dad jokes //// sulay

twelve.

"yixing, really?" junmyeon whined, staring at his mirror. yixing glanced at him, seeing the elder poke at several different hickeys. he slightly laughed, but then got a stuffed animal thrown at his face.

"hey," yixing frowned, throwing it back, "it's not my fault you bruise easily!"

junmyeon rolled his eyes, staring at his boyfriend who was casually strewn over his bed, shirtless and pants hanging low on his hips as he lazily scrolled through his instagram feed. a small smile poked at junmyeon, but he held it back.

"i'm meeting my mother for lunch," junmyeon sighed, applying makeup to his neck to cover everything, "so i won't be at the cafe today."

"okay, bun," yixing nodded, "i don't have a shift today anyways."

"you don't?" junmyeon asked, "classes, then?"

"no, it's my day off," yixing said, "i think i'll go and look around for jobs, though."

"you have a job," junmyeon commented. yixing nodded.

"yeah, but not one that's gonna get me to where i want to be," yixing replied.

"well where do you want to be?" junmyeon questioned.

"at the top," yixing spoke quietly. junmyeon nodded, finishing up with his neck and crawling back into bed with yixing, snuggling into his side.

"i'd reckon you could," junmyeon yawned tiredly. yixing smiled at him, having a hand go to play with his hair, messing it up even though junmyeon had just combed it. the elder didn't even have the heart to whine, and instead closed his eyes, laying his head on yixing's chest.

"thanks, bunny," yixing said, pressing a kiss onto the top of junmyeon's head, looking back to his phone while absentmindedly still playing with junmyeon's hair, using only one hand as he scrolled with the other.

"who's that?" junmyeon asked, pointing at the video yixing was staring at.

"me," yixing said, watching the video of him dancing diligently, "that's me."

"wow, you're really good," junmyeon stated, staring as yixing moved perfectly in time with the beat, making complex moves look outrageously easy and graceful.

"i was sick that day," yixing sighed, shaking his head, "i was a little off. had a fever. i used the dance studio at school to film it. nice if the instructor to allow me to do that."

"you weren't off," junmyeon frowned, looking more closely at the video, "you were perfectly on time, you didn't miss a beat."

"thanks, bub," yixing smiled, "but i can do better than that."

"what's your instagram account?" junmyeon questioned, pulling out his own phone.

"@zyxzjs," yixing responded. junmyeon nodded, easily finding the page and following him. yixing chuckled slightly when he saw the notification.

"there, now you have one more follower. you know, you could use social media as leverage," junmyeon said through a yawn, "if you're social media famous, it's easier for you to climb to the top."

"yeah, you're right," yixing said, "but i cover my face in all of my posts with a mask so that people will focus on my dances, not my looks."

"smart. you'd get a truckload of fangirls if they saw how handsome you are," junmyeon said, yixing's ears tinting red. yixing scoffed, flicking the back of junmyeon's head before continuing to play with it. he clicked on junmyeon's profile pic, being taken to his account. it was mainly just desserts and meals he made, along with the front of his bakery showing. he had a good amount of followers, the majority of his followers being the people who just like to look at food. he followed back.