Mid-Autumn 2021

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Zhan the dimwit didn't pick up on Yibo's advances once more, and the younger decided that his boyfriend's love talk game was indeed unsalvageable. After 30 years of his dryness, being smooth with pick up lines was too much to ask. Standing up to release their lanterns together, Yibo raised his arms and let the lantern drift upwards into the air, joining the other ones that their families let go of. "Hm," he said, considering Zhan's question thoughtfully. "The next stage will be for me to wife you," Yibo said, leaning in to steal a kiss from Zhan's lips because he figured everyone would be watching the lanterns and not them. "But boss, can I have a pay raise? I need to save up for a dowry fitting of you." he teased once more against Zhan's lips.

@¥ Intern Yibo "You already know I'm not good at it," Zhan retorted without trying to fix his awkward pick-up line, barely noticing Yibo's sentiments toward him. When Yibo sat, Zhan leaned into his boyfriend, resting the side of his head over Yibo's shoulder. "Everything worked out," he commented softly as he watched the flame inside his lantern flicker. "We met each other's parents, and they like us. So, what's the next stage?" Zhan teased Yibo softly, knowing the younger liked to be faced with challenging questions.

@¥ Supervisor Zhan After getting over the shock of having to see Wenhan, his parents, and Zhan's parents all at once, Yibo's appetite slowly returned to him as the dishes of hot food were served in front of him. He ate bites of fish and cilantro dipped in sesame sauce on end, and even found that the spicy hotpot was too delicious to stop scooping from. By the time they finished their food, Yibo's stomach felt round like a sphere, and he all but lazed against Zhan until it was time to go out to light the lanterns.

At least lighting the lanterns could be done alone, Yibo thought. He wanted some alone time with Zhan, though it was nice to hear all the praise about them, and the support that both families (surprisingly) had for them. As they set up the lanterns, Zhan's sudden comment made Yibo blush and laugh awkwardly. "You're not good at being cheesy old man," Yibo said, sitting down besides his boyfriend, "You have to say: Even though the moon is at its best tonight, it'll never shine as brightly as you." When Yibo said that, his eyes were fixated on Zhan's, solemn and honest.

@¥ Intern Yibo Zhan wished Yibo would stop talking cryptic garbage and speak like a normal person. "Whatever you say, baby," he said with an air of resignation. The rest of dinner was extremely hearty and filled with chatter from both sides of the family. Once the dishes were completely cleaned off, the families took a short walk to the riverside with bags of lanterns. Zhan was quick to snatch a couple for himself and Yibo when they divided them at the riverside, lighting them carefully with a lighter before bringing himself and Yibo away onto the side for a little alone time. "The moon is beautiful tonight," Zhan commented as he sat on the grassy hill, unable to resist as he added, "Like you."

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Yibo felt like the entire dinner set up was just a prank on him, and there was no way that Zhan didn't know about it. All the way up until they were eating their meal, he continued to look back and forth from his parents to Zhan, silently demanding an explanation of some kind from /any/ of them. He frowned at Zhan's answer, then turned to ask his parents, "Wait, if you told me to go home for the festival, how come you ended up here too?" Yibo asked, still unsatisfied with how smug everyone (especially Wenhan, that asskisser) around him looked. Scooting in closer to Zhan to mark and claim his territory from his nemesis, Yibo rested a hand on Zhan's thigh and gave it a squeeze, "It is what it is." he said to the older.

@¥ Intern Yibo Zhan was not sure what to say in response to the sudden reveal, either, but he couldn't find the energy to react, either. Wenhan was close to his parents, but Zhan had no idea he was actually so closely related to Yibo. If Zhan wasn't so tired from the long drive and the exhaustion of arguing with Yibo, he might have actually had a bigger reaction. "Hello, Wenhan," he said wearily, keeping Yibo by his side before the younger ran off to fight Wenhan. Introductions were exchanged between the families, and they finally sat to a table of Mrs. Xiao's cooking. As they began their meal, Zhan turned to raise a brow at Yibo. "Satisfied?" he asked, referring to the family situation they had been arguing about.

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Still at a loss for words, it took Yibo a moment to process the next thing that happened. He had almost laughed when his mother said he had a distant cousin named Wenhan. Who in the world would be named with such an annoying name that sounded almost exactly the same as-

"No ing way," Yibo said aloud, forgetting about his language when he saw none other than his office nemesis appear right in front of him. He turned to Zhan with a glare, as if expecting the older to suddenly laugh at him for falling for this prank. "What is going on?" Yibo asked in a stony hard voice. "Did you know about this?"

