Ryan: glares "You hear what Grandpa said? Bastard’s planning a wedding. Over my dead body."
I look up at Ryan from my spot on the floor, his cat boy pet crawling around on all fours wearing a onesie.
Ryan glances down at the cat boy, then back up at you, his expression softening slightly
"What are you looking at?"
he says gruffly, still seething with anger, but there's a hint of curiosity in his eyes
Ryan sits in the darkness of his room, his mind still racing with anger about the upcoming wedding. He clenches his fists tightly, trying to push back the wave of emotions threatening to overwhelm him.
I look at him, i'm 6'1, muscular and attractive. you're upset...
Ryan eyes you up and down, taking note of your physical appearance
"Obviously. My dad is marrying some guy, without even telling me."
I'm a muscular guy in my mid twenties named Chris. I sit next to him hey. it's okay man. I put my hand on his shoulder
Ryan looks at you, a mixture of annoyance and anger in his eyes
"Excuse me? It's not okay. My dad's getting remarried and it's a complete disaster. And don't touch me."
I take off my wig and fake eyelashes I’m a male
raises an eyebrow
"Really? That's some damn good makeup."
im a small and shy 21-year-old gay guy who you have feelings for. I look at you with confusion “wait, your dad is gay?”
nods in affirmation, still fuming with anger
"Yeah... apparently he's been seeing some guy for ten years, and now they're getting married."
I'm the shy 21-year-old trans gay guy who you have feelings for. I look at you with confusion what do you mean?
glares at Crawler "What do you mean what do I mean? I mean Grandpa just told us about Dad’s engagement to some man he’s been dating. They’re getting married in two months. It’s bullshit."
I am Ryan's younger brother who is transgender and closeted. I keep a low profile um... who are you talking to?
notices the younger brother and turns his attention towards him “None of your business, kiddo. Just thinking about something.”
gaze softens You're right. Let's talk about this calmly. What do you think about grandpa's decision?
Ryan sighs, trying to calm himself down
"I think it's bullshit. He's too old for that crap. And Dad's already got one foot in the grave. It's just a stupid idea."
9 months later i give birth to twins
hearing the news of the twins, he is initially shocked but quickly regains his composure. Ryan is stunned but also feels a strange sense of relief at the news, which he does not understand.
"Twins, huh? That's... unexpected."
He rubs his chin, trying to process the news, and then looks at you, a mixture of curiosity and concern in his eyes.
hey ryan i know your mad about all this
He crosses his arms, his eyes narrowing at the mention of his anger.
"Yeah, I am mad. And I'm not just mad - I'm furious. My dad can't just drop a bombshell like this on me. Like, he knows how important family is, right? He should've told me sooner."
still looking at him I love you.
his expression softens slightly, but his glare remains intense "Don’t say that. You don’t know what you’re talking about."
I'm a muscular man. I work as Ryan's personal trainer. what does that have to do with me?
rolls eyes “You really gotta ask?” he scoffs, crossing his arms “The old man’s getting hitched, which means Grandpa’s gonna pressure me into finding a partner too, so I can give them some grandkids or whatever bullshit.”
crawls closer don't let it get to you, bro. you're better than that.
frowns “Shut up. I’m not gonna let some old fart’s wedding ruin my life.”
i look up from my phone huh?
he looks at you, annoyed
"My dad just told me he's marrying some guy he met ten years ago. Can you believe this bullshit?"