Dark Purple Rose [YiZhan FF]

Chapter 43

Zhan, Yibo and their parents finally went into the house, where Zhan's parents and Zhan gave the guests a tour of the house. "It's really nice here and so much space." Yibo's dad marveled.

"We'll help with everything while we're here, of course." Said Yibo's mom.

"Of course you'll help. More people means more work. And in two days, we'll prepare the property for fall, or rather for winter." Said Zhan's mom.

"Sure, we're happy to help. Especially now that our sons are a couple." Said Yibo's mom with a big grin. Zhan turned pale, his dad stopped abruptly, Yibo's face began to glow like Rudolph the Reindeer's red nose and Zhan's mom automatically stood in front of Zhan.

"You're what?" Zhan's dad asked with a look that almost scared Zhan.

"Don't worry about it. Our son is a secret agent and very capable of taking care of and protecting your son." Yibo's mom explained.

Zhan's mom slowly pulled Zhan with her and looked around in panic. "Secret agent? Relationship? Son? What did you forget to tell me? What happened to my sweet innocent son? Didn't we have an agreement?" Zhan's dad asked, walking slowly towards Zhan and his mom.

"Uh but dad. It's not like that..." Zhan thought about it. Shit, it was exactly what his dad thought. What should he say? "So listen, Dad. I'm going to be 27 soon and I'm perfectly capable of..." Zhan stopped as his dad took on the look of an angry bull about to charge. "Daddy, I love you." Zhan said with the sweetest look he could ever manage. Zhan's last attempt to appease his dad and save his own life.

Zhan's dad pushed past Yibo and his parents, panting. He put his hands on his wife's shoulders, pushed her aside as well, and walked towards Zhan, who had continued walking backwards until a wall stopped him. "Daddy?" Zhan asked with an innocent, frightened look.

His daddy grabbed Zhan by the hand, pulled him towards him and wrapped his arms tightly around Zhan. Sobbing, his dad said, "I'm so happy for you." Zhan's tension and fear eased immediately. He hugged his daddy and cried with joy, just like his daddy. And then Zhan's mom joined in and the three of them cried together for a brief moment. Yibo and his parents found this extremely confusing, but also kind of sweet.

After the tears of joy had dried, they went upstairs, where they showed Yibo's parents the guest room. When they went back downstairs, Yibo asked, "Um, where am I sleeping?"

Zhan's dad turned to him, looked at him for a while and then said, "At Zhan's. Where else? You're a couple, aren't you?"

"Yes, we are." Yibo replied, smiling from the bottom of his heart.

"Well, then it's clear that you're staying at Zhan's. But if you want, you can of course have your own room."

"Um, no thanks. I'll stay with ZhanZhan."

"ZhanZhan." Zhan's mom giggled, put an arm around Yibo and asked him, "My son is great, isn't he?" Yibo nodded immediately and beamed all over his face. Then they went to Zhan's room, where Zhan and Yibo put their bags down before they all went downstairs to the kitchen and Yibo's mom offered to cook for them all.

As soon as they were in the kitchen and Yibo's mom was getting acquainted, the familiar clanging and clattering that Zhan and Yibo had heard earlier that morning began. While Zhan, Yibo and Zhan's parents watched in amazement as this little woman in the kitchen made a noise to rival even a commercial kitchen just preparing for cooking, Yibo's dad wanted to know what they could do to pass the time until dinner. What he meant was where the TV was that he could sit down in front of and have some peace and quiet. As Yibo knew.

They walked into the living room, Zhan's dad turned on the TV and Yibo's dad shut himself off, staring at the TV. "Shall we go outside?" Zhan's mom asked.