Demi's POV
"You scared her."
My father stated when we got the house of our grandparents, our father's parents. We're having dinner with them.
Bihira lang kasi'ng magkatugma and rest day ni papa at nga kapatid into, kaya binibigyan talaga nila/naming ng or as na imaging kumpleto kahit na sa hapunan lang.
"I didn't mean to," I honestly said and shrugged.
The delicious smell greeted us as we stepped in the house. The living room were too quiet, while the kitchen's too smooky.
We head to the kitchen and found there our mothers with and apron, and busy preparing the meals for dinner. We have enough money to bought or pay someone who can prepare for us but whenever we're together we usually did this, home made. More special and what our fathers' wanted, their wives were the one cooking their favourite food and delicacies.
"What we can help?" My father asked before wrapping his arm around my mother's waist and kissed her cheek that made her smile, perfect view.
Aunt Wyne (wife of uncle Haze) giggled before opening the cabinet under the table and hand a purple curtain to her husband.
"Prepare the table," she said and pointed where the utensils were.
It's kinda weird to admit that our fathers have a good skills and taste in decorating a table, and well-known in arranging the utensils. I can't question how they got our mothers, they're open-minded into feminine staffs and taste.
"Where's my handsome grandsons?"
Our attention caught by that voice, and shifted our gaze to an old lady in her casual attire who's now smiling widely while walking through us.
"Grandma!" We chorused and ran unto her before feeling her embrace.
She then kissed our forehead and tightened her hug.
"Did you brought your girls?" She teased that made the four of us groaned.
Even though we're known and Cymoon had 20 different girls per day, pur parents didn't met anyone of those. We have girls but we still want someone special that might describe the best for us. Knowing our parents, they'll accept what and who that be as long as respect and proper etiquettes were present.
"Don't tell me, you don't have girlfriends and have boyfriends instead?"
"WHAT?" We asked surprisingly and take our selves off from her arms that made our mothers laughed.
"Payag kayo no'n?" Grandpa asked to our fathers who were now muted and straightly looking at us.
Grandpa laughed at their reactions and tapped their shoulders, saying that it's okay. It's their lose if we're gays but I know they'll still support us and accept of what we were.
Scratch the drama.
Where on earth did grandma had that thought? Us, being gay? Aapaw and pacific ocean sa luha ng mga manliligaw ni Cymoon.
"Just stating what I was thinking, don't take it seriously," she said, gesturing her hands to don't mind it. Then winked to her sons, "But if one of you was, i'll be glad."
"Grandma/Ma!" We chorused that filled the kitchen with our mothers and grandma's laughter.
"Am I late?"
Our gaze turned to the entrance of the kitchen where a young man was standing with a cheeky smile.
"Oh, Levionne! Give me a hug!"
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