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Changmin stirred then let his eyes flutter open. He smiled then sat up. "She snuck her way in here..." He stroked her hair then saw that she was sprawled out just like Younghoon. He couldn't help but laugh at how similar they could be at times. He got up out of bed then headed for the bathroom. "Good morning. I never did get your name." "It's Ji Changmin, Mrs. Kim." She nodded then passed by him and made her way downstairs. She was a sweet woman, but could be scary if she wanted to. In his opinion at least.

Changmin returned to the room and saw that they were playing patty cake. "There you are." "Went to freshen up a bit." "Ah, let me go do the same. You too, Yeoeun." She whined but followed him nonetheless. Changmin decided to head downstairs and see if Mrs. Kim needed help making breakfast. "Mrs. Kim?" "Yes?" "I may be a guest here, but I'm willing to help you out in any way I can." He was soon put to work and awed at the way she gracefully cooked. "You'd make a great husband, Changmin." "I don't think so..."

"Rubbish. Younghoon told me how you helped out when Yeoeun was sick and he was physically drained." He felt his cheeks flush with embarrassment. "If only you were a woman, I'd be happy to welcome you as a part of the family." The heat from his cheeks cooled and was replaced with a sinking feeling in his body. "I'm sure there's someone out there kind of like me..." The words burned in his throat as he said them. He didn't want Younghoon to find someone else.

Laughter was heard from afar as Yeoeun and Younghoon came down the stairs. "Just in time." "Woah, you made all of this mom?" "I had some help." She nudged Changmin who laughed nervously. "Yeoeun, you better eat all that's given to you, okay?" "Okay." Footsteps were heard and an older man walked into the kitchen. "Oh, there's people." "Hey dad. When did you get home?" "After midnight or so..." He rubbed his eye then took a seat at the table. "Smells good. You made it all?" "I had some help from this guy here." "You'd make a fine husband." Younghoon's parents chuckled as they talked about how nice things would be if Changmin were a female.

"Mom, dad, please stop." They looked at him then at Changmin. "Oh my, sorry. We got carried away. Let's eat." Changmin suddenly stood up and left. "Yeoeun, stay with your grandparents." She nodded as she stuffed her face.

"Changmin." Despite calling his name multiple times, Changmin wouldn't stop walking. He finally decided to jog up to him and grab his arm. "Changmin, I know what they said was hurtful, but they didn't mean to." His mood quickly dropped as he heard Changmin sniffling. "Please, don't cry..." He wiped Changmin's tears then hugged him tight. "I'm sorry. Maybe you should've stayed home." "No, it's fine. I'm a bit glad. I got to learn what I'm up against."

"What do you mean?" Changmin blushed then hid his face from Younghoon's sight. "Tell me?" "It's nothing..." Younghoon made Changmin look up at him and was greeted by the familiar sparkle in his eyes. "Do I really have feelings for him...?" Changmin pulled Younghoon close and connected their lips. Changmin was happy that he finally got to do what he's wanted to for a while.

Mr. Kim clamped his hand over his mouth. "Are they more than friends? Is my son homosexual?" His hold on Yeoeun faltered and she ran out over to them. "Daddy!" Younghoon pulled away clearly startled. "Yeoeun, didn't I tell you to stay with your grandparents?" "Grandpa wanted to see what you were doing." Younghoon looked back towards the house and saw his father step out from hiding.

"Younghoon, is it true? Are you...?" "I..." Changmin sighed then smiled at the both of them. "It's my fault. I initiated it." "Dad, are you against homosexuality too?" "No." They both blinked then looked at each other. "Don't worry about your mother's threats. She just wants someone to do women things with." Younghoon hugged his father then felt a tug on his jacket. "Daddy, what's homosesualtity?" Younghoon sighed heavily while Changmin and Mr. Kim laughed.