I loathe when you're close to my parents.
To the point where they would call you their own son considering that you're my boyfriend and they want you as their son-in-law.
And to have my parents drag you with us for lunch and also holiday shopping makes me blush uncontrollably.
That one time, the cashier asked us if we were doing some wedding shopping, I swear I might just run away into the woods.
I loathe when you tease me in front of my parents.
