dad jokes //// sulay

three.

"what if he doesn't talk to me anymore?" yixing asked worriedly, letting his head fall into his hands, "god, he probably thinks i'm some freak that catches feelings after two jokes."

"he doesn't think you're a freak," baekhyun consoled. a day had passed. junmyeon was supposed to be there five minutes ago. he wasn't. yixing immediately assumed the worst.

"and how do you know that?" yixing questioned.

"because he's about to walk in," baekhyun replied.

"what?" yixing yelped, immediately standing up erect as junmyeon walked up to the ordering counter. guess he was just late.

"hey," junmyeon greeted, flashing yixing a smile that made him inwardly coo. what a bunny.

"y-yeah, hi," yixing said, honestly surprised that junmyeon hadn't found a new place to get coffees and teas. there were certainly better places, after all, the only reason their shop ever got customers was because starbucks was mainstream.

"what should i get today?" junmyeon asked him, "it's a bit colder out now that it's almost october, so maybe a coffee."

yixing didn't say anything, just staring at junmyeon's beauty. the smaller, realizing eyes were on him, looked back from the menu to yixing, who hadn't realized he had been caught staring yet. yixing had a little, happy smile on his face, dimple showing as he slightly stared at junmyeon.

god damn it, that fucking dimple must be illegal, junmyeon thought to himself, wait, shit, is there someone on my face?

"is there, um, something on my face?" junmyeon asked a tad bit nervously. that snapped yixing out of his trance. almost immediately his ears went red from being caught, but he was quick to shake his head no.

"n-no, i was just, um, surprised you came," yixing said quickly, stuttering over his words in that cute way he always did.

what a sugar cube, junmyeon's thoughts were wilding. yixing had left a really permanent impression on the elder with his jokes, and now every time he saw him, junmyeon couldn't help but smile at the fox like boy.

and it certainly doesn't help that yixing is so freaking good looking, either.

"why wouldn't i have come?" junmyeon asked.

"n-no reason, i just f-figured you overheard baekhyun's loud mouth," yixing said, sending a small but not serious glare to baekhyun, who had been eavesdropping. baekhyun sent an apologetic little smile, pretending to go back to cleaning one of the coffee machines. he was still listening though.

"i, um, didn't hear anything," junmyeon blushed, very vivid memories of what yixing was talking about filling his head. still, he played innocent, pretending not to know what yixing was referencing. yixing rose an eyebrow, not realizing how hot it was.

"that can't be right," yixing shook his head, "i saw you blush."

"yah, idiot, he said he didn't hear anything," baekhyun immediately jumped in, smacking yixing upside the head, "just drop the topic, dumbass."

"yah, i'm your hyung," yixing said, hitting baekhyun's arm, "don't smack me, tiny child."

"yixing," baekhyun warned, "imma kick your ass all the way to brazil if you call me tiny one more time."

"boy, threaten me again and i'll kick your ass so far away that google maps won't be able to find you," yixing's eyes narrowed to slits, staring baekhyun down. that made baekhyun a little surprised, since yixing normally just sent a grin and an apology.