ice cream shenanigans
ice cream shenanigans
sehun-centric, g, crack
lu han and minseok hyungs pls (and thnx). kid au. for potaoto~
Sehun was so done with his hyungs. He had been watching Digimon - not Pokemon, mind you, not that mainstream thing most of his peers watched, but Digimon, the cooler version - comfortably on the couch, his favourite apple juice in his favourite curly straw cup just the way he liked it, and a packet of Maltesers. He was in heaven. So when Lu Han hyung and Minseok hyung came barreling over with their stupid soccer ball, yelling and brawling around on the floor of the living room, he’s almost ready to burst out the big guns. He started with a mild scowl first, holding his apple juice and Maltesers to his chest out of harm’s way.
This had no effect on Lu Han or Minseok, who continued kicking the ball around - it made its way across the room to whizz right in front, barely a hair’s width from Sehun’s face, to bounce onto the wall behind him and right out of the window. It actually breaks, Sehun jumping away appalled and horrified, spilling glass shards all over the flowerbed right outside their living room window, the flowerbed that Kyungsoo hyung and Jongin hyung tended to sometimes, when they remembered to.
Sehun, ensuring that he hadn’t spilled any of his precious apple juice nor dropped any Malteser, hurried to the dining room part of the living room (that was what Daddy Junmyeon called it, Sehun thought it was pretty dumb too) to secure his stash and watch as Lu Han and Minseok stared at each other, an oh-no-we’ve-done-it-this-time look on their faces. Sehun wrinkled his nose, eager to get back to Digimon - he hadn’t put the tape in this time - but there was the glass, and there was no way he would let himself get incriminated in this whole mess. He wouldn’t put it past Lu Han hyung to drag him into this, so he stayed on the safe side of the room and waited for Lu Han hyung to come up with some devious plan.
It was clear when Lu Han hyung did, because his eyes literally twinkled in glee and he ran off to Yixing hyung’s room, Minseok hyung hot on his heels. Sehun rolled his eyes and folded his legs up onto the chair so he could wait it out and pray that it was commercial time for Digimon. He tapped his feet and wondered when Daddy Kris would be home.
He didn’t have to wait much longer, thank god, because Daddy Kris was home in no time at all, just as Lu Han hyung was dragging Yixing hyung out of his room to stand in the living room as he scampered away and Sehun heard the door of his and Yixing’s room click shut. Yixing hyung took one look at the window, then at Sehun, then at Daddy Kris, who was looking almost thunderous in shock.
“WHO - DID - THAT -” Daddy Kris yelled, and Sehun stuck a finger in his ear with the air of a prince having to deal with unpleasant peasants one time too many.
Yixing hyung stared up at Daddy Kris. “Lu Han and and Minseok..... but I think you should stop yelling, Dad.”
Sehun watched as Daddy Kris’ face tried to maintain its anger, but crumpled visibly at Yixing hyung’s mild, slightly blank smile. Sehun tried to copy the smile as accurately as he could for future use, but it didn’t seem to have the same effect, from his reflection across the dining table in the display cabinet. He would have to spend some time practising this, or find out how Lu Han hyung always managed to bribe Yixing hyung to announce disasters to Daddy Kris. Yixing hyung just had that sort of magic hold on Daddy Kris - Sehun had seen him get angry with everyone, Lu Han hyung, Minseok hyung, Chanyeol hyung and even Kyungsoo hyung, once, when he refused to come out for dinner in favour of working on his little keyboard. But never Yixing hyung.
Daddy Kris clenched his jaw so hard Sehun wondered if his teeth would shatter, then closed his eyes and deep breathed for a while. It was like watching one of the grizzly bears Sehun saw on National Geographic channel; he almost had to muffle his laugh. But Daddy Kris was soon opening his eyes and looking down at Yixing hyung.
“Run back to your room, Yixing,” Daddy Kris said, and walked over to assess the situation of the broken window. Yixing hyung shook his head amusedly and walked off, when Daddy Junmyeon came home looking surprised.
“What happened?” Daddy Junmyeon asked. Daddy Kris pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
“Lu Han and Minseok, who else,” Daddy Kris rolled his eyes; it was like the National Geographic channel again. Sehun sipped his apple juice, entertained.
“Oh...........” Daddy Junmyeon frowned, but it always looked to Sehun like a look of mild confusion than a look of anger.
