exo one shots

kill for you || zyx

member : lay

type : rude fluff | cute fluff

traits / qualities : mafia leader yixing x leader's wife reader

»Baby , I'd kill for you«

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Y/N's POV

In my eyes.

"No," I sighed.

Even if you are wrong, you are right.

"BaBY doLL PleASE YOU NEVER GET DRUNK WITH ME ANYMORE!" He clung to my leg and I groaned.

Even if there is a terrible crime.

"Yix Yix, off the floor, please," I looked at him as he sobbed dramatically, a bottle of vodka in his hand.

It's alright, 'cause I got your back, and I know you got mine.

"I just love you so much, you know?" He cried and I sighed.

I belong to the church of your name.

"Yixing."

Sing a song, 'cause I worship the ground you walk on.

"Anything, my baby doll," he rubbed his cheek against my calf.

If I pray for you, I know you'll be there.

Despite even his drunkest states, he still held me so high like royalty.

"Did you just lick my knee?" I raised a brow, glancing down at him, sighing as he had fell asleep seated against my leg.

In my bed I believe every word that you've said.

Crouching down, I scooped him up into my arms as I walked over to our bed in our room. I set him down, laying him down as I smiled at him.

Just a kiss and you make me forget.

Leaning down, I let my lips capture his for a moment before pulling away.

All the bad, the battles we lost, the bodies we hid.

"You have me fall for you each moment we're together."

You don't know, just how far I'd be willing to go.

Turning to pull the covers over him, I felt a grip over my arm as he pulled me back.

You put the cracks into my moral code.

"What's wro-"

So you can count on me to always be there.

"Kiss me again," he pouted, his eyes still shut.

"Yix, sleep. You have to rest," I argued.

"After kisses, kisses first, please," he pleaded and I got on the bed from the other side to lay beside him.