At the door, Wenhan was grinning from ear to ear in the most annoying way possible, and he chirped, "Hi boss. Hey Yibo. Glad to see me?"

@¥ Intern Yibo Zhan was just as surprised as Yibo when he approached the front door and saw two elderly people who were clearly Yibo's parents (their resemblance was uncanny). He managed to utter a greeting, then turned to his own parents who looked as though they had proudly orchestrated the entire thing. "You must be Xiao Zhan," Mrs. Wang cooed, after giving her own son a -eating grin. "Come on in. Your cousin is here, Yibo, turns out he knew Mr. and Mrs. Xiao. Your father's cousin's son, actually. Wenhan, Yibo is here!"

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Yibo fell asleep full of things to complain about. Though he loved Zhan with all his heart, sometimes they had their disagreements that were just better to leave alone than pursue. With the lull of silence coaxing him to sleep, he didn't notice how time flew until Zhan called him awake again with an unruly shove. "Ugh," he grumbled, "You're so rough old man." Unbuckling himself and getting out of the car, Yibo stomped to the front door of the in-law's house first. Ringing the doorbell while Zhan took his sweet time meandering to the door with gifts in hand, Yibo almost squawked at what he saw in front of him. "Ma!? Ba?! What are you doing here??"

@¥ Intern Yibo "That's because you talk too much," Zhan said, letting Yibo throw his little tantrum. And since Yibo was going to nap, Zhan didn't bother trying to talk to him anymore, since Zhan wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer anyway. He left Yibo alone until they arrived at his parents'. Cars already filled the side of the street, but Zhan was able to squeeze them into a spot. He gave Yibo's shoulder a shove to get him up and moving. "Get up," he snapped. "We're here. And don't you dare cause a scene when we go in."

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Yibo scoffed when Zhan tried to retaliate by calling him young. If he was any younger, then their relationship would be illegal! Why didn't Zhan take that into consideration? "Hmph!" he huffed under his breath, "You always tell me to shut up." For once, Yibo did as Zhan asked and he zipped his lips, leaning his head back against the headrest and closing his eyes. The sight of traffic already wore him out, and since Zhan wasn't going to entertain him, Yibo decided that it was naptime until he arrived at the in-law's house.

@¥ Intern Yibo "We'll meet your parents tomorrow," Zhan said easily, relaxed since he'd gotten his way, and as he should too if Yibo was going to keep insisting that Zhan was the 'girl' in the relationship. Zhan slowed the car to merge into traffic, which was always frustrating for Yibo when they went from no cars to hundreds filling the street, all trying to return home for a mid-autumn dinner. He turned a little to give Yibo an ice stare when the younger called him 'old', the same kind of look that he would give to Yibo in the office to reprimand him. "What is with you kids always running your mouth off? Just shut up and go to dinner. It's not like we'll never see your parents."

@¥ Supervisor Zhan The following Tuesday, Yibo was grumbling next to Zhan as the older insisted on driving his car instead of taking Yibo's motorcycle. It was bad enough that he had compromised to go to Zhan's parents for the moon festival, but now he couldn't even show off. "I don't get it. My mom was totally fine when I told her- Just last month, she was raving about wanting to meet you." With his arms crossed, Yibo huffed and stared out the window, seeing the empty highway roads beside him. "What is with you old people being so unpredictable!" he complained to himself.

@¥ Intern Yibo Zhan didn't even have the energy to respond to Yibo, lying in an exhausted heap as he leaned back slightly against Yibo's chest, satiated with their little love-making session and Yibo's agreement to go to his parents' for dinner instead of arguing about it any longer. "I'll let you sleep inside me," Zhan said in a sleepy voice, closing his eyes and trying to calm himself down from his high. "You're being very good, too. Better than Wenhan. You listen so well, and he doesn't." Swallowing a yawn, Zhan reached over to the bedside to switch off the lamp. "Goodnight."

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Sensing when the older was moving away from him, Yibo rumbled menacingly and jerked Zhan back in place by his hips. Continuing to rut into the older male unrelentingly, Yibo reached a hand around and under Zhan's shirt as he intended to earlier, finding an innocent that was still soft and warm, and began to tweak it between his fingertips. Zhan was so attractive, it was hard to imagine why he was not taken by the time Yibo met him. Yibo really had his lucky stars to thank for his boyfriend today. Soon, he felt himself getting close too, and with a few final s, he came freely into Zhan, bottoming out so that the older had no chance of pushing Yibo's release out. "-" he cussed under his breath, pressing a kiss just under Zhan's jawline, "Good boy, Gege."

