Exo Imagines

Kitchen Impossible (Lay)

"Maria...I need help."

You groan and roll off the couch. This is the fifth time Lay has asked you for assistance.

Ever since Exo disbanded a year ago, he has been stuck to you like glue.

Lay claims the sudden attention is to make up for all of the lost time while he was on tour. Little did he know, you were starting to get quite annoyed.

It's not that you don't love him anymore. Especially after all these years of a smooth relationship.

You just need personal space.

So, in order to have some time to yourself, you send Lay into the kitchen to bake a cake. For you, of course. Lay doesn't like too many sweets.

He doesn't know the first thing about baking, so you figured it would keep him preoccupied while you read your favorite book. Looks like that plan is over.

"What is it, Lay?" You ask before turning the corner. You gasp. The entire kitchen is destroyed in a mess of white powder. Lay looks up at you with big, brown eyes.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I thought the recipe called for five cups of flour...come to find out, it's only three..." Lay mumbles with a nervous laugh. "I tried to get the extra flour out of the bowl, and my scoop kind of slipped...."

You sigh, your eyes scanning over the flour-covered wooden counters.

"All I wanted to do was bake a cake for my jagiya," he sighs, sliding a white arm around your shoulders. He rests his head against yours, his determination deflating.

"It's okay, Lay. Let's try to make the best of it."

You grab a handful of the powder, backing up. His eyes widen in realization.

Lay takes cover behind the fridge door, but it's too late. You giggle as the white substance squishes in his hair. He glares at you and dumps flour down his shirt.

"Maria, you want a hug?!"

You squeal, running towards the living room, but he grabs you by the waist, dragging you down with him.

Lying on the floor, you laugh with your boyfriend, your fingers interlocked.

"We really needed this," he murmurs, "We haven't had fun like this in months!"

"You're right, Yixing," you reply, running your fingers through his powdery hair. He kisses the tip of your nose.

"I love you, Maria."

"I guess I love you too, Lay."

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Aw, Lay is so cute.

I just realized that Lay is on a cooking show, so he must know how to bake!

Well, imagines are 'imagined' for a reason.^-^

Second imagine! This one is for Maria, the bae.(:

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