hot chocolate and thrift shopping

december 18 - meeting the parents

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊

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Punz
im here

foolish runs down the stairs, calling back a brief, "sorry!" when he hears his father scold him from the office.

he yanks open the door, freezing in his place at the sight in front of him.

punz is stood in a grey knitted sweater and black jeans, his hair pulled back into the signature adorable ponytail with a bottle of wine in one hand, his phone in the other.

"is he here?"

foolish snaps back into the moment as he hears his mom entering the hallway behind him. "uhm, yeah," he answers, flashing punz an apologetic smile.

"well stop messing around and let him in foolish!" his mom says, "he's going to freeze."

foolish complies wordlessly, stepping out of the way so punz can step into the warm house. the blond smiles politely at foolish's mom, and the brunette can't help but think he looks fucking stunning.

"hi, it's to meet you," punz greets, pocketing his phone before holding his hand out for a handshake, "i'm punz."

she smiles widely, holding her arms out for a hug.

the blond laughs, stepping forward into the embrace.

foolish curses the world for letting his own mother hug punz before he has.

"it's nice to finally meet you, and know your name for that matter," the older woman says as they move away from the hug. "i'm foolish's mom, sally," she introduces, looking punz up and down to take him in. "i wish i could say i'd heard a lot about you but foolish here has been nothing but secretive," she laughs.

"oh," punz says, looking over at foolish with a smirk, "is that so?"

foolish looks away, feeling his heart shallow at the fact that he knows he's blushing right now.

"i bought this for you," punz says, handing the wine to the older woman.

"oh! thank you so much," she grins, taking it with a gasp, "you absolutely shouldn't have."

"consider it a christmas gift," he smiles.

"oh, i like you already," sally grins, "i wish someone could've let us meet you earlier." punz laughs, nodding in agreement. "now, dinner isn't going to be ready for another five or ten minutes, and foolish's father is just finishing up some work, so you boys can have some time to yourself," she smiles. "but sit in the lounge or something please, don't go running up to your bedroom."

"can i show him the garden?" foolish asks, surprising himself with how clearly anxious he sounds.

the ginger woman nods, "yes that's fine," she agrees. "i will call you both when the food is ready."

"thank you," punz chirps.

she flashes them both a smile before leaving to the kitchen.