@¥ Intern Yibo Zhan literally felt his insides twist and turn when Yibo forced himself around, his rubbing up against Zhan's soft insides without giving Zhan's aching a single thought of the day. Zhan cried a little louder, especially when he felt Yibo's lips suction over his skin. As usual, Zhan came quick and hard, even when he didn't want to. He panicked as he moved to catch his release, not wanting to make a mess that he'd have to clean up when he was all ready for bed. And as usual, again, it was not Yibo's concern that Zhan had already finished. The bed-frame shook as Zhan was ed from behind, his moans moving from wanton to pained.

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Now that he was buried deep inside his boyfriend, Yibo had no interest on removing himself until he was completely satisfied. "Don't want to," he simply replied, lowering his head and attaching his lips to a clear spot on Zhan's neck where the last hickey had just faded away. Yibo bit down on Zhan's taut skin, then lapped his tongue over the teeth marks that were imprinted there. "So y. Gege," he insisted, a hint of teasing in his tone. He continued rutting into Zhan, wishing there was some way for him to amplify the sounds that Zhan was making right now. Once Zhan's insides were slick enough for him to move carefreely, Yibo's s became erratic, and he hard on Zhan's neck while feeling his release build up.

@¥ Intern Yibo "Go get it, then," Zhan whimpered, his back arching when Yibo slid in fully. His moans were soft and quiet as Yibo ed him steadily from behind, his hip that was pressed into the mattress becoming sore with the rocking motion. Reaching a hand back, Zhan held Yibo's bare hip as well, enjoying the feeling of Yibo's muscles working beneath his skin when he moved. Although Zhan hadn't planned for this at all tonight, it wasn't completely unwelcome. "Don't say that about me," he groaned. "I'm- not-"

@¥ Supervisor Zhan Though Yibo loved to hear Zhan's pitched cries at night, he still froze in his place when the older male whined just a bit louder than usual. Cupping Zhan's cheek with his large palm, Yibo spread his boyfriend's and gave it a loving knead, "Well, that's what happens when you kick it out of the way Ge," he simply said, holding still for a few moments before pulling out slightly, just to test Zhan's reaction. Getting comfortable and propping himself behind Zhan, Yibo began to in long and even motions, groaning right against Zhan's ear as he spooned him. "I'm admiring you," Yibo said, "How you can be so ing, ugh, y...is beyond me."

@¥ Intern Yibo What the hell was Yibo bringing out lube for if he wasn't going to even use it? Zhan winced when Yibo forced himself inside him, a pitched moan escaping him when Yibo bottomed out. Zhan wasn't sure what Yibo meant exactly, but he'd take it as that Yibo would think of an excuse to escape his own family and join Zhan's for dinner. In that case, Zhan was happy to lie still for Yibo, freely without trying to muffle his noises like he usually did. "Ow, ow, ow-" he whined. "Lube! What did you bring it out for? To admire it?"

@¥ Supervisor Zhan On the nights that Zhan was reluctant to give him , Yibo didn't often bother to take off the older's top. He could just reach his hand underneath Zhan's shirt and give the other's pretty s a squeeze when he felt like it anyways. Settling for just Zhan's exposed bottom, Yibo laid back down besides the older and began to fondle the clear curves of Zhan's body, his hand stopping to cup Zhan's cheeks and give them a few spanks. He frowned again when Zhan kissed him, so effectively tipping the scales in his favor and leaving Yibo speechless for once. "Hng- I'll have to think up an excuse tonight then..." he muttered, sliding down on the bed to line himself up to Zhan's entrance. Without waiting for Zhan to actually sleep, Yibo began to push himself inside, holding Zhan against his stomach so that his boyfriend couldn't squirm.

@¥ Intern Yibo "It's normal, I'm the floor supervisor," Zhan grumbled, unfazed by how easily Yibo stripped him. He'd just sleep bottom-less, then. Yibo did like to warm his at night once in a while whilst Zhan slept, and the older had grown used to it. "You know, ing me isn't going to make my change my schedule. Just saying. Because I also already told my parents you were going to come, so you won't disappoint the girl in this relationship, right? Because I know you are such a gentleman." Zhan pecked Yibo's mouth. "Goodnight. Don't put it in until I'm asleep - I need to rest tonight."

