dad jokes //// sulay

fifty-three.

"5...4...3...2...1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!" everyone shouted, cheers being heard from everyone. all the couples in the room kissed, as per tradition. yixing pecked junmyeon's lips, not wanting to make out with him in front of his family members. junmyeon smiled at him, anson and jaemin hugging each other.

hugs all around were given, yixing receiving hugs from some of junmyeon's far too drunk (and flirty) cousins, his parents, and of course anson and jaemin. he even got a hug from aunt rosie and aunt sara.

it was fun. yixing wasn't used to this- he had spent the past five years getting drunk and partying for new years, never invited to any family events. sehun called junmyeon, junmyeon grabbing yixing's arm and pulling him away from junmyeon's flirty cousin, irene.

"happy new year!" the couple shouted, seeing sehun and luhan grinning.

"well, for us, it was a new year about an hour ago but we figured we'd wait to call you," sehun laughed, obviously very happy. luhan snagged the phone from him.

"ge i'm getting married!" luhan exclaimed happily, showing off his ring, "look how pretty!"

"ah, we're so happy for you," yixing grinned at his little brother. he really had grown up.

"yah, stop stealing the phone," sehun whined, "put the kids on!"

"anson, jaemin, come here! uncle sehun is on the phone!" junmyeon told the kids, having to raise his voice over the loud conversations going around the room. anson and jaemin ran to him, yixing kneeling down that the met the camera.

"UNCLE HUNNIE HAPPY NEW YEAR!" they both screeched.

"happy new year!" sehun exclaimed back, pulling luhan to his side, "meet your uncle luhan!"

"uncle hannie," both anson and jaemin decided upon, "hannie and hunnie sitting in a tree, k-"

"none of that," yixing scrunched his nose up, "luhan, what did mom and dad say?"

"well, dad flipped but whatever. mom was happy and just boasted off my ring to all of her friends," luhan rolled his eyes.

"well, it is a nice ring," junmyeon mumbled, nodding to himself, "i mean, i would probably boast too."

"believe me, he's done his fair share of boasting," sehun said, earning an elbow to his rib from luhan.

"alright well, we'll call you guys later! we're gonna go to bed and sehun's phone is about to die," luhan smiled, waving bye to everyone, "bye, love you!"

"love you too!" everyone exclaimed. they hung up after that.

"ah, they're engaged," junmyeon smiled happily. irene walked back up to them.

"hey, irene," junmyeon smiled at his cousin, not even realizing that she had been flirting with yixing all night. in his eyes, she was just being friendly.

"junmyeon," she responded, "can i see your ring? word is that it's beautiful."

junmyeon just rose his hand, yixing wrapping his arm around junmyeon's waist.

"i'm gonna fuck you until you cry when we get home," yixing whispered into his ear. junmyeon blushed, nudging him softly as irene marveled over his ring jealously.

"this is so pretty! yixing, how much did it cost?" irene asked. yixing scratched the back of his neck.

"seven, maybe close to eight million?" yixing asked. irene gaped, looking to yixing and then junmyeon. how did junmyeon end up being the one to land such a successful, handsome guy? irene was much prettier.

"mommy, i'm tired," anson told junmyeon. junmyeon nodded, turning to yixing.

"anson is sleepy," junmyeon said, "we should get going, it's already way past his bedtime."

"okay, love," yixing nodded, jaemin grabbing onto his hand.

"xing, can we go home now?" jaemin yawned. yixing nodded.

"yeah, we're gonna get going," junmyeon announced, everyone booing. junmyeon smiled, explaining that the boys were tired. and on came the swarm of hugs. it took another ten minutes worth of hugs before they could get out of there.

"bye, mum, dad," junmyeon waved a final goodbye to his parents.

"bye!" they exclaimed, yixing receiving yet another hug from minji.

"it's great to have you back, yixing," minji smiled at yixing. yixing's heart warmed.

"it's great to be back," yixing responded, hugging the small woman back.

and then they left, yixing humming a soft tune as he drove his family home. anson and jaemin fell asleep against each other, anson resting his head on top of jaemin's, which was resting against anson's shoulder.

"that was fun," yixing smiled, "your cousin was totally flirting with me, by the way."

"who, irene?" junmyeon asked, then scoffing, "no, she's just friendly like that."

"i'm telling you, she was flirting with me," yixing insisted.

"believe what you will, yixing," junmyeon laughed, yixing pulling up to their home.

"alright, fine then, don't believe me," yixing huffed. junmyeon smiled, shaking his head to himself.

"yah, don't look like such a kicked puppy. even if she was, why would it matter to me?" junmyeon rolled his eyes. yixing frowned.

"cause you love me," yixing frowned.

"yeah, and you love me. you don't love her, you love me. why would i get jealous when i trust you?" junmyeon rose an eyebrow. yixing tilted his head.

"you and i view jealousy very differently," yixing said, junmyeon nodding in agreement.

"i get jaemin and you grab anson?" junmyeon asked yixing. yixing nodded, the two getting out of the car and grabbing the sleeping five year olds.

junmyeon unlocked the front door, yixing locking it again after they stepped in. they put the boys in the their own separate rooms, yixing walking to the kitchen afterwards. junmyeon, confused as to why they hadn't already gone into the bedroom, followed after yixing. he leaned against the wall as yixing rummaged through the fridge, finally finding the two items he was looking for.

he closed the fridge, holding the two objects. junmyeon rose an eyebrow at him, staring at the syrup and whipped cream.

"do you want me to make you french toast?"

yixing smirked at junmyeon's naive innocence. how could someone be so cute and yet so fuckable at the same time?

"not what i plan on eating tonight, bunny."