Chans pov
One week had passed, Me and minho had decided to not send them back to school. Atleast not until they had sorted the bullying situation the fuck out.
We had considered changing their schools, but we don't want them to go through another potentially more traumatic new kid experience
Seungmin had been wearing his dress alot, I.n was making him another one on his sewing machine that was beautiful so far and in the design, hyunjin had taken so many professional looking pretty pictures, jisung and Bbama (his dog) were so cute together, felix had made beautiful art with his supplies , changbin played us a song on the piano that brought minho to tears.
Everything's great, though changbin does seem kind of tense around Seungmin...perhaps they had an argument? I don't know
I decided to go to Seungmins room and ask what's gone down only to find felix doing pretty makeup on him whole jeongin fished through his wardrobe for other things to fashion his dress with
" hey boys " i said " can i borrow Seungmin for a second?"
Jeongin and felix nodded then leaving the room " what is it dad?" Seungmin asked, picking up his concealer and doing it himself while felix was gone
" have you and binne had an argument recently?" I cut to the chase
" no" he shrugged " hes been weird since the day he took my eyeliner then locked himself in my room with it "
" anything else happened that day?" I asked
" well, I begged him until he opened the door because I didn't want him looking through my stuff. Then when he did open it I went to my drawer to make sure he hadn't touched anything then stormed off..." Suddenly his eyes widened " shit." He dropped his blender " shit shit shit!"
" hey, what's wrong. And ,language " I sat down on the floor infront of him
" I cant....tell you" he looked down at the ground
" hey" I tilted his chin back up gently "I'm your dad, you can tell me anything. You won't be judged "
" I think...he" he choked on his words "he went through my diary "
" oh, anything in there that could put bins mood off so much?" I hummed, not forcing him to show me. I know how much it sucks to not have privacy from your parents
" well... what's in there wouldn't put his mood off...the fact I haven't told anyone will though " he explained quietly
" do you wanna tell me what that is? If not it's perfectly fine, if yes then I swear I won't tell anyone what it was. Not even your mom" I offered
He stood up and went over to his drawer, picking it up " if I say it...I might cry, I'm scared dad"
I panicked inside, how serious was this? Had he started cutting? Had he stopped eating? What had happened to my angel?
He opened up on a certain page then handed it to me. It was written a week ago.... I read it quickly
Dear journal
I don't know what the fuck I want to be, I wanna be a boy. I love my body and having masculine features and just being masculine in general....but, I also wanna be a girl, I wanna wear pretty dresses and have a small waist. What does this make me? I could ask jisung, but I doubt he'll have the answers that I'm looking for
See you later
Seungmin xxx
" bug..." i sighed " you could tell us you're feeling this way, yknow? We don't judge anyone for feeling wrong in their skin. You don't see us disrespecting sungie, do you?"
" no...but" he paused " I do feel right in my skin...but i also want to be in a female skin. And I didn't know....I know you'd never hurt me but....I don't know dad" he sighed
" cmere" I opened my arms, he came over and sat in my lap " bug, no matter what. If you're gay, straight, bi, trans , gender fluid, asexual , non binary we will love you the same. I don't mind if one day you wanna be called a boy and the next you wanna be called a girl. Or if one day you wanna be called Seungmin and the next you wanna be called...I don't know Samantha. You're still my child " he giggled slightly at the random female name I pulled from the top of my head " you look pretty in dresses and skirts, you also look cool in jeans and shorts. I don't care what you identify as bug, of course I will completely respect your decision and support you the whole way. But you're still my baby, understand?"
His smile returned to his face " well...I don't know what I wanna be right now....so , can it be...they, not he"
" of course angel" I nodded and pecked their forehead " wanna family meeting?"
" yeah...can you do the talking though dad?" They asked, I nodded once more and carried them downstairs
