10

Layla wakes up and decides to stay in her bed for a few more minutes, until she realises that Yixing is laying one room away and probably is awake by now. Layla grumbles (she never liked mornings to be completely honest) and gets up. She wears a sweatshirt over her short and tight top that she wore for sleeping and quickly goes into her bathroom. After she's done washing up she walks into her living room to find Yixing laying on her couch, lazyly scrolling trough his phone.

"Good morning, Yixing.", she softly says and the boy turns around to look at her.

"Good morning, Layla.", he says back. As he sees her walking into the kitchen, he quickly gets up and follows her. With a quick look on her clock, she realises that they don't have much time left.

"Look, I'm really sorry for what will follow. The boys asked where I am and I kind of told them... And now they want to meet you. Like really now.", he says and an apologizing gaze creeps up on his face. Layla nearly drops her things, as she turns around to look at him.

"You mean they are on their way?", she asks and Yixing nods.

"Oh my gosh, I have nothing I can offer them.", she says, but Yixing lazily waves it off.

"They are bringing stuff for breakfast, so don't worry. But I'm sorry anyways.", Yixing says and Layla smiles.

"Its okay, I can handle a bunch of boys.", she confidently says and Yixing laughs silently.

"Are you sure?", Yixing asks and Layla nods.

"Of course, I know you all. Remember that I used to fangirl over you."

"Right... I always forget that you're kind of a fan.", he returns and Layla grins cheekily at him.

"I'm a fan of Jongin, not of you.", she winks at Yixing, who looks at her with a playful look of disbelief. They both start to run in unison, Layla because she realises what Yixing gas planned and Yixing, because he wants to tickle her for saying stuff like this.

Layla starts to laugh like crazy and Yixing does the same.