He sighs, sitting on the sofa with knees tucked under him faced towards his love who is trying very hard to avoid the silvery gaze. Why’s he gotta be so stubborn? “I know things didn’t go so well last time we visited my mother, but we can’t avoid that forever, she’s my mother, cloud.” Their trip not going so well was a complete understatement, everything that could have gone wrong went utterly wrong. It’s no one’s fault though, especially not Cloud’s who he suspects blames himself for incidents that cannot be controlled.
“Look, we can leave right away if you feel really uncomfortable or if something happens, I promise.” The brunette is tentative when he reaches out to place a hand upon the other man’s knee. Hopefully, his touch brings a little bit of comfort, he would like to believe that it does. “Maybe it’s selfish of me to ask you to do this, and I’m sorry. But I want my mother to like you....there hasn’t really been anyone else in my life like how we are, you know? And well, she didn’t like the ones that were around for a little bit. You’re different, though, Cloud. I like being with you a lot.”