My Tol Lover ~Dorl~

Awkward Dinner

"So, where are we going?", he asks. "You'll see", I say. Braden pouts. "You know I hate surpises", he whines. "Oh, hush."

After a few moments, we pull up to his parents' house. "Close your eyes", I say. "Okay?", he says, unsure if he wanted to do it. He covers his face with his hands, and we hop out of the car. I grab his arm, leading him up the stairs.

"Denis, I'm scared," he says. I sigh. "You should be." I ring the doorbell, and he takes his hand from his eyes. The door opens a few seconds later, his dad standing in the doorway. He grins, the way an evil scientist would grin when they perfect their evil creation.

"D-dad?!," Braden asks. His eyes widen, and he clutches onto my arm, shaking horribly. "Hello, my 'son'", he replies," It's been some years, hasn't it?" Braden starts shaking even more, to a point where he's shaking me. I could also feel his heart racing. "W-why are we here?", he asks, his voice cracking a little.

"I told him to come here", his dad answers," Or else there would be bad consequences." "S-so you threatend my boyfriend?!", Braden asks. His dad nods. "Please do come in. We have so much to catch up on...." I pull Braden close by my side, eyeing his dad as we entered. He walks us into the kitchen, where his mom and his brother, Andrew, were sitting.

"Braden!", Andrew says, jumping up and coming to hug Braden. "I've missed you!" "But, I see you at school...", Braden says, breaking the hug, and clutching back onto my arm. "Yeah, but, we rarely talk though", Andrew replies. "Fair enough."

I look over to his mom, who was eyeing me, blushing. It made me a little uncomfortable but I ignored it, or at least tried to.

"Come have a seat boys", she says, smiling. Her eyes follow us as we sat down. "So, Braden, we're having your favorite," Mr. Welsh says," hot dogs." Braden turns red and shifts uncomfortably in his seat.

"Uh...that's nice...", he says, shyly. "We didn't know what kind of hot dogs you liked", Mr. Welsh," So we made the long, juicy, big, fat ones. That's probably your type anyways." He gives Braden a smirk, and Braden turns even redder.

"Uhm, we also have chips and cupcakes!", Andrew chimes in, trying to make the mood less awkward. "So, who's ready to eat?", Mrs. Welsh asks, nervously laughing. Andrew passes out the plates, and Mrs. Welsh puts the food on our plates.

"I wanna leave", Braden whispers to me. "It's okay, it'll be over before you know it!", I reassure him. "Maybe we should catch up on things!", Mr. Welsh says,"So, Braden, you know...we've kind of missed you." Braden gives him a confused look. "M-missed me?" Mr. Welsh nods. "Yes, you heard me," Mr. Welsh," It's been what? 3 years since we've seen you?" Mrs. Welsh nods. "You know Braden," she starts," We want you stay here with us again, well, until you graduate." Braden nearly falls our of his chair.

"W-what?," he asks," No way am I doing that! You guys treated me like crap!" "Son, look", Mr. Welsh says," We are still your parent, and you're not even 18 yet, so we still have the right to control you." "Dad! I am literally going to graduate in 3 months! There isn't even a point anymore." They sigh.

"But, you have too! If you do stay, we'll try to be a little more accepting of you, but you would still have to go to therapy", Mr. Welsh says. "T-therapy?!?," Braden stutters,"W-Why therapy? I could NEVER go back! Especially not after what happened last time." "What happened last time?", Andrew chimes in. "Uhm, I don't think he's comfortable with sharing that," I say," And if you will excuse us, we will be going !" I stand and grab Braden's hand, practically dragging him out the door. We drive home in silence and spen the rest of the night together.

(Here's a really horrible chapter lmao but hope you enjoyed anyways)

(Take it easy ;))