“Sorry, Daddy!” piped Minseok hyung from his room, peeking his head out from the doorframe. Lu Han hyung’s head popped up above him with a similarly rueful grin and parroted Minseok’s apology.
Daddy Kris looked up and growled, “you two......” but Daddy Junmyeon placed a warning hand on his shoulder and Daddy Kris flopped back against the sofa. Sehun took a look at the clock and pouted, because Digimon was over. Stupid Lu Han and Minseok hyungs.
Daddy Kris shook his head and threw his hands up. “I give up, man. I’m going to take a shower, I’ll call the repair guy when I’m out.”
Daddy Junmyeon squeezed Daddy Kris’ arm as he walked off, and stared a little forlornly at the glass. Sehun was miffed, to be honest. He had missed half of Digimon and it was a really exciting episode today, too. He would have to have some kind of treat to make up for it. Ice cream, perhaps.
He went up to Daddy Junmyeon, tugging on his sleeve. Daddy Junmyeon took a while to react, staring down at Sehun with questioning eyes. Sehun adopted his best eyesmile, the one Daddy Junmyeon was susceptible to.
"Daddy," Sehun scrunched his mouth up in a pout. "I need ice-cream, I missed Digimon today."
"Oh......" Daddy Junmyeon glanced back at the window. "Sehunnie, can this wait, Daddy -"
"ICE CREAM?" Chanyeol hyung's voice came from his and Kyungsoo hyung's room, and Sehun could hear Baekhyun hyung yelling about it too. Soon Chanyeol, Baekyun, Jongdae and Jongin hyungs were crowding round Sehun, jointly staring up at Daddy Junmyeon. Daddy was a goner.
"Ahh.......... all right, then." Daddy Junmyeon frowned and smiled at the same time, and headed off to the kitchen. Sehun's hyungs jumped onto the couch in glee and made themselves comfortable; Sehun followed Daddy Junmyeon to the kitchen to make sure Daddy got the strawberry cheesecake flavour instead of that nasty mint chocolate one only Jongdae hyung liked. He pointed it out to Daddy earnestly, his cup and Maltesers still in his embrace. Daddy grabbed it and a bunch of small bowls for everyone.
"Kyungsoo-yah, Taozi! Yixing, Minseokie, come out, we're having ice cream." There was a loud whoop and Lu Han, Minseok and Zitao came practically rolling into the living room, landing in a heap at the foot of the couch. Kyungsoo hyung took his place quietly at next to Chanyeol hyung, who had moved over and was squashing Jongin to make space for him. Yixing hyung wandered out blankly, joining Sehun on the other couch. Daddy Junmyeon laid the bowls out and scooped exactly one scoop of ice cream in each of them, doing his best to ignore the complains and whines Chanyeol and Jongdae hyungs were making.
"Just one scoop," Daddy Junmyeon said as sternly as he could, and handed the ice cream out. Sehun took his bowl happily, then accepted a napkin from Daddy Junmyeon gracefully so he could tuck it down the front of his favourite dinosaur shirt. Only Kyungsoo hyung took a napkin besides him, Sehun noted with distaste. His hyungs were really animals sometimes.
There was a moment of silence wherever everybody savoured that first, magical spoonful of ice cream, and Daddy Junmyeon looked fondly at the ten kids in the living room. The magical moment, however, was broken when Daddy Kris came out of the shower, rubbing his hair absently before he caught sight of the situation.
"What -" Sehun could feel the start of the grizzly bear tantrum, the kind that usually led to a mauled fish on the television, but Daddy Junmyeon grabbed Daddy Kris' hand in a reassuring squeeze.
"Sehunnie wanted ice cream, so." Sehun glanced up at Daddy Kris with his best yeah-so-what face. Daddy Kris sighed heavily.
"Okay, whatever." Daddy Kris shook his head. "I'll just go outside to check the window out. Lu Han and Minseok, you guys move one inch from that couch and I'll ground you till you're seventy."
Lu Han and Minseok waited till Daddy Kris turned his back and was walking out of the door with Daddy Junmyeon to stick their tongues out at him.
