Imagine, You just started dating the guy of your dreams. Tall, dark hair, Indian, Son of a doctor. He is charming and sweet and wonderful. Everything you ever wanted. It's Christmas time, and your husband Dillon tells you he wants you to meet his parents for the holidays. Since your parents died before you were born in a fiery car crash, you agree. You miss them so much.
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"Y/n, are you almost ready to go?" Dillon asked. You walk around the corner wearing an eggshell white cashmere sweater you handmade yourself because you're not like other girls. You also wear ripped jeans that barely fit your 87 lb 4'9 body. You also have your favorite pair of converse on because you're not like other girls. "You look beautiful babe." Dillon says. "You ready?" "Thanks babe. And yeah let's go. I'm so nervous your parents won't like me." You reply. "It'll be okay. I'm sure they'll love you." Dillon reassures. "Come on, let's get going." You walk to the car and start your journey.
After a long drive you pull up to a giant house. You take a big breath before Dillon rings the doorbell. A tall, handsome, muscular man opens the door. He smells like cologne and sweet wine. This shocks you. He greets you with, "Hey son! Nice to see you again. This must be (Y/n). I'm Dr. Charles Proctor. But you can call me Charlie. Nice to meet you." He holds out his hand for a handshake and you shake his huge, rough hand. His hand is so big compared to yours. He leads you in the doorway and shows you to the living room. You sit down with Dillon and wait for his mom to come out of the kitchen. She comes out and greets you.
You are led to the dining room where you are served food that Dillon's mother made. She is a very good cook and you are full by the end. "I see you enjoyed your food, (y/n). Would you like some more?" Dillons mom asked. "No thanks," You reply. You set your hand down and it lands on a knife. It shoots up and stabs Dillon straight is the hand. "OWWWWW." he screams. Mrs. Procter stands up to get something to help him. "Oh my god, are you okay babe???" You ask. "Yeah I'll be fine." Then, you really have to go pee. The floodgates are about to open. You ask where the bathroom is. It is such a bug house, you are scared you might get lost. You ask Dr. Procter where the bathroom is. "Here, I'll show you."
Dr. Procter leads you down countless hallways and takes you to the master bedroom. "All the other bathrooms are being renovated, sorry for the inconvenience." he says. "It's alright. Thanks." You head to the bathroom bc the pee pee finna come out all over the floor and you don't wanna piss on your boyfriends dads floor. You then trip over the cat on the floor. You bang your head on the side table beside the bed. Blood pours everywhere. You feel that you accidentally pissed your pants, and you are so embarrassed. Dr. Procter rushes over and scoops you up. He throws you on the bed. Everything goes black.
You wake up covered in your own blood and piss in Dr Procters bed. He is leaning over you patching up your wound. "Oh thank god you're awake. I started to worry about you. Are you okay." He said. "I guess so. I'm so glad you were there." You feel his warm rugged hands on your head and you get butterflies. You shift a bit and he says, "Oh sorry, are my hands too cold for you?" "No, they're perfect. I-I mean fine. Thanks." You get up when he's done. "Oh, (Y/N), try not to do that again." He smirks and winks and you feel some type of way. What happened. Do you all of a sudden feel something for your boyfriend's dad?
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