[krisho + sehun] babysitting isn't easy when you're taking care of the devil
kris/suho (yifan/junmyeon), sehun/suho i guess, 938 words, um fluff??
where kris wants to spend some ~quality time~ with his boyfriend's kid
"Are you really going to be okay taking care of him?" Junmyeon asked, eyebrows knitting in worry. He peeked inside, seeing the four-year-old boy seat himself on the floor right in front of the TV, Perry the Platypus doll beside him. At least he was quickly making himself comfortable.
The tall male standing by the doorway laughed, giving Junmyeon a reassuring smile. "You worry too much, babe." He ignored the sound of protest from Junmyeon. "Sehun and I are gonna have lots of fun today, don't worry. I'm good with kids!" Cue the gummy smile. Somehow, Yifan always manages to make him smile when he does that … even if what he said wasn't exactly very reassuring (or true).
"Well … alright. He can be a bit of a handful sometimes but he's a good kid." Junmyeon smiled, adjusting the sling of his backpack on his shoulder.
"I'm sure, since you raised him." Yifan chuckled, warm eyes on Junmyeon, who promptly looked down, fiddling with the sling of his backpack once again. He didn't miss the small smile on his boyfriend's face. "Anyway, you should go or you'll be late. Don't worry about things over here, alright?"
Junmyeon nodded, smiling up at Yifan. "Alright, I'll see you later, then. Take care~"
And just as he turned to go, strong hands grabbed him by the wrist, pulling the shorter male towards him. Junmyeon couldn't breathe, Yifan's face inches away form his own, a smirk on his boyfriend's lips. "Don't I get a goodbye kiss?"
That broke Junmyeon. His face instantly grew red, eyes widening in surprise. How cute. Yifan didn't let go, and it didn't seem like he was going to let go unless he got what he wanted.
In an attempt to save himself from embarrassment, Junmyeon quickly closed his eyes, clamping them shut. But he didn't try to free himself.
Oh, so he was going to play it like that, was he? Yifan smiled at his cute boyfriend, slowly leaning in -
He paused, a shiver running up his spine. It was as if someone poured a bucket of ice down his back. A sudden fear overwhelmed him, like the kind he got when his nephew emptied his entire skincare collection.
The memory made him shudder.
And then he noticed the source. A pair of cold, sleepy eyes looking straight at Yifan. No longer did he seem cute and harmless, even as he clutched that Perry the Platypus doll in his hands. Oh, no, it was as if he was almost daring Yifan to go ahead.
How could a four-year-old look so scary.
Yifan pulled back, and Junmyeon seemed to have sensed that. He opened one eye, seeing Yifan now away from his face. Disappointment was evident in his face, as he looked up at Yifan, only to see him eyeing something on the side … and it was only then that he noticed a figure staring up at him - or rather, at Yifan.
"Sehun!" Junmyeon quickly pulled his wrist away from Yifan's grasp, nervous smile on his face as he rushed over to the little boy standing beside him. "Weren't you watching your show?"
"It sucked." Sehun responded, looking away from Yifan (not until after a few, silent seconds) before looking up at Junmyeon, all coldness gone even when his face was blank.
"Don't say those things, Sehun." Junmyeon pouted at Sehun, before a smile was back on his face, reaching down to pat Sehun's head. "Well, papa's going to work now, okay? Don't give Yifan any trouble now, alright?"
Sehun was silent, but nodded anyway, looking up at Junmyeon. At the nod, Junmyeon stood, looking at Yifan. "Um, well, I'm going to go now."
"Yeah, uh, take care," said Yifan, raising a hand and slowly … patting Junmyeon's shoulder.
Awkward.
The two of them stood in front of each other, silent as Yifan pulled his hand away. There was no way I could kiss him now, Yifan thought, as the pair looked at the four-year-old who seemed to be preoccupied with pulling dirt from his toy's face.
"See you two later tonight, then," said Junmyeon, and turned away from the two. He was stopped again, but this time, by a tug on the back of his shirt. He turned around to see Sehun, staring up at him.
"What is it, Sehun?"
Sehun was silent until he waved at Junmyeon to move down. Confused and somewhat curious, Junmyeon did that, bending his torso down so he was now at Sehun's level.
"Hm -"
Sehun had leaned in so quickly he didn't have time to process what happened until he felt Sehun's lips against his own, a quick peck before he pulled away. That same blank look was on his face as he looked up at Junmyeon, although there was a new twinkle in his eyes.
"Bye, papa."
It was Yifan's turn to want to murder someone.
Despite the surprise, Junmyeon laughed, his face bright, eyes crinkling. "Bye bye to you, too, Sehunnie ~ Papa'll bring you home some bubble tea, alright?"
Sehun's face lit up, smiling up at Junmyeon. "Don't forget about it!"
"I won't, I won't. Well, I'll see you later!"
And then he turned, finally on his way to work.
The other two stood at the doorway, Sehun waving goodbye at Junmyeon as the car sped away. As soon as the car was out of sight, Sehun dropped his hand, the smile gone from his face.
"I win."
Yifan looked down so fast, only to see Sehun make his way inside his (his!) house, not sparing a glance at the older male.
What a brat.
- this is for torakiss because i wanted to write something for her <3
- also inspired by a prompt at exopromptmeme but this doesn't fit the bill
- and i really wanted to write some krisho(hun bec ot3!) for kichie ; u;
- i should stop writing kids some time (nope)
- um there may be a part 2 of this when i get off my lazy ass!!
