"Will your parents like me?"
small prompt from @witterprompts (:
She sat at the bottom of stairs playing with her buttons on her boots as I laced up my converse.
“You can wear my coat.” I said draping it over her shoulders. “It’s colder than I thought out there.”
She gave me a small smile, “Thanks. I’m just nervous. I’ve never done this before.”
We’ve been dating for two years. She was bold and expressive and I was awkward and clumsy. Never in the two years of spending time with her had I ever seen her this reserved. She was normally bubbly and full of life as if every wilting flower she touched would spring back up and grow five inches more. Today, she was sombre. No, reflective.
All the girls I had dated had never gotten this far. Let me rephrase that. I have never gotten comfortable enough with a girl to be so bold and invite her to meet my parents. I myself hadn’t even gone to see them in a long time; it was an overdue visit.
I paused before we went out the door and turned to face her, “It’s okay, you know, to be nervous. If it makes you feel any better, I’m nervous too. We’ll be nervous together.”
I stepped out the front door and walked down to the sidewalk, “It only half a mile from here and I thought we could just enjoy the walk.”
The leaves around us were a bright yellow orange colour, almost like fire. They danced around in the wind down the street until a car drove by and brushed them to the side. We took off down the path hand in hand in a comfortable silence.
Before we got to the gates she stopped and turned to me. She bowed her head and leaned against my chest. I rested my chin on her head and we stood there just breathing.
She looked up at me, “Will your parents like me?”
I just smiled at her and we walked into the cemetery together, “I think they would have loved you.”
ellievsbear
janainaart
andulkaphoto
yousharknotpass
dailybridgerton
areudirty
jbbartram-illu
origamiaround
