dad jokes //// sulay

fifty.

junmyeon sighed, helping anson wash his hair. yixing just watched from the bathroom doorway, leaning against it coolly.

"could you pass me that towel?" junmyeon asked, pointing to the towel hanging on a hook in the wall. yixing got it, handing it to junmyeon.

"thanks," junmyeon mumbled, fingertips grazing yixing's as he passed the object over, "come on, annie."

anson stood up from the tub, his mom wrapping the towel around him and lifting him up. junmyeon just handed his son to yixing, jaemin walking into the restroom. yixing took anson away so jaemin could undress comfortably. junmyeon drained the water, letting clean water fill the tub again. he checked the temperature and then nodded at jaemin. he stepped in. jaemin was a bit easier to was that anson- jaemin stayed still while anson tried to splash the water on his mom.

"that towel, yixing," junmyeon said, pointing to another towel. yixing got it, handing it to him. junmyeon did the same thing with jaemin that he did with anson, handing him like a burrito to yixing, then going back to the tub so he could drain it.

"dear god, i'm all wet," junmyeon sighed, looking at his completely soaked shirt, compliments of anson. yixing snickered, covering his mouth when junmyeon looked at him.

"what, you think this is funny?" junmyeon asked, "boys, attack yixing!"

"pterodactyl screech!" jaemin and anson shouted, suddenly pushing yixing. he staggered, falling into the tub. he made a big splash, since the water level had only slightly gone down since junmyeon unplugged the clog.

yixing stared in shock as junmyeon and the boys burst out laughing. but then suddenly junmyeon was getting pushed into the tub too, falling right on top of yixing.

"damn it," junmyeon whispered, water seeping into his jeans. anson and jaemin laughed like maniacs, running back to anson's room.

"they really are devil children, huh?" yixing asked, taking notice of junmyeon's close proximity. but junmyeon only started laughing, what started off as quiet giggles ending up as snorts of laughter. yixing laughed too, seeing the comedy of the situation, junmyeon's head falling against his chest as he silently shook with laughter.

but the laughter slowly died, yixing's arms wrapping around junmyeon's waist slowly and very unsurely. junmyeon gulped.

"y-yixing?" junmyeon asked, realizing the compromising position. junmyeon was straddling yixing, pressed up right against him, chest to chest.

"shut up," yixing closed his eyes, "just let me have this one moment."

and so junmyeon went silent, head falling back against yixing's chest as the water level descended around them. they knew they had to get out when it finally all drained.

"o-okay..." junmyeon trailed off, "i'll get out first, okay?" junmyeon said. yixing nodded, moment slowly dying as junmyeon lifted himself off of him, pants and shirt dripping with water. junmyeon sighed, shaking his head as he stepped out of the tub, grabbing a towel. he dried his hair first, handing another towel to yixing once he had finally stepped out. junmyeon then attempted to dry his clothes with towel, at least enough to where he wouldn't leave a water trail back to his closet. he saw anson and jaemin on his bed, watching that spiderverse movie on his tv.

"it was only three bucks," anson told junmyeon. his mom shrugged out an okay, not really caring for its price because he could afford it.

"i'll go change," yixing said, sending a playful glare to the kids, "evil munchkins."

"okay," junmyeon nodded, taking his shirt off and changing into a dry one. yixing didn't allow himself to stare, instead leaving the room and going to his own designated one right besides junmyeon's. he changed into some dry boxers and sweatpants, not bothering with a shirt because he knew he'd end up taking it off in the middle of the night anyways. he walked back to junmyeon's room, where his ex boyfriend was snuggling into the two five year olds.

"dad, come watch!" anson said. yixing nodded, slowly sitting down on the side opposite from junmyeon. anson tugged yixing's arm, pulling him closer to the three.

"what're we watching?" yixing asked, slowly wrapping an arm over the three.

"spiderverse," jaemin answered, "look, peter porker!"

"is that a pig?" yixing questioned.

"it gets weirder. there's some chick with tentacles or something," junmyeon snickered.

"okay," yixing sighed, watching the movie with the boys. eventually anson and jaemin fell asleep. junmyeon got up, picking up jaemin and taking him to his own room while yixing did the same with anson.

"we could... we could watch another movie," junmyeon whispered out, putting himself out there. he nervously played with his engagement ring, twisting it around his finger.

"no... i should, uh, go to bed," yixing said, "we're coming out to the public tomorrow. big day."

junmyeon nodded, chewing on his bottom lip. he didn't know what he was expecting. yixing could hold him like he was his entire world one moment and then brush him away as if he were just some dirt on his shoes.

"yixing?" junmyeon said, catching the taller's attention, "could you please stop leading me on?"

"hmm?" yixing rose an eyebrow.

"please- please stop leading me on," junmyeon said, voice cracking.

"pardon?"

"stop... holding me one minute and then brushing me away the next," junmyeon said, "i get that you hate me but please stop. it hurts."

yixing stepped forward, pulling junmyeon into a hug. junmyeon broke down in tears, quiet little sobs escaping his parted mouth.

"i don't," yixing closed his eyes, hating himself in that one moment, "i don't hate you, junmyeon."

"y-you don't?" junmyeon asked, looking up at him.

"i should," yixing said, nodding to himself, "i should hate you. but i can't. why can't i hate you?"

junmyeon leant up, arms wrapping around yixing's neck.

"yixing- yixing, kiss me," junmyeon said. yixing shook his head, eyes still closed shut.

"i should hate you," yixing said, "stop making me fall in love with you."

"yixing," junmyeon whispered, "kiss me."

"we can't do this," yixing shook his head.

"i know," junmyeon said, bring yixing's head down, "i know we can't."

and yet, yixing's resolve broke itself, completely shattering as he let his lips fall on top of junmyeon's. but only for a second.

yixing deserved a second.

and then he pulled away, whispering an "i'm sorry."

"me too," junmyeon spoke softly back as yixing turned his back on him, walking out of his room.

oh how tables and can turn.