Premise: In a fictional future, completely random, and somewhat crazy. Fluff and slice of life of someone’s unholy life. XD

My friends and family know me as Beanie (don’t know why, the name had stuck ever since I can remember) – just the average, sorry Galaxian having trouble with his Dad for his unsympathetic view on his sexual preference.
He should be glad at least, that I’m actively searching for a fellow human to love, and not opening my ass for alien copulation.
So anyway, low and behold, after years of red-faced nagging and exasperation, he actually came down to giving me an ultimatum and was actually fucking serious about it.
His seriousness hit me in the face when I was suddenly thrown out the house with nothing else but an over-stuffed luggage, as abruptly and quickly as a black hole opening.
Now I gotta figure out how Dad puts those digits magically into my card because he even cut my lifeline to mojo! Never mind that I now have to navigate through crabby workplaces, because it’s not like my abysmal situation would last.
Dad will give in and soften like he always does, and call me back soon… right?

Warnings: BL and aliens. O_O