Kpop Imagines {Completed}

EXO: Lay- If These Sheets Were States

A/N: Based on the song- If These Sheets Were States by All Time Low.
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*His Pov*
I'm lost in empty pillow talk again
I'm lost in empty pillow talk again
I sigh as I get into the cold bed. Pulling the comforter over my head, I imagine (Y/n) lying next to me. "Goodnight, jagi." I murmur.
This bed's an island made of feather down, and I'm stuck here alone
With little else but but memories of you, on memory foam
"Yixing, come cuddle." She giggles, lying on the bed with her arms open.
"(Y/n), I can't. You know I have to write a song for the new album." I mumble, bent over a page filled with song lyrics.
"Finish it tomorrow, it's almost two in the morning." She says.
"I can't (Y/n)! Go to bed without me!" I yell, taking my frustrations out of her.
She stays silent and I look over to see her beautiful eyes filling with tears. "(Y/n),mianhae-"
"Go finish your stupid song!" She sobs before pulling the comforter over her head. It does nothing to muffle the sobs coming from underneath it.
"(Y/n)..."
Visions of a brighter love, I'd kill for one more day
To pool my thoughts and find the words to say
"Bye (Y/n), I'll be back soon, okay?" I state as I pull her into a hug.
"Do you have to go?" She mumbles into my chest.
"Ne, Mianhae." I kiss the top of her head.
"Go." She says, before pushing me away from her and towards the gate. "Before I change my mind."
I start to walk away, then stop. "Saranghae."
"Saranghae too." She forces a smile, barely holding back tears.
"I'll be back soon." I promise before walking into the jet bridge.
Right as I turn away, a tear slips down my cheek.
If these sheets were the states and you were miles away, I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me
Because I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me
I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again
I press the call button and hold my breath.
"This is (Y/n), I'm not available at the moment. Leave me a message-"
I end the call and flop back onto the bed.
I'm lost in empty pillow talk again
"I just need to hear her voice." I say out loud to the empty hotel room.
This room's become a mausoleum, filled with relics of regret
Paying dues to every moment wasted, on words left unsaid
Collisions of a finer love, I'd kill for one more way
To tell you how you make me better every day
I imagine our room that we share in our apartment. My guitar and piano pressed up against one wall. My clothes strewn all over the place, which makes (Y/n) extremely mad. The same guitar sits on the floor, leaning against the bed. I pick it up, laughing slightly at the memory of her trying to play it.
"Yixing, will you teach me?" She asks eagerly.
"Sure." I chuckle as she attempts to strum while playing a wrong cord.
If these sheets were the states and you were miles away, I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me
Because I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me
I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again
I try her phone again.
Lost in empty pillow talk again
Lost in empty pillow talk again
"This is (Y/n)-"
I hang up.
One more time.
Jebal, just pick up. I pray.
If these sheets were the states and you were miles away, I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me
Because I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me
I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again
"Yeobosayo?"
I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again
I release a breath I didn't realize I've been holding. "It's me."
I'm lost in empty pillow talk again.