- no honestly this was supposed to be one long-ish fic but it felt more appropriate to end it there
- oh and the nephew mentioned here is luhan because he would haha
where kris wants to spend some ~quality time~ with his boyfriend's kid
"Are you really going to be okay taking care of him?" Junmyeon asked, eyebrows knitting in worry. He peeked inside, seeing the four-year-old boy seat himself on the floor right in front of the TV, Perry the Platypus doll beside him. At least he was quickly making himself comfortable.
The tall male standing by the doorway laughed, giving Junmyeon a reassuring smile. "You worry too much, babe." He ignored the sound of protest from Junmyeon. "Sehun and I are gonna have lots of fun today, don't worry. I'm good with kids!" Cue the gummy smile. Somehow, Yifan always manages to make him smile when he does that … even if what he said wasn't exactly very reassuring (or true).
"Well … alright. He can be a bit of a handful sometimes but he's a good kid." Junmyeon smiled, adjusting the sling of his backpack on his shoulder.
"I'm sure, since you raised him." Yifan chuckled, warm eyes on Junmyeon, who promptly looked down, fiddling with the sling of his backpack once again. He didn't miss the small smile on his boyfriend's face. "Anyway, you should go or you'll be late. Don't worry about things over here, alright?"
Junmyeon nodded, smiling up at Yifan. "Alright, I'll see you later, then. Take care~"
And just as he turned to go, strong hands grabbed him by the wrist, pulling the shorter male towards him. Junmyeon couldn't breathe, Yifan's face inches away form his own, a smirk on his boyfriend's lips. "Don't I get a goodbye kiss?"
That broke Junmyeon. His face instantly grew red, eyes widening in surprise. How cute. Yifan didn't let go, and it didn't seem like he was going to let go unless he got what he wanted.
In an attempt to save himself from embarrassment, Junmyeon quickly closed his eyes, clamping them shut. But he didn't try to free himself.
Oh, so he was going to play it like that, was he? Yifan smiled at his cute boyfriend, slowly leaning in -
He paused, a shiver running up his spine. It was as if someone poured a bucket of ice down his back. A sudden fear overwhelmed him, like the kind he got when his nephew emptied his entire skincare collection.
The memory made him shudder.
And then he noticed the source. A pair of cold, sleepy eyes looking straight at Yifan. No longer did he seem cute and harmless, even as he clutched that Perry the Platypus doll in his hands. Oh, no, it was as if he was almost daring Yifan to go ahead.
How could a four-year-old look so scary.
Yifan pulled back, and Junmyeon seemed to have sensed that. He opened one eye, seeing Yifan now away from his face. Disappointment was evident in his face, as he looked up at Yifan, only to see him eyeing something on the side … and it was only then that he noticed a figure staring up at him - or rather, at Yifan.
"Sehun!" Junmyeon quickly pulled his wrist away from Yifan's grasp, nervous smile on his face as he rushed over to the little boy standing beside him. "Weren't you watching your show?"
"It sucked." Sehun responded, looking away from Yifan (not until after a few, silent seconds) before looking up at Junmyeon, all coldness gone even when his face was blank.
"Don't say those things, Sehun." Junmyeon pouted at Sehun, before a smile was back on his face, reaching down to pat Sehun's head. "Well, papa's going to work now, okay? Don't give Yifan any trouble now, alright?"
Sehun was silent, but nodded anyway, looking up at Junmyeon. At the nod, Junmyeon stood, looking at Yifan. "Um, well, I'm going to go now."
"Yeah, uh, take care," said Yifan, raising a hand and slowly … patting Junmyeon's shoulder.
Awkward.
The two of them stood in front of each other, silent as Yifan pulled his hand away. There was no way I could kiss him now, Yifan thought, as the pair looked at the four-year-old who seemed to be preoccupied with pulling dirt from his toy's face.
"See you two later tonight, then," said Junmyeon, and turned away from the two. He was stopped again, but this time, by a tug on the back of his shirt. He turned around to see Sehun, staring up at him.
"What is it, Sehun?"
Sehun was silent until he waved at Junmyeon to move down. Confused and somewhat curious, Junmyeon did that, bending his torso down so he was now at Sehun's level.
"Hm -"
Sehun had leaned in so quickly he didn't have time to process what happened until he felt Sehun's lips against his own, a quick peck before he pulled away. That same blank look was on his face as he looked up at Junmyeon, although there was a new twinkle in his eyes.
"Bye, papa."
It was Yifan's turn to want to murder someone.
Despite the surprise, Junmyeon laughed, his face bright, eyes crinkling. "Bye bye to you, too, Sehunnie ~ Papa'll bring you home some bubble tea, alright?"
Sehun's face lit up, smiling up at Junmyeon. "Don't forget about it!"
"I won't, I won't. Well, I'll see you later!"
And then he turned, finally on his way to work.
The other two stood at the doorway, Sehun waving goodbye at Junmyeon as the car sped away. As soon as the car was out of sight, Sehun dropped his hand, the smile gone from his face.
"I win."
Yifan looked down so fast, only to see Sehun make his way inside his (his!) house, not sparing a glance at the older male.
What a brat.
- this is for torakiss because i wanted to write something for her <3
- also inspired by a prompt at exopromptmeme but this doesn't fit the bill
- and i really wanted to write some krisho(hun bec ot3!) for kichie ; u;
- i should stop writing kids some time (nope)
- um there may be a part 2 of this when i get off my lazy ass!!
- no honestly this was supposed to be one long-ish fic but it felt more appropriate to end it there
- oh and the nephew mentioned here is luhan because he would haha