Ok so I don’t know if I’ve told y’all about my oh so very gay Dad but y’all about to learn. Anywho, Daddums is “old as balls” (his words not mine) but he “ain’t dead”. So he knows who BTS is BUT! He saw them at the Grammy’s the first time and latched onto hair colors (I know..)

That night I get a phone call that consisted of “Who are the cuties with pastel hair?!” (Jimin & Tae btw) Fast forward you James Corden Monday. I get a borderline squealing phone call of “TURN ON CBS RIGHT NOW THEY’RE ON THEY’RE ON!”

Oh father dear I’m already watching. But I digress. Then we get to the “Wait...where are my Pastel Princes?!” My dad is adorable. So we stay on the phone & I hear a gasp followed by “Who’s the lumberjack!” And I proceed to lose the ability to speak.

Apparently, to my FLAGRANTLY HOMOSEXUAL father, Joon in flannel screams lumberjack & Daddums had some rather interesting comments involving wanting Joon to help him *ahem* attend to some wood. (Not a new type of discussion for us btw.)

So we progress to discussions of “Ok, Princess Prim & Proper, who’s you’re favorite?” Now, allow me to pause & explain my father roasts me like to other because he’s me just older, male, & gaaaaaaaaay.

So when he can’t guess my bias, he hits me with “Oh lemme guess...you wanna Korean buffet. Jesus, Desi, leave some for the rest of the fandom.”

And thus my father read my thirsty, hard stan ass FOR FILTH.