Everything is better when you throw in cross dressing and banana milk! Well TaeMin doesnt think so, but MinHo gets a kick out of it. Foreword They passed by a variety of stores, all of which were teeming with odd trinkets and stylish clothing, but the pair did not stop at any. With each shop they passed MinHo could feel TaeMin’s anxiety swelling. It was hilarious since he knew very well that TaeMin knew where they were destined to end up. But he wouldn’t object because as much as he wanted to, he had no money to buy himself banana milk. His silence was appealing to the older boy who found himself constantly staring at him as they rounded corners and checked for oncoming human traffic.            Maybe he stared at him a little too much…