“The cafe is falling apart without you” Yixing explains

“Minseok keeps on spilling the drinks, Baekhyun thinks he’s too fabulous to serve people their food, Luhan has broken nearly every electrical item except the lights and Chanyeol, well..”

Yixing takes a very deep breath,

“He keeps on scaring the customers away”

Jongdae manages to form a smile from his pale and chapped lips. He lay very still there on the hospital bed, his frail body wired up to various machines which monitored his health. The normally cheerful man, now, awfully pale and weak, his brows furrowed like he was in pain constantly but his eyes always stayed the same. Loving and kind.

Yixing smiled at the younger male and held his hands tightly. Jongdae was taken into hospital two weeks today, and every day,Yixing would come over and comfort him. Bringing him Cinnamon buns (Jongdae hated hospital food) get well card from friends alike and news on how the cafe was going to go bust if Luhan and co are left in charge.

Today, Jongdae seemed. Happy. Yixing spotted this as soon as he entered the room. Not that it was a bad thing, he loved seeing Jongdae smile, his face lighting up, the slight crinkles from under his eyes. Yixing loved the way Jongdae didn’t even need to try to make him feel alright. Normally, Jongdae would murmurer on how the nurses and doctors scared him and not even looks twice at his cinnamon bun or cards. But today, he put a small smile and laughed at Chanyeol’s awful hand writing, begging him to come back to the cafe.

“I don’t even think Chanyeol knows the word grammar...” Jongdae muses and puts the handmade card down. He sighed and turned to the window. It was a beautiful spring day. His favorite season. The sun had finally come out from it’s shell, the grass was lush and green and the spring flowers where now poking their heads out from the ground. It was almost like a dream. But dreams where never to vivid.

Yixing saw that Jongdae’s face had suddenly changed. He sighed deeply and turned to the chinese man. His face had deflated and sunken. His mouth was thin and straight, but it was his eyes that worried Yixing. All he saw was utter sadness.

 “You don’t have to come here you know,”

“Hey,” Yixing held his hand tighter. Jongdae looked away and tried to blink out the warm salty tears, which threatened to turn into a river.

“It’s going to be alright, I promise you, don’t say such thing” Yixing brought Jongdae’s hand toward him and kissed his knuckles gently,

Jongdae whimpered and pulled away, he was now wiping the tears and was trying to hold in his cries,

“You’re and idiot,” Jongdae mummers

Yixing doesn’t understand, he doesn’t want to understand, he looked deeply at his lover and shook away the bad thoughts from his mind.

He doesn’t want to believe it.

“I’ll never get better!” Jongdae sobs

Hey guys~~ new Laychen sad fic T_T (imnotafanofsadficsbutitslaychensoit)

there will be 7 chapters and yeah very very sad

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