Two seconds was all it took for the breakout to occur: the second the door clicked, Lu Han smeared ice cream in Jongdae's hair "just because", and it was war. Jongdae yelled in indignation and flung a spoonful of ice cream in retaliation, but managed to hit not only Lu Han but Minseok as well; Minseok whirled around and hit Baekhyun in the face with his spoon; Baekhyun spluttered and spat ice cream in Jongin's face, Jongin lashed out with a kick only to plant it in Chanyeol's tummy.
It was chaos in no time at all; and Sehun quickly, but calmly (just like in a fire drill, his preschool teacher had praised him just last week) got out of that couch and living room before things could get worse and he found ice cream in his hair - Kyungsoo hyung joined him almost immediately. Staring at each other in a sort of kindred-spirits-in-a-sea-of-weirdos way, Sehun quietly slipped his arm in Kyungsoo hyung’s and they headed to his room to hide in the closet, in case Chanyeol hyung decided his need to also cover them two in ice cream was large enough to come looking for them (no, Sehun had experienced this before. Really).
They sat there in the dark, Sehun savouring his ice cream and dabbing his sticky fingers on his paper-towel-bib, Kyungsoo hyung taking careful bites of his ice cream, and discussing the relative merits of strawberry cheesecake ice cream (Sehun was in the Absolutely Zero Flaws camp). They had almost reached a conclusion of their little party when someone yanked the door open and Daddy Kris’ anxious face loomed into view between the clothes. Daddy Kris pushed the clothes apart, into Sehun’s face.
“God, there you are,” Daddy Kris said, pulling them out of the closet. “Why the - why were you guys hiding in the closet?”
Sehun looked up at Daddy Kris and rolled his eyes a little, shrugging. Daddy Kris asked the dumbest questions sometimes. Kyungsoo hyung just stared up at Daddy Kris expressionless. Daddy Kris swallowed.
“Okay, uh, just. Go to the living room, okay, we broke them up. Go watch TV or something, you guys are gonna die of lack of oxygen in this closet.”
Sehun looked over at Kyungsoo hyung, who glanced at him and trotted off back to his room. Sehun glanced at Daddy Kris, who was looking very confused, and pressed his bowl to him before deciding that a nap would round this day off well. He did not bother to turn around to catch the utterly baffled face he was sure Daddy Kris had on. Dads.
wow 'tis a bad ending i'm sorry
sehun-centric, g, crack
lu han and minseok hyungs pls (and thnx). kid au. for potaoto~
Sehun was so done with his hyungs. He had been watching Digimon - not Pokemon, mind you, not that mainstream thing most of his peers watched, but Digimon, the cooler version - comfortably on the couch, his favourite apple juice in his favourite curly straw cup just the way he liked it, and a packet of Maltesers. He was in heaven. So when Lu Han hyung and Minseok hyung came barreling over with their stupid soccer ball, yelling and brawling around on the floor of the living room, he’s almost ready to burst out the big guns. He started with a mild scowl first, holding his apple juice and Maltesers to his chest out of harm’s way.
This had no effect on Lu Han or Minseok, who continued kicking the ball around - it made its way across the room to whizz right in front, barely a hair’s width from Sehun’s face, to bounce onto the wall behind him and right out of the window. It actually breaks, Sehun jumping away appalled and horrified, spilling glass shards all over the flowerbed right outside their living room window, the flowerbed that Kyungsoo hyung and Jongin hyung tended to sometimes, when they remembered to.
Sehun, ensuring that he hadn’t spilled any of his precious apple juice nor dropped any Malteser, hurried to the dining room part of the living room (that was what Daddy Junmyeon called it, Sehun thought it was pretty dumb too) to secure his stash and watch as Lu Han and Minseok stared at each other, an oh-no-we’ve-done-it-this-time look on their faces. Sehun wrinkled his nose, eager to get back to Digimon - he hadn’t put the tape in this time - but there was the glass, and there was no way he would let himself get incriminated in this whole mess. He wouldn’t put it past Lu Han hyung to drag him into this, so he stayed on the safe side of the room and waited for Lu Han hyung to come up with some devious plan.
It was clear when Lu Han hyung did, because his eyes literally twinkled in glee and he ran off to Yixing hyung’s room, Minseok hyung hot on his heels. Sehun rolled his eyes and folded his legs up onto the chair so he could wait it out and pray that it was commercial time for Digimon. He tapped his feet and wondered when Daddy Kris would be home.
