I had just got home from work.
He seem to think it was too late for conversation.
It was now, or never and serious.
His suitcases and three boxes at the door.
He will back back for rest next week.
I asked him to wait a minute.
I pick up my phone
I dial my parents and have a conversation with them.
Hey Mom can you get dad and you both on the phone.
Hey dad. I'm good. No every is thing fine.
Steven is fine too. That's kind of what I am calling about.
Why would you ask if we are getting married?
Why do you think we are gay?
No it's true I was just trying to do that, badly.
Yes, dad we do love each other.
He is very awesome. Yes that too.
I love you too mom, I have no idea.
It just seem so scary.
Mom said to tell you being gay is fine.
But we can go to hell for lying.
Yes, you have my permission to tell anyone you want.
Yes, that's all I wanted.
I love you both. Maybe for Christmas.
Bye.
Are we cool bro?
Sorry that took so long.
I love you so much.
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