When the right time comes

1: A proposal

It was a sunny day. Wang Yibo seems happy as he took his sweet time putting on a matching tie to his navy blue suit, looking in the mirror. It was a holiday. He was going to attend the marriage of their bank manager that's taking place in a prestigious resort in the heart of the city. That was why he had been re checking himself on the mirror several times as he prepared to go for the wedding.

Wang family is always very loving. They are protective of both of their sons, especially Wang Yibo. He is the youngest of the family and so is very spoilt by every member of the family. His mother had him in the age of forty three. It was a miracle how a baby formed in her womb at that age, that too after her tubal ligation. He has been always a miracle child from the birth and in his teenage, he shocked the family by developing female reproductive organs within himself in addition to his already existing male ones. He is already twenty three but still his family rarely spoke about it to the others.

Just as Yibo stepped into the living room, he saw his mother vacuuming the area. She is already in her sixties but still do all the house chores together with her husband. Apparently they are rich enough to afford another servent in their home but she refuse to appoint one after she retired. She has been a teacher for years and the retirement made her less working. So she made herself busy, enjoying the peace of her home which she missed so much before.

Wang Yibo hopped down kissing her cheek. He bid good bye to her and drove straight to the wedding venue.

The wedding was fascinating. The manager, though grumpy to all the employees, seemed like a whipped puppy for his bride. Yibo find himself laughing at the comments made in their workers' circle.

Groom and bride exchanged vows, rings and they locked their bond with a kiss. The bouquet was thrown towards the guests. Young women are hoping to catch it. Seems like they didn't have the luck. The bouquet flew above the heads of the girls to where the tables are settled up and jumped straight into Yibo's flute replacing a rich amount of liquor enough to make his brand new suit jacket wet from it. He blinked twice, looking at the well placed bouquet in the flute in his hand with shock.

A roar of laughter filled the whole venue as Yibo looked like 'what just happened?!'. He blushed when it registered in his head. An awkwardness churning in his guts when his colleagues teases him as the next 'bride'.

Well, even if they were just teasing, he knew he is going to take the place of a bride if there is a chance for him to get married. But still, calling him a girl or looking down on him for the same reason makes him angry. He has been doing all the things other men are doing. Maybe a little emotional and empathetic than they are. But people are judgmental towards him because of his physical specialties. It was the very reason why his blind dates never found light. He purposely choose the men who like to build a family with another man but they are either looking down on him like he is a plague or they are empathizing to him as if he is suffering from an incurable disease. Wang Yibo hates both.

He reached home in the afternoon, exhausted from all the events. After a refreshing bath, he came downstairs to get a nap on his mother's lap. She has been sitting in a sofa, reading a book about 'psychic behaviours of rottweilers'. Wang Yibo chuckled as he placed himself on the sofa, leaning his head on her lap. His mother is planning to buy a pet dog which she couldn't do before because of the busy schedules of her work. Now that there is a lot of time, she want to choose one.

When Yibo rubbed his cheek on the soft clothe of his mother's skirt he almost purred in satisfaction. She smelled like his favourite detergent. His mother smiled at him, stroking his locks affectionately.

"What happened?" She asks softly to him.

Yibo let out a hollow sigh. "Nothing." He shrugged.

"Mn. Are you exhausted?"