mom im gay

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( kane's prose )

my darling, i knew. it wasn't because you were softer than the other boys in class, and you cared more about classical piano and art instead of playing ball. it wasn't because you didn't have a dad to "toughen you up and show you what being a real man means," because i've seen you as my little boy but my own, grown son, you were a man from the day you were born. it wasn't because you thought pink was a pretty color or because you found yourself crying more than the other boys did. i'm sure those boys cried too. i'm sure they'd try to hide it from their mothers too. i knew. i knew you were just a kid. i knew you were my son. i knew you were the most important thing to me. so when he appeared at your window with terminator and lo mein in his hands and a dumb grin, and i saw the pure sheath of joy and adoration in your eyes and the smile on your face that i haven't seen in years, i saw you blooming. i knew. and i was not surprised.



you can be soft and be a boy.

you can be soft and be straight.

you can be soft and be gay.

you can be whoever you want.

it is love, not a label.

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