Luhan drops his head to the side, nestling into the cushion.
The instrumental piece Yixing has started melds seamlessly into a song and he opens his mouth, singing quietly, almost under his breath. Luhan can see the glint of the city out the full-wall window, the reflection of the grand, and of Jongdae opening his mouth to harmonize. He closes his eyes.
This is their song. Luhan shivers in anticipation of his part coming up.
But his voice breaks over the third word. His eyes are damp, his throat dry. Jongdae’s line jolts as he shifts over to stroke his hair. Luhan leans into the caress and Yixing looks over again.
They continue singing, Yixing into the keyboard and Jongdae into Luhan’s cheek. Luhan turns to sling himself into Jongdae’s lap, burying his face into his clavicles like a child. It feels safe there, in the airy warmth of their apartment, the two people he loves the most singing for him like a lullaby.
“Tough day?” Jongdae murmurs when the chorus fades. Luhan nods.
Yixing finishes with a chord, forgoing the second verse, and pads over to nestle himself behind Luhan. He wraps the two of them in his arms, enveloping Luhan in a cocoon of an embrace, pressing a lingering kiss to the nape of his neck.
“I love you,” Luhan whispers, fighting back the moisture in his eyes.
Jongdae’s lips curl up, his finger tracing a line down his nose.
“We love you too, little Lu,” he says, presses his lips to the corner of Luhan’s mouth. His finger runs over his cheekbone when he pulls back.
“Do you want to go to bed?”
Luhan lowers his head again. “Sing for me more.”
There are chuckles before the first note. Luhan relaxes in their arms, letting the harmonies wash over him, around him, into him.
*
They will see us waving from such great heights
“Come down now,” they’ll say
But everything looks perfect from far away
“Come down now,” - but we’ll stay
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