Since Sungjong refused to help me with cooking, now I’m in my own kitchen, using my mom’s ingredients FOR FREE, struggling with the recipes and the batter in my hand. I want to make gingerbreads, I thought it would be easy at frist, but.. I was wrong. It’s not as simple as I thought, moreover I have a pair of very clumsy hand.. *sigh*

“ OH MY GOD! LEE SUNGYEOL, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!!” my mom yelled at me once she saw the kitchen was such a mess.

“ Err.. Baking some gingerbreads?” I smiled sheepishly.

“ What?! You, baking gingerbreads? Are you kidding me?!!” she made a mocking face.

“ I know I can’t cook, Mom, but can you just let me try at least, without mocking at me?”

“ Of course, I can’t! You’ll blow up the whole house!”

“ No, I won’t!”

“ Yes, you will!”

“ No!”

“ Oh, you will! Look at this mess, you even haven’t bake them, yet you already made my kitchen looked like it was passed by a tornado.”

“ B-but..”

“ No buts, Yeol. Now get out from my kitchen. I’ll bake it for you, if you want it so badly,” my mom said.

“ Are you serious, Mom?” I asked in disbelief, and when I saw her nod, I hugged her right away, “ THANK YOU~~”

“ Okay, okay.. I prefer being busy making you some gingerbreads, rather than seeing my kitchen being blown up..”

“ But, can I help you a bit? I want to at least, help you.. Since I’ll give it to someone special..” I spoke, playing my finger with my head hung low, hiding my red cheeks.

“ Aaahh.. You make it for him, right?” my mom smiled knowingly.

“ Him?”

“ Yea, Myungsoo-goon.”

“ How could you know?!”

“ I accidentally read you diary when I was cleaning your room. Hehehe..” she admitted, grinning.

“ MOM!! HOW COULD YOU READ IT! IT’S PRIVACY!!”

“ How could you hide things from me? You’re my son, I need to know everything..” she shrugged, then started busying herself with the gingerbreads.

“ But, mom..” I mumbled.

“ Hm?”

“ Are you okay with it?” I asked hesitately.

“ With what?”

“ With me being a gay?”

I was afraid hearing her answer, but all I see was a gentle smile..

“ No matter what, even you’re a gay or what-so-ever, you’re still my son, Yeol. Besides, it’s your right to choose the one you love. Although people will see you differently, as long as you’re happy, I’m okay with it. Your happiness is all t