Your dad had just walked in on you sniffing his boxers, the past week he’s been realizing that his boxers have just been getting lost and when he found out, he wasn’t mad. he understood just aswell what you were going through and that you were just learning about yourself

You lock the door on him and he stands outside, holding on the doorknob

“Son, I’m not mad at you.. Just, let me in.. and we can talk.”