There’s a huge line between joking around with your kid, and straight up being cruel then falling back on “that was sarcasm dear” “I’m just kidding” “why do you always take everything so seriously”
Somehow people seem to think that line is easy to cross unintentionally but it isn’t. You don’t say cruel shit accidentally, routinely. You don’t joke about your child’s insecurities then get to say they can’t take a joke.
It happened so quickly that you had barely any time to react. After waking up late, you were in a rush to get ready. In your rush to meet Namjoon you had completely forgotten to tie your shoelaces. Of course, being who you are, you didn’t notice until it was far too late. In fact, you were surprised it didn’t happen sooner.
You were just rearing the corner of the cafe you agreed to meet at when you saw him. He gave you a cheeky smile and waved, as his eyes laid on your approaching figure. Your heart fluttered at the sight and you couldn’t help it as you picked up the pace towards him.
It wasn’t until you were only a few footsteps away that you felt your shoes get caught on the lace. Within seconds you began to flail around in the air as your body collapsed against the rough concrete. You let out a hiss of pain, already being able to tell that you had scraped both your palms and knees. It didn’t take long for Namjoon to reach your side.
“Oh my God. Jagiya are you okay?” He asked, his voice laced slightly with laughter. You narrowed your eyes towards the floor and silently cursed at him for finding your pain amusing.
“Here,” you heard him say. You assumed he was holding a hand out for you.
Slightly embarassed, you didn’t look up as you reached your hand towards the sky. The second your hand made contact with something you automatically grasped onto it. Namjoon let out a sudden gasp in surprise.
Your eyes widened as you began to register the fabric of his jeans and more importantly what your hand had just latched onto. You instantly pulled your hand away and tried to ignore what had just happened. Your cheeks were flushed as you looked up at Namjoon only to find him already looking at you. Instead of addressing what had just occurred, the second you made eye contact you both burst out into a fit of giggles. Your laughter only increased in sound as you saw the sight in front of you.
“Namjoon are you fucking kidding me? Are you seriously getting hard from just that?”
He shamelessly shot you a smile, “that’s just the affect you have on me babe.” He shrugged as if it couldn’t be helped.
A good response to “But you have a (wo)man’s body!”:
Looking at them shocked and whispering “Oh gosh, you know about the body i buried under my house?”.
With all my love,
Your Tumblr Mom
PS: Just kidding. But seriously: You have a body - and that body is your body. You identify as a man? Then you got a man’s body! Wonderful! You identify as a girl? Then you got a woman’s body! Amazing! You identify as nonbinary? Your body is nonbinary! So cool! Doctors assigned a gender to it based on the shape of your genitals and people may perceive it as a certain gender based on cultural norms - but neither doctors nor other people get to decide what you identify as.
Parent: *tries to control every aspect of their child’s life*
Kid: *rebels and becomes distant*
Parent: I just don’t know what to do with that one. I did everything right, I wonder why they turned out that way.