"Son, it's time we had the talk." My Father told me after knocking on my door, my Dad right behind him.

"Um yeah, what's up?" I asked as I scooted over to the wall on my bed. Please don't let this be what I think this is.

"Honey, we have been with you for so many milestones in your life." My Dad started before sitting down on my bed, as my Father squatted down towards me.

"Your Dad is right, and we are so proud of the person you are becoming."

"So proud." my Dad agreed nodding his head. "However as you get older you may realize some changes that may be happening."

Oh god no. My mind was racing a mile a second.

"You may start feeling things about yourself, and about other people, and that's completely normal."

"Completely normal." Dad nodded along with Father's statement. "We just want to let you know whatever you are feeling is valid, and we love you."

"The truth is..." Father started "Your father and I are were an ex superhero and super-"

"I THINK I LIKE GUYS." I blurted out loud. Wait. What

My Father covered his mouth in surprise, as my Dad looked equally shock. My Father turned to Dad asking "Should we continue what we were telling him-?"

Dad quickly brushed it off "No, no this is far more important." before staring at me. "Honey! When did you figure this out? How long have you felt this way? Are you okay? Were you scared-? Oh I'm so sorry if you were scared-"

"Let the boy take one question at a time Super Boy." Father patted Dad's shoulder.

"Yeah yeah, Dark Moth." Dad scoffed.

"I'm sorry, what did you just say before that?" I asked, still very dazed about my surroundings.

"Oh that was nothing really, we can talk more about it later. Oh gosh, we love you so much, please tell us everything." Father told me before hopping over to sit right beside me on my bed.

"Everything." Dad chimed in too sitting on the opposite side of me. I smiled and nodded, deciding whatever just happened before could wait.