He didn’t have to wait much longer, thank god, because Daddy Kris was home in no time at all, just as Lu Han hyung was dragging Yixing hyung out of his room to stand in the living room as he scampered away and Sehun heard the door of his and Yixing’s room click shut. Yixing hyung took one look at the window, then at Sehun, then at Daddy Kris, who was looking almost thunderous in shock.
“WHO - DID - THAT -” Daddy Kris yelled, and Sehun stuck a finger in his ear with the air of a prince having to deal with unpleasant peasants one time too many.
Yixing hyung stared up at Daddy Kris. “Lu Han and and Minseok..... but I think you should stop yelling, Dad.”
Sehun watched as Daddy Kris’ face tried to maintain its anger, but crumpled visibly at Yixing hyung’s mild, slightly blank smile. Sehun tried to copy the smile as accurately as he could for future use, but it didn’t seem to have the same effect, from his reflection across the dining table in the display cabinet. He would have to spend some time practising this, or find out how Lu Han hyung always managed to bribe Yixing hyung to announce disasters to Daddy Kris. Yixing hyung just had that sort of magic hold on Daddy Kris - Sehun had seen him get angry with everyone, Lu Han hyung, Minseok hyung, Chanyeol hyung and even Kyungsoo hyung, once, when he refused to come out for dinner in favour of working on his little keyboard. But never Yixing hyung.
Daddy Kris clenched his jaw so hard Sehun wondered if his teeth would shatter, then closed his eyes and deep breathed for a while. It was like watching one of the grizzly bears Sehun saw on National Geographic channel; he almost had to muffle his laugh. But Daddy Kris was soon opening his eyes and looking down at Yixing hyung.
“Run back to your room, Yixing,” Daddy Kris said, and walked over to assess the situation of the broken window. Yixing hyung shook his head amusedly and walked off, when Daddy Junmyeon came home looking surprised.
“What happened?” Daddy Junmyeon asked. Daddy Kris pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
“Lu Han and Minseok, who else,” Daddy Kris rolled his eyes; it was like the National Geographic channel again. Sehun sipped his apple juice, entertained.
“Oh...........” Daddy Junmyeon frowned, but it always looked to Sehun like a look of mild confusion than a look of anger.
“Sorry, Daddy!” piped Minseok hyung from his room, peeking his head out from the doorframe. Lu Han hyung’s head popped up above him with a similarly rueful grin and parroted Minseok’s apology.
Daddy Kris looked up and growled, “you two......” but Daddy Junmyeon placed a warning hand on his shoulder and Daddy Kris flopped back against the sofa. Sehun took a look at the clock and pouted, because Digimon was over. Stupid Lu Han and Minseok hyungs.
Daddy Kris shook his head and threw his hands up. “I give up, man. I’m going to take a shower, I’ll call the repair guy when I’m out.”
Daddy Junmyeon squeezed Daddy Kris’ arm as he walked off, and stared a little forlornly at the glass. Sehun was miffed, to be honest. He had missed half of Digimon and it was a really exciting episode today, too. He would have to have some kind of treat to make up for it. Ice cream, perhaps.
He went up to Daddy Junmyeon, tugging on his sleeve. Daddy Junmyeon took a while to react, staring down at Sehun with questioning eyes. Sehun adopted his best eyesmile, the one Daddy Junmyeon was susceptible to.
"Daddy," Sehun scrunched his mouth up in a pout. "I need ice-cream, I missed Digimon today."
"Oh......" Daddy Junmyeon glanced back at the window. "Sehunnie, can this wait, Daddy -"
"ICE CREAM?" Chanyeol hyung's voice came from his and Kyungsoo hyung's room, and Sehun could hear Baekhyun hyung yelling about it too. Soon Chanyeol, Baekyun, Jongdae and Jongin hyungs were crowding round Sehun, jointly staring up at Daddy Junmyeon. Daddy was a goner.
"Ahh.......... all right, then." Daddy Junmyeon frowned and smiled at the same time, and headed off to the kitchen. Sehun's hyungs jumped onto the couch in glee and made themselves comfortable; Sehun followed Daddy Junmyeon to the kitchen to make sure Daddy got the strawberry cheesecake flavour instead of that nasty mint chocolate one only Jongdae hyung liked. He pointed it out to Daddy earnestly, his cup and Maltesers still in his embrace. Daddy grabbed it and a bunch of small bowls for everyone.
