When it Stops Hurting (Royce)

14

Jacob's P.O.V.

"Mr. And Mrs. August, hello" my dad greeted, "it's nice to be able to meet with you both". I could hear him from my room as I stumbled to step into my pants. I didn't think Chresanto and his family would be here so soon, I had just stepped out of the shower not too long ago, completely unaware that my boyfriend was seconds away from ringing the doorbell. "If you could excuse me for one moment, please".

"Oh, God" I muttered, I shimmied myself into my pants, nearly knocking over the cup of water on the corner of my dresser. I grabbed for the doorknob right before my dad could open it himself. "I could've been jacking off" I said as I stared at him, pushing my damp hair from my eyes.

He glared at me, "you have enough common sense to lock the door if you were actually doing such sin".

I rolled my eyes, "even pleasuring myself around here is a fucking sin". I grabbed my shirt off my bed and slipped it on, "gay people get horny too, dad".

"We are not having this discussion, get downstairs". I walked past him as I stuffed my phone in my back pocket. I managed to catch a glimpse of Chresanto as I made my way down the stairs, he was dressed in black dress pants and a light peach colored button down shirt. His brother was wearing similar pants, but his button down shirt was a powder blue. I felt a bit embarrassed that I chose not so professional clothing, I was wearing jeans and a T-shirt I found stuffed in the back of my closet. "This is my son, Jacob" my dad introduced me to both Mr. And Mrs. August, I forced a smile onto my face, even though I saw the curious look I was given. I didn't want to attend this bribery dinner in the first place, I could mentally see the gears turning in their minds as they judged me on my clothing. I folded my arms across my chest, standing a bit straighter.

"It's nice to meet you" Mrs. August replied, "this is our oldest son, Rayan, and our youngest son, Chresanto". I knew that she hadn't a clue that I was dating Chresanto, but she wasn't even aware that I knew him?

"I see them both around school" I said, "a lot". I took note in the way Chresanto was fiddling with his fingers, why was he nervous? He looked at me.

"Yeah, Jacob and I have the same lunch" he said, biting his lip. "We sit together".

I could see my father tense up a bit in the corner of my eye and I know Chresanto and Rayan noticed because they both looked at me, Chresanto with a disappointed look and Rayan's was more curious. "Let's move into the kitchen, shall we?" I trailed behind everyone, not noticing my boyfriend doing the same.

"Hey" he greeted.

"Hi" I replied, "I hope your dad fires my dad, I'd love to see the look on his face, I swear" I said this so only he was able to hear. The chuckle I earned from him made me feel a bit better about my father's reaction to hearing him and I sat together. I felt his fingers quickly intertwine between mine and he managed to slip in a gentle peck on the cheek before he had to pull away because we were both entering the kitchen. I stuffed my hands in my pocket, missing the warmth that Chresanto's own fingers managed to give me. I found a seat across from him at the dinner table, my mom had already set the table, the plates of food aligned in the center of place mats.

"This is my wife, Teresa" my dad introduced, she smiled at Mr. And Mrs. August. She glanced at me, giving me a puzzled look. "I apologize for my son's choice of clothing, I thought he would choose something nice, but I guess I was wrong".

"I didn't think it was this important" I stated, I heard Rayan chuckle.

"You're not the only one, our mom wouldn't even let Chresanto and I step foot out of the house without having our shirts tucked in" he confessed.