You + Me = ?

Euler's Identity

The Present, 2017

It seems like this day will take forever to end.

I kill the car engine with a soft sigh, beside me sits a rather curious Song Minho, and as I observe his side profile I suddenly find myself wishing that for once in my life I could be just a normal, average person who doesn't over thinks and calculates every single outcome.

"Where are we?" I run my fingers through my now unruly curls before deciding to exit the car.

"My parents' house," he looks at me with wide eyes, "let's go."

I get out of the driver's side then open the passenger door as I grab a few folders from the back seat. I shake my head as I watch him slowly exit the car and look up at the house, I sigh in disbelief as he swallows nervously.

"Would you mind grabbing the cooler from the trunk?"

He absentmindedly nods his head at my request but didn't take his eyes off the house. I walk over to him then carefully shove the folders in his hands.

"What's wrong with you?"

He blinks at me, "isn't it a bit too early to meet your parents? Besides, we just had sex, you should've warned me beforehand."

I roll my eyes at him, "you're worrying over nothing."

He sighs at me as he hands me the folders and walks over to the trunk to remove the cooler filled with our catch of the morning. I ignore the sheer look of nervousness on his face as I walk off, what is with meeting parents that get people so shaken?

We enter the house silently, Minho gets a bit distracted at the interior as we were removing our shoes at the foyer. Just then, Mr. Cha shows up with a large smile on his face, I smile softly at him as he walks over to us.

"Miss Lee, it's so nice to see you," I bow politely at him as he turns his gaze to Minho, "you brought a friend?"

Minho bow then introduces himself to the old butler who smiles happily at the sight of him.

Mr. Cha then takes the cooler from him with the smile still on his face, "I'll take this, your parents are just about to have brunch, you should join them."

I nod at him as he takes his leave, I grab on to Minho's arm as I pull him towards the dining room. As soon as we enter both my parents get out of their seats and rush over to me, a reaction I get every time I visit.

"Hei Ryung-ah," my Mom hugs me tightly as if she's trying to suffocate me, "I'm so happy to see you."

I sigh, "I was here two weeks ago Mom."

My Dad then takes my hand in his as he smiles happily, "we're happy that you returned safely."

I smile softly at him, my Mom then places her hands over her mouth in shock as she spots Minho, I groan inwardly at what's about to happen.

"Oh my, and who is this?"

Minho bows deeply, "my name is Song Minho, nice to meet you."

I watch in amusement as my Mom latches arms with him and all but drag him over to the table. I shake my head at her as I join them.

My Dad takes his seat and begins to stare Minho down, "he's really handsome," he turns to me, "is he a model?"

I let out a breath at my parents' blatant weirdness, "no he's not," I busy myself with getting some food.

My parents on the other hand fusses over Minho like he's a newborn baby, I smirk a bit at his awkwardness, anyone would be flustered by my parents. Especially if they're constantly putting food in your bowl and praising your looks.