@¥ Supervisor Zhan "Who are you kidding. You like your ed, not kissed," Yibo reminded Zhan, his voice echoing through the hall so that Zhan could still hear him outside the bedroom. When Zhan returned, Yibo was propped up on his side, the spot besides him insinuating that Zhan should lie down and spread his legs. The simple rejection put a sour expression on his face, and as Zhan laid down, Yibo easily pushed the older down and flung the covers out of his way. "Wah, old man, and you really refuse to acknowledge you're a workaholic?" While speaking, Yibo's hand had already s its way down Zhan's sweats, pushing the hem off of the older male's legs, baring his bottom for Yibo's pleasure.

@¥ Intern Yibo "At least he knows how to kiss ," Zhan responded easily, pulling a packet of chicken bites for Jian Guo, who trotted up to them obediently. "Tell your mom otherwise, before she gets her hopes up." Once their cat was fed, Zhan returned to the bedroom, raising a brow at the bottle of lube lying amongst the sheets. "No," was all Zhan simply said as he joined the younger in bed again, kicking the bottle aside. "I'm going into the office for a half-day tomorrow, so, goodnight."

@¥ Supervisor Zhan "Works on kissing your , you mean," Yibo retorted, rolling his eyes when the other tried to defend his arch nemesis. Wenhan was insufferable. Just the same as he had always been. Besides that, Zhan was always trying to speak to Yibo like they were in the office still. When would the older learn that the office rules didn't apply between them? Yibo didn't even flinch at the threat Zhan gave him, his eyes following the older's lithe figure as he slid out of bed. "I told my mom you'd be coming home for dinner with me this year, so no can do, old man." Yibo called after Zhan, reaching into his drawer for a bottle of lube. "I won't let you sleep until you fix your schedule."

@¥ Intern Yibo Why did Yibo have to be so crude? "Wenhan works, and he doesn't try to boss me around like you do," Zhan answered plainly, pushing Yibo's hand off his thigh. "And he certainly wouldn't suggest to me something as stupid as what you're saying. We're going to my parents' for dinner, and that's final. If you don't come, there will be serious- /serious/ consequences. Got it?" With that, Zhan shut off his tablet and slid off their bed, stalking off to find Jian Guo and give her a little snack before bedtime.

@¥ Supervisor Zhan "What do you think it is?" Yibo answered with absolute certainty on his face, "It means you take my and you enjoy it." He reached over for his charger on the nightstand and plugged his phone in, shrugging nonchalantly, "I told you over dinner a few weeks ago, but you were too busy listening to Wenhan's quarterly report to care. Might I add, why you kept Wenhan on the team is still a mystery to me, but of course, I'm not the boss." Yibo complained. His hand slid under their comforter, finding Zhan's exposed thigh and giving it a pinch, "Why don't we go to your parents for tea in the morning, and mine for dinner?"

@¥ Intern Yibo Zhan's expression immediately soured with obvious distaste at Yibo's words. "The hell is 'the girl' in the relationship?" he grumbled, turning his attention back to his work. Yibo could be really damn insufferable. No wonder Zhan put off introducing him for so long. "You never even brought it up, how was I supposed to know you're going?" With the last report reviewed, Zhan sent it back with his A-OK, then turned a disbelieving gaze back to Yibo. "Well, since I brought it up first, we're going to my parents' for dinner. Maybe we can visit yours in the morning for tea or something."

@¥ Supervisor Zhan The max-volume animation noises coming from his phone almost drowned out Zhan's softer voice as Yibo was shooting at his enemies. "Hm?" he asked, not sparing a glance at his workaholic boyfriend, knowing that Zhan was on his phone for work as usual. "Wait what?" he asked, groaning as the shooting match ended so quickly for him this time, "I can't though? I'm going back to my parents' for Mid-Autumn. I thought you were going to come with me this year?" Yibo said, sliding down in bed and looking at the older male with a cocked brow, "You're the girl in the relationship. You should come to my home first."

"So, I'm thinking," Zhan said out of the blue from where he lounged on Yibo's bed, checking over work summaries despite it being the weekend leading into their Mid-Autumn break. "I'm definitely going to my parents' for Mid-Autumn. And they've been talking a lot about meeting you, so... I think you should come, too." After nearly two years of dating, Zhan still found it hard to utter words and ideas like that. Meeting the parents. As a /boyfriend/. Absurdity. But they had been together for that long, and waiting any longer would make it long overdue. "What do you think? This upcoming Tuesday night."