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"Meeting your parents?" Dallas says as he smokes. "Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah. Doll, you know I'm all about making you happy. But meeting your parents-- sheesh. I'd rather get thrown in the cooler."
You roll youreyes, looking down at your dark skin. "It's fine if you don't wanna, nobody's forcing you." You sigh quietly.
Dal looks at you, his face turning soft. He didn't wanna hurt you, since he thought you were the most precious thing in the world. He loved youforyou. He didn't care about your skin color, nor your race.
To other ignorant people, they think you're some type of monster. But to him, you're his angel in disguise.
"Fine, I'll go darling. Onlyfor you, though."
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You heard a rough knock on the door, causing you to walk towards it. You opened the door and saw Dal leaning against the frame.
"You look great, doll." He says, twirling you around.
Yougiggle, before leading him to the kitchen, in which where your parents were.
After you introduced Dal to your parents, the four of you sat down and ate, along with talking about the most randomest things.
The night ended with a couple of kisses, and some small talks.
Surprisingly, your parents loved Dal and couldn't wait to see him again.