PELT ME WITH YOUR PEANUTS EVERYONE! I FREAKING DESERVE IT! I’m so sorry for disappearing on you all like that! i didn’t want to, but university started up again and it’s been super busy here and I’m legit so sorry! So I’ve stayed up late to write this for you guys because I promised you an Angst and I never break my promises! Also, I found it kind of hard to write one with Lay just because I can’t see him being the type to yell like crazy when he’s mad. Anyways, this goes out to the Anon who wanted a Lay Angst! I hope you like it! :D
You felt a sigh escape your lips as you saw him walk into the apartment. Just like everyday like clockwork he would come home, headphones plunged into his ears, sunglasses covering his tired eyes and he would go straight into your bedroom. He would first peel off his clothes that he had been wearing for the day before going into the shower, he would emerge fully clean and grab something quick to eat before going to sleep – the cycle would be repeated the next day.
“Let’s live together, he said. We’ll see each other more, he said.” You scoffed at the very idea of spending time with your boyfriend. The two of you had been living together for the past few months and at first it worked out great.
Everyday was a little different. Some days he would come in with a big smile and he would spoil you rotten that night or maybe you felt like making a special dinner for the two of you. Other days he would come home upset because of his day, but that didn’t bother you – everyone has their off days.
But when the two of you began to get comfortable everything began to change. The atmosphere in the small space changed dramatically. A routine was set in stone and nothing was going to break it, but it was testing your patience and you didn’t know what to do anymore. It was eating you up inside, but you didn’t feel like you could tell him.
You didn’t realize Yixing had been standing at the opposite end of the couch for the past few minutes. You were so caught up in your thoughts that you had broken your nightly routine without even realizing it.
“Is something bothering you?” He asked. You had looked at him for the first time that night. It had felt like this was the first time you were properly seeing him for the first time in weeks.
“No.” You answered.
“Are you sure? It looks like something’s bothering you.” He stated. You looked away from him and continued to look at the TV in front of you. You didn’t know what you were watching at that point. You felt the other side of the couch shift as Yixing sat down beside you. “You can tell me, you know?” At that you scoffed.
“I’m surprised you even noticed.” Your words came out like ice as you continued to stare at the random program in front of you.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” You bit your tongue. Should you tell him how you felt? Should you keep it all in? You didn’t know what to do at that moment. “___.” Your eyes peeled themselves away form the screen to look at your boyfriend. He stared at you with a hard gaze. You sighed before turning yourself on the couch, so you could face him.
“It’s just that…we haven’t had a proper conversation in weeks.”
“That’s why we moved in together.” He blurted out. You rolled your eyes at his statement.
“And look how well that’s turned out, Yixing.”
“When was the last time you sat down to talk with me? When was the last time we talked about our day?”
“We’ve just been busy-“
“It’s passed being ‘busy’ a long time ago.” You said in disbelief. “I don’t even know what you’ve been doing at the studio these past few weeks. Do you even know what I’ve been doing at work? Do you even care?”
“Of course I care!”
“Really because you don’t seem to put any effort in trying to figure it out.”
“I told you-“
“You’ve been busy! That excuse will only works a few times.”
“It’s not an excuse.”
“It is! You’re using it to justify yourself!” Your voice began to raise as you continued to look at him. It didn’t seem to click into his head what he was doing and he wasn’t making any effort in trying to fix the problem.
“You just don’t understand!”
“Then tell me! Talk to me, Yixing!” You yelled. You just wanted him to talk to you. That’s all you’ve ever wanted.
“I’m trying to!”
“No, you’re not! You just keep telling me that you’re busy, but I’m busy too, but I’ve tried to make an effort with you – with us!”
“Are you saying I don’t care about this relationship?” He yelled out of astonishment.
“Yes! That’s exactly what I’m saying because that’s how I feel!” You yelled back.
“I do so much for us!”
“Like what? We don’t go out for dates any more, we don’t have dinner together, we don’t even go to bed at the same time anymore, we don’t even talk to each other anymore! So explain to me how you’ve been helping out this relationship?” He just stared at you. Yixing was never the kind of person to raise his voice to anyone. He was a quiet person and when he got upset he always made sure he didn’t let his temper get the better of him. It wasn’t in his nature, but you saw how much your words had hurt him.
“I want to spend time with you.” He said.
“Then why don’t you? Huh? Do the others do this too?”
“Tell me, Yixing! Talk to me!”
“I just want to sleep!” He yelled at the top of his lungs. You looked at him with a confused face before a soft one finally settled into your features. “I go into the studio and do everything they want and I feel like they drain all my energy and I just want to come home and sleep, but I’ve been neglecting you and I didn’t even realize it.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because, honestly, I forgot. I love you so much, but I’m not even thinking straight anymore and because of that I completely forgot to tell you. I just assumed that you would know.” You moved closer to him on the couch and reached out to touch his hand.
“I’m not a mind reader. You have to tell me these kinds of things or I’m never going to know.” You explained to him.
“I know, but I’m just not properly thinking anymore and I’m sorry for that.” You placed your other hand on his cheek and allowed your thumb to rub his soft skin.
“It’s okay. You need to tell me these kinds of things though or I won’t understand. The only way for this relationship to work is there to be communication.” You leaned forward and gently pressed you lips against his. “Shall we make a promise to talk to each other again about our days and how we’re feeling?”
“I think so.” You stuck out your pinkie for him to wrap his around yours.
“Now come on, let’s go to bed, together.” You said as you stood up form the couch and gave him your hand. Yixing took your hand and the two of you walked to your bedroom to finally fall asleep together.