Meet the parents

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Michael was doing his best to impress Calum's parents, he new Calum could do a lot better than him but, Calum was in love with him and vice versa. "What do you do Michael?" Mrs.Hood asked, "I'm studying to be a middle school music teacher ma'am." Michael smiled and took a bite of his dinner. "Do you play any instruments?" Mr.Hood asked, "I play guitar as well as the four main string instruments. The violin, viola, cello, bass. I sing as well." Michael smiled. "That's excellent Michael." He grinned and Calum rubbed the pale boy's thigh, squeezing it lightly to indicate he was doing great. Calum's hand moved up to Michael's small belly, pushing on it lightly and that caused Michael to burp quietly "urp", but everyone heard it. He flushed a dark red, "Excuse me." He rushed out and stood up, rushing to Calum's bedroom beet red. He locked himself inside Calum's bedroom, "Babe, open the door." Calum asked. "Y-your parents hate me now." Michael sniffled, crying slightly. "Babe, no." Calum whispered and Michael turned the lock, the door opened and Michael fell onto his back since he was leaning against the door. "Do you want me to leave?" Michael asked as he stood up and began to walk away, but Calum grabbed his wider hips and pulled him into his lips, stopping the colored hair boy from leaving. "You're not going anywhere." Calum whispered into the kiss, "But-" Michael began, cut off by another kiss. "They don't care." He smiled and pulled the shorter boy into his chest, "Let's stay in my room the rest of the night." Calum winked and Michael blushed again, next thing he knew; him and Calum were doing the dance with no pants ;)

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