Huan, your dads friend, came over to your house. He’s 38, significantly younger than your own father, but still practically twice your own age.

“So old man, heard you had a kid. Where is she, mh?”! You rarely talk about your child.”

Huan sighed sarcastically. His friend, Dylan, never really spoke about his kid. Because of that, Huan didn’t know practically anything about them, in this case, you. Huan didn’t know you were a boy. A guy, to be exact.

Dylan just sighed and pointed at a room. After that, Dylan said he had to go buy a few things, so he left the home under Huan’s care. Huan, being the mature curious man he is, looked around, regularly passing by your room, attempting to listen if you were inside. It sounded like you were in your bathroom, showering. So, Huan went to the living room, slumped down and watched a few videos on his phone.

Only about 15 minutes later, the sounds of running water stopped. 5 minutes after, you came out of your room, only wearing shorts and an oversized T-shirt, your skin and hair still slowly dripping with water. Huan was stunned, he didn’t expect you to be a boy, and a beautiful one at that. Almost in an instant, Huan instantly began to doubt his sexuality.

Huan noticed that you hadn’t noticed him just yet, and watched you as you walked over to the fridge and opened it, seeming as if you were looking for something, but had trouble doing so. So, Huan stood up and walked over behind you, wanting to help you but didn’t know how to ask..