If you are sensitive about religion, please do not read this chapter.

 

 

Siwon

 

Isn't it a beautiful sunday morning? So filled with holiness and joy and compassion? I made my way to the kitchen, finding some leftover cake batter that my siblings failed to make. What a waste! I shook my head. Perhaps I could make some use of this. . .

Ah! Lee Taemin. He would appreciate this. He is quite a nice fellow.

I poured a small amount of cake batter into a baking container, then added a small amount of holy bread. You can never be too holy! I then stuck it in the oven, and skipped away, making a small prayer. "Dear God, please let this cake taste delicious. Amen." I made the sign of the cross like I always do, and waited intently at the oven.

Waiting.

Waiting.

Waiting.

"Yah, Siwon-hyung!" I jumped a little at Kyuhyun's voice. I put my hand over my chest.

"You frightened me!"

Kyuhyun smiled. "You know, while you're waiting for this cake to bake, you can play some games."

"Games were not made by God, dongsaeng. Games are addictive and wrong." I chastened.

His smile disappeared and he sighed, then told me, "Aren't you bored?"

"I am not bored. I am merely pondering the mystery of faith, like always." 

"Whatever floats your boat, hyung," was all he said while walking away.

Ding!

Ah! It's ready! I sprinted to the oven excitedly and snatched the vanilla icing from the counter (not chocolate, that's sinful) and drew the cross on the cake. Grabbing a container, I sealed it and tied it with a ribbon with angels on it. On the box, I wrote, "May God and his angels lead you in the right direction!"

Happily, I started the long walk to Taemin's house.

 

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I was sweating like crazy, but I pulled myself together and knocked on Taemin's door, plastering a huge smile on my face.

A rather scruffy-looking halmoni appeared at the door with a stained apron. She smiled politely. "You- friend...Taemin."

I tried not to let the strange words phase me. I just continued smiling.

The old woman turned around. "T-Taemin-ah!" After some noises coming from upstairs, Lee Taemin appeared at the door.  When he saw me, his face melted into an uncomfortable smile.

"Annyeong."

"Good afternoon, Lee Taemin! I brought you a special gift from God." I held the package out in front of me.

His face broke into a polite smile. "Thanks, Siwon!" But he didn't take it. I lowered my hands a bit. "Mind if I come in?"

"Oh, uh, of course not." He stepped to the side.

"You have a lovely house, Lee Taemin!" I complimented as usual, even though I did not inspect the interior. My attention was brought to the picture frames on the wall right next to the door. Several family pictures, but none of them had Taemin's mother in it.

Strange.

"Who's this?" I asked, gesturing to the man with high cheekbones and a strong jaw. Taemin followed my finger and eye smiled timidly.

"That's my dad."

Is it just my imagination, or did I suspect a hint of sadness? "Ah. Where is he?"

"On a romantic road trip."

"Oh!" I squeaked, my face turning a little red. "I turned my face back to the picture, to the man next to Taemin. "Well, who's that?"

"My dad."

Huh? "Excuse me?"

"Yeah. That's my dad, and that's my other dad." He glanced at me worriedly. "Do you need water?"

"No, I-" I gasped, starting to perspire. "I'm afraid I heard you wrong. You said that's your dad, and-"

"-and the man next to him is also my father." He grimaced slightly. "They're married."

"A-a-" I stuttered.

"Siwon?" Taemin leaned in and shook my shoulders. "Are you oka-"

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed with my arms flailing like windmills, and ran with the package, away from Lee Taemin's home. 

Sick!

This isn't possible!

God does not allow this!

I must speak with him tomorrow.

-The Very Next Monday Morning-

Taemin

 

Gosh, that was weird. Maybe I should go talk to him later.

And what was all that on Friday with Sungjong?

WHY IS MY LIFE SO COMPLICATED!?

I mean, after my dad explained that he was also my father, Siwon ran away screaming like a girl, taking the weird package with him. I have a bad feeling about that. Maybe he's homophobic? Ah, well. That's not anything I can help. Speaking of Siwon, here he comes now.

I smiled and waved, but my smile instantly dropped at his furious expression, the rosary and holy water in his hands, and the package he slammed at my feet. Onew backed away. Siwon got really close to my face, shaking the rosary so close that I had to cross my eyes to define it.

"YOU ARE A DISGRACE TO OUR LORD!" he screamed while taking the cap off the bottle.

"What?" I yelled, backing up slightly. He shook the bottle at me, causing my clothes to soak.

"Hey, Siwon! What are you doing?!" I held up my hands to prevent the water from reaching my face and hair.

He breathed hard and fast. "HOW DARE YOU SIN AGAINST OUR HEAVENLY FATHER!" Then he said in a perfectly calm and polite voice, "Please excuse me while I cleanse you of your sins."

"Siwon, what the hell are you talking about?" Onew demanded, dropping his chicken.

Siwon turned and looked at Onew, his face taking on a slight green. He slowly stopped spraying me. "His parents- they, they are-" He gagged. Onew waited patiently for a few seconds, then guessed, "Homoual?"

"BLEEHHH LHVGELUYFYS" was what I think he uttered when he threw up on my new shoes. My. New. Shoes.

"MY DAD BOUGHT ME THESE PINK SHOES!" I stepped away frantically.

Siwon looked up. "That's the color your father was wearing yesterday!" he choked, disgusted.

"Which one?" Onew piped up, and Siwon hurled his breakfast at Onew's shoes once more, then collapsed on the floor.

"EWWWUH!" Onew stepped out of his shoes and revealed his KFC socks. Stepping delicately around the vomit, and grabbed one of Siwon's arms, and looked at me expectantly. "Well? Aren't you going to help me?"

I tilted my head in confusion. 

"We can't just leave him here."

"I don't feel comfortable helping a homophobe," I protested.

He stared at me.

"Uh, okay." I picked up Siwon's legs, and we brought him to the nurse's office.

 

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"Well, it seems that he suffered a minor from shock," the doctor sighed. 

"A ?" the nurse gasped. "How is that possible?"

"Science is a strange thing," the doctor replied simply.

"But. . .is the student. . .alright?"

"Of course he's alright."

"Wait, you just said-"

"Shh. . .we must lower our voices."

The nurse glared and her left eye began to twitch spastically."It's not scientifically proven to have a from shock. come from blood clots, and the possibility of-"

He cut her off. "Excuse me, I believe I'm the doctor, here."

Siwon began to stir. He shook his head from side to side, muttering, "Hail Mary..." then he suddenly sat up and looked around the room. His eyes landed on me, then he gasped a girly wheeze, and lost consciousness.

"Well. . .this was an awkward day."

"Yeah. The shisus freak hates you."

"He's just in shock. I'm sure that with some thinking, he'll realize that homouality isn't so bad."

"And maybe one day, I'll stop eating chicken."