You're Gay (Lip Gallagher x male reader)

Dinner (Part 1 bc I said so.)

I'm back. And I graduated. And moved out of state. And got top surgery. A lot happened. Hi.

(Y/N) texts
Mom texts

(D/J)= Dream Job

(Y/N)
Everything is stressful currently. Everything! School, my job, my boy-Lip! Now my family!

My family is rich. Like very very rich. They own a big insurance company and its been in my mother's family for years. So yeah. Very rich. And very very judgemental! They don't like that I wanna be a (D/J) , they don't like that I'm independent and they especially don't like that I'm single. Not the being gay part at all. Just the fact that I dare to be alone. Yeah they're those kinda people.

Next week I have to have dinner with them. I don't like my family, I moved out to get away from them. I don't like them. But if I don't have dinner with them they'll bother me until I go. In fact they'll just guilt trip me relentlessly. So I have to go. But I'm prepared. Maybe? I think I have a plan.

I'm going to ask Lip to go with me to dinner. Just for one night to pretend to be my boyfriend. Chances are he'll say no. The chances are actually extremely high now that I think about it. He's still a little uncomfortable with the whole being LGBTQ thing. Which is fine. He's not ready to come out and I can't pressure him. But maybe he'll just do this one night? My parents will stop asking me if I'm with someone. Plus I'll have support.

Lip is already at my apartment and spent the night. He's awake and showering. I'm texting my mom.

hey im going to make it tonight what time

7:00. Is your boyfriend coming?

I may have sort of lied about already having a boyfriend. I'm pathetic.

i don't know i think he has work tonight

Ok.  You should use grammar in your texts. It's impolite not too.

Sorry.

Dress nice for dinner. Don't be late.

Ok.

My mom likes to point out even the tiniest imperfections about me. Even if they're not relevant or the time is not an appropriate time to criticize me. She gets upset that I don't really like being in her way of life. She's mean that way.

Lip walks in and sits on my bed. "Hey are you ok?" He asks. I put my phone down. "Um yeah. I just have a thing tonight I have to go to. I'm not excited about it." I reply and sigh a little. "Yeah what are you doing?" He asks.

"I have dinner with my parents. They're weird and controlling and they want me to bring my boyfriend-" "Wait since when do you have a boyfriend?" He interrupts. I raise an eyebrow. "I don't..." I sigh. "I may have lied a bit. They're weird about needing me to be in a relationship. But the issue is that I don't have a boyfriend to bring and-" "I'll do it." He interrupts again. Lip is kind of rude now that I think about it. Why does he have to-"Wait what?" I say finally registering his words.

"I'll go with you to dinner. It's just one night right? We deal with them for one night. I pretend to be your lovey dovey boyfriend and then it's done. Next time they ask you just say we broke up." He says. I nod slowly. He came up with all that on his own. Huh. "I mean if you're willing to pretend then....ok...?" I say a little awkwardly. He nods. "Alright then. What time?" "7:00. You want to meet at the diner at around 6:30?" I ask. In a weird way the diner where we got coffee that first time has sort of become our place. I dunno.

"I'll meet you at 6:30." He says. I smile. "Thanks." I say. He nods and kisses my cheek. "I gotta go to work. I'll see you." He says and quickly gets dressed before walking out. I sigh. I can tell that I'm starting to fall for him a bit. I'm scared of that.

Hey my boyfriend is coming. His name is Lip.

Lip? That's not a name (Y/n).

Ok well his real name is Phillip.

There. That's a name.

Lip

It's been eight hours since I left (Y/N)'s house. I'm still thinking about this morning. Things happened that I'm not used to . 

1. I got jealous because I thought (Y/N) had an actual boyfriend. That maybe I wasn't the favorite anymore.

2. I agreed to have dinner with his parents partially because of that jealousy. I think I want to be seen as his boyfriend? But I also don't so that's scary.

3. I showed him a form of physical affection that isn't sex. That never really happens. I'm scared.

I haven't ever really had a serious relationship. Not really. And if I've ever wanted anything more than sex it hasn't really worked out. I've fucked it up in one way or another. Something has happened.

I don't want to fuck this one up. I'm actually kind of subconsciously making sure I don't fuck it up. I impulsively decided to meet his parents. I think because I want him to know I care.

But here I am waiting at our spot because I want to make him happy. I see (Y/N) drive up in his beater of a car and smile a little. I get in. "Hey." I say. "Hey, you ready?" He asks. I nod. "Yep. Let's go." I reply. He nods and drives off.

I definitely take notice as we start to move out of my side of town. "Hey where do your parents live?" I ask. He shrugs. "Rich people area." He mumbles. I notice he looks nervous. Incredibly nervous actually. "Hey you know it's going to be fine right?" I try to comfort him. He shrugs. "Yep." He replies curtly.

He stops the car in front of a big house. I mean a huge house. Rose bushes outside, hedges, pillars, fountains. The whole rich people shebang. The roads are even perfectly paved. Interesting. "Well....let's go." (Y/N) says and gets out of the car.