His phone starts ringing while he's in the studio, he knows straight away that it's you because who else would call him at 3am. Rubbing his temples, Yixing picks up the phone to hear giggling on the other end while you tell your girlfriends to pipe down.
"Y/N," his voice cuts your giggling short, "this is the third time this week that you've gone out drinking."
"You know, baby," you slur your words and as much as he wants to chuckle at the slight hiccup you let out, Yixing remains firm in his 'annoyed' husband position. "You look good in them clothes but you look better out of them."
"Pick up lines only work when I'm drunk, now why are you calling me so early in the morning?"
"Baby~" your whine always works on him and as you elongate the 'y' sound at the end of the word, it has Yixing already bending to your whims.
"Tell me where you are and I'm on my way."
When you get into the car, he can't help but smile at how affectionate you are; normally you are shy whenever you two are in public but tonight, under the inhibitions of alcohol, you kiss his lips and tell him how amazing he is.
"Am I your husband or your taxi service?" He asks as you keep kissing his lips. "Because lately I'm confused." You ponder for a second before letting out a laugh at his crushed expression.
He always takes you seriously when he really shouldn't - especially when you're drunk.
"You," you kiss his nose, "are," his cheek, "the", his other cheek, "best," his forehead, "husband", his lips, "ever." You smile at him, eyes flooding with adoration as he gives you a goofy grin.
"You are so drunk." You nod your head vigorously.
"Yes, but that doesn't mean it's not true. You always look after me no matter what and I love and appreciate that - even when I call you at 3am to pick me up." You pout, pulling at his heartstrings. "I hope it's alright that I called you instead of a cab?"
"Would you treat the taxi driver like this?" Once again, you pretend to be thinking before bursting out laughing at how hurt he looks. "Yah, you just wait until we get home!" Settling into your seat, you chuckle because even if he looks annoyed, Yixing is just glad you called him.
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Drabble Collection #2
FanfictionVarious drabbles collected from my Tumblr. May contain various drabbles if it follows a particular story arc/muse drabbles. Titles will contain: idol, group, au, M for mature Note: I no longer write mature themes for Kim Jongdae, anything mature is...
