Chapter Text
“Oh, hyeong!” Gang waved him over to a vendor booth. Choe nodded, following him. “Booth 247, this is us!”
“Great. So, it’s us and Yu manning this?”
“Yeah, you can just hand the food out,” Gang said. “You’re good at that. Oh, and one more thing.” Gang handed him two pins. “For you.”
Choe looked at them. One was a pronoun pin, “he/him”. This he put on. The other was a black and white background with a rainbow chevron, and this he pocketed, switching it out for a pin he brought on his own. Gang blinked at this, then inspected it closer. Black triangle, white top, grey bottom, and purple stripe down the middle…
“I don’t think I know that flag,” Gang said after a moment.
“Oh, uh…” Choe rubbed the back of his neck. “Demisexual.”
“Demi…?”
“Means I’m not… I dunno… instantly attracted to someone? I have to know them first.” He shrugged. “It’s a thing.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“… ‘Cause I just figured it out? I was talking to Yeon a few weeks ago and she said something about sex. I dunno, it just got me thinking. One internet rabbit hole later, and here we are.”
“So, you just figured it out, but you already had a pin ready to go?”
“Heh, uh, that was on Younghwa. She had a bunch of pins printed out for the bakery and she said I could have one.”
“Hm.” Gang shrugged. “You still could have told me sooner.”
Choe motioned around them, at the many waving rainbow flags. “Hey, what better place to come out? Besides…” he motioned at the three pins his brother wore. “It’s easier to explain than your thing.”
“My thing is not that hard to explain.”
“Sure it’s not. Come on, we have a sign to put up.”
“Right.”
They put up the sign for Ma-Jo’s together. When they walked back down, Gang stared at it. Stared for a long, long time.
“Something wrong?”
“I just realized… I’m not straight. Turns out you’re not exactly straight. And Jo might not have been straight either. He might have been, but… we don’t know. And now we never will.” Gang kicked a rock away. “It’s… not really fair.”
Choe stared at the sign for a moment, then pulled out the unworn pin. “Well, if he was straight,” he finally said, giving Gang a small smile, “let’s just say this is his pin.”