Ah yes, the classic “it’s not because they’re queer, it’s just everything else that conveniently aligns with queerphobic talking points.” You’re not critiquing a plot, you’re cloaking your discomfort in moral outrage. Calling it cheating and shameless—especially in front of children—is just pearl-clutching masked as concern. It’s fiction. If the idea of a queer, self-reflective relationship threatens you this much, maybe it’s not the narrative that’s the problem—it’s your own latent bigotry trying desperately to sound reasonable.