"Kyungsoo-yah, Taozi! Yixing, Minseokie, come out, we're having ice cream." There was a loud whoop and Lu Han, Minseok and Zitao came practically rolling into the living room, landing in a heap at the foot of the couch. Kyungsoo hyung took his place quietly at next to Chanyeol hyung, who had moved over and was squashing Jongin to make space for him. Yixing hyung wandered out blankly, joining Sehun on the other couch. Daddy Junmyeon laid the bowls out and scooped exactly one scoop of ice cream in each of them, doing his best to ignore the complains and whines Chanyeol and Jongdae hyungs were making.
"Just one scoop," Daddy Junmyeon said as sternly as he could, and handed the ice cream out. Sehun took his bowl happily, then accepted a napkin from Daddy Junmyeon gracefully so he could tuck it down the front of his favourite dinosaur shirt. Only Kyungsoo hyung took a napkin besides him, Sehun noted with distaste. His hyungs were really animals sometimes.
There was a moment of silence wherever everybody savoured that first, magical spoonful of ice cream, and Daddy Junmyeon looked fondly at the ten kids in the living room. The magical moment, however, was broken when Daddy Kris came out of the shower, rubbing his hair absently before he caught sight of the situation.
"What -" Sehun could feel the start of the grizzly bear tantrum, the kind that usually led to a mauled fish on the television, but Daddy Junmyeon grabbed Daddy Kris' hand in a reassuring squeeze.
"Sehunnie wanted ice cream, so." Sehun glanced up at Daddy Kris with his best yeah-so-what face. Daddy Kris sighed heavily.
"Okay, whatever." Daddy Kris shook his head. "I'll just go outside to check the window out. Lu Han and Minseok, you guys move one inch from that couch and I'll ground you till you're seventy."
Lu Han and Minseok waited till Daddy Kris turned his back and was walking out of the door with Daddy Junmyeon to stick their tongues out at him.
Two seconds was all it took for the breakout to occur: the second the door clicked, Lu Han smeared ice cream in Jongdae's hair "just because", and it was war. Jongdae yelled in indignation and flung a spoonful of ice cream in retaliation, but managed to hit not only Lu Han but Minseok as well; Minseok whirled around and hit Baekhyun in the face with his spoon; Baekhyun spluttered and spat ice cream in Jongin's face, Jongin lashed out with a kick only to plant it in Chanyeol's tummy.
It was chaos in no time at all; and Sehun quickly, but calmly (just like in a fire drill, his preschool teacher had praised him just last week) got out of that couch and living room before things could get worse and he found ice cream in his hair - Kyungsoo hyung joined him almost immediately. Staring at each other in a sort of kindred-spirits-in-a-sea-of-weirdos way, Sehun quietly slipped his arm in Kyungsoo hyung’s and they headed to his room to hide in the closet, in case Chanyeol hyung decided his need to also cover them two in ice cream was large enough to come looking for them (no, Sehun had experienced this before. Really).
They sat there in the dark, Sehun savouring his ice cream and dabbing his sticky fingers on his paper-towel-bib, Kyungsoo hyung taking careful bites of his ice cream, and discussing the relative merits of strawberry cheesecake ice cream (Sehun was in the Absolutely Zero Flaws camp). They had almost reached a conclusion of their little party when someone yanked the door open and Daddy Kris’ anxious face loomed into view between the clothes. Daddy Kris pushed the clothes apart, into Sehun’s face.
“God, there you are,” Daddy Kris said, pulling them out of the closet. “Why the - why were you guys hiding in the closet?”
Sehun looked up at Daddy Kris and rolled his eyes a little, shrugging. Daddy Kris asked the dumbest questions sometimes. Kyungsoo hyung just stared up at Daddy Kris expressionless. Daddy Kris swallowed.
“Okay, uh, just. Go to the living room, okay, we broke them up. Go watch TV or something, you guys are gonna die of lack of oxygen in this closet.”
Sehun looked over at Kyungsoo hyung, who glanced at him and trotted off back to his room. Sehun glanced at Daddy Kris, who was looking very confused, and pressed his bowl to him before deciding that a nap would round this day off well. He did not bother to turn around to catch the utterly baffled face he was sure Daddy Kris had on. Dads.
wow 'tis a bad ending i'm sorry