CF did come along for the dinner with my university friends.
As some of my readers rightly predicted, those who knew about my sexuality, knew who CF is and those who didn’t, didn’t. By the look on their faces, I think the remaining three that didn’t know would have at least suspected.
I was half expecting them to ask who CF is and how did we meet. But all they asked was his age. And they teased about how CF and KY (one of my friends at the dinner) look very much alike.
Coincidentally, both of them were wearing matching light blue T-shirts as well. Similarities include both being very fair and look young. KY does look young for his age and CF is, well, just young.
There we were, at a restaurant in Sri Petaling. I have been to this eatery before and dishes are served really quick, even when the whole place is crowded. We had their specialty fried bean curd, sweet and sour fish, pork ribs in pineapple, a plate of vegetables, venison with ginger and fried lala (a type of shellfish).
When the dishes were served, I used my chopsticks to take the pork ribs and bean curd for CF. I am not sure whether anyone noticed that gesture. Of course, CF was insisting that I don’t, but I did anyway. I also requested CF to take the greens for me.
Either my friends are really cool about it or it was a non-issue for them. They probably already knew the moment I introduced CF to them. Anyhow, to make sure that they really got the right idea, hence the little tender loving gestures of taking food for him.
After that, we went to Taste Walking again for dessert. We suggested the same dessert which we had on Tuesday to them. We spent about an hour just chatting about really inane stuff and telling jokes.
All in all, I had a great time. CF did as well. Though he did comment that my friends are weird. The reason being that the guys (there were five of them) didn’t order the molten chocolate dessert one each; four of them were sharing two pieces amongst them. CF said that was a bit unusual.
I assured CF that they are straight. Just that they are all quite close to each other (three of them are renting and staying in the same house), that’s all. Sharing food is a pretty normal thing for us.
In hindsight, I was worried for nothing. But the thing is, these people are close to me and naturally, we are most worried about their reactions. Rejection from them hurts more than from strangers or acquaintances.
So yay! That didn’t turn out so bad after all.