Just as Junmyeon and Yixing were finally ready to have hanky panky when Junmyeon finally settled down his little s, the bedroom door slammed open. "Whadda is goin on?", a tall man stood in the doorway. "Whoda iz yew?", Yixing said. "Yixing, I am your father", Yifan said. "Omo Yifan wtf you doing here omo jskwiidowopsoxoopoobuycurtainonitunes", Junmyeon's rolled outta dah bed. 

They all sat around the coffee table to have some dark roast coffee. "I mean I knew you would miss someone as amazing as I, but I didn't think you'd go as far as to our own son", Yifan scoffed. "Listen up you arrogant , Yixing ain't my son in this story but mah buddy because the author is an inconsistent lil , besides what does it matter YOU LEFT ME", Junmyeon cried. "You were too clingy and possessive over me I NEEDED MY SPACE". "You said you left me because YOU WANTED TO SOME HOES". 

"Daddy?? Is that really you??", Jongin rubbed his eyes as just got up from his sleep. "Well hello my son come here!", Jongin gave Papa Yifan a hug aww. Suddenly all of the sons came clambering out of their beds and suffocated their dad with lots of affection. Yifan started to have breathing problems. No wonder he left them. 

"So how are our bruvvas taotao and lulu doing?", Baekhyun gleamed at Yifan. "Was "blow it like a flute" an indirect to me?", Sehun whispered. "Erm we all know it was for me ", Minseok flicked his hair. "Care to explain??", J