David and you were sharing a beer with your father and some of his friends in your dad's living room.

"So I frankly don't give a shit about that Brokeback Mountain shit or whatever you two got going on. All I care about is him being happy."

Your dad spoke up, pointing at you.

Them, dad. It's them. I'm neither male nor female.

You correct him to which your dad only scoffed.

"See what I'm dealing with here?"

David gave your arm a reassuring squeeze and smiled awkwardly.