My mom loves telling people at parties just how ‘bright’ I am and how I’m always reading something, she does it all the time.
Mother. Stop. I’m reading gay fanfiction.
So, okay, there was this day, at this party, and she did it again but this time she took my phone off of my hands to show them (It was in english, not native, so no one knew what I was reading) and I SWEAR TO GOD, one of them suddenly had this look of recognition on her face and she fucking winked at me.
And that’s the story of how my mom’s friend knows I ship Sterek.