RYEOWOOK POV

Its been two weeks since Kyuhyun and I became a couple and I can tell that being with him is one of the greatest things that happened to me. I was able to introduce him to my parents during my surprise trip to Incheon. My mom accepted Kyuhyun in an instant. She's one hell of a fangirl by the way! Can you believe it? Both me and my Mom are crazy over my handsome boyfriend! That's cool isn't?   My dad is a different story though. From the time he saw Kyuhyun infront of our house, I can feel the uneasiness he felt for the latter. I can't blame him for he was my dad. When everyone at school bully me he was the one who lift my spirits up, telling me to ignore those bullies and just enjoy the company of my friends. He's a good provider. I respect him with every piece of my being. If the time comes that I will have my own family, I want to raise my future kids with the way he raised me.            FLASHBACK.....           "Are you sure they'll accept me?" an anxious Kyuhyun ask me while we were infront of our house, waiting for my parents to open the door.   I smile at him assuredly and answer,   "Of course they will. Don't be nervous Kyu, I'm here."   The moment the wooden door opens our intertwined hands immediately let go of each other.    "Mom! Dad!" I chirped happily as I enveloped them to a huge hug.   "Wookie!" that's my mom. I guess I inherited my high pitched voice from her.   I let go of them and turned to Kyuhyun who's standing behind me.   "Dad, Mom this is Kyuhyun." I introduced the latter to my parents. Nervousness is running through my system as my dad look at him with his I-don't-trust-you look.   "Good morning Mr. & Mrs. Kim. I'm Cho Kyuhyun. I'm pleased to meet you."   He bowed. If I haven't met him as an evil and naughty guy I will be blinded by his polite manner. He can be a perfect son-in-law that any mother wished to have.   "Is he you're 'friend', Wookie-ah?" my Dad ask. Giving emphasis on the word FRIEND.   "Y-yes Dad."    "Yeobo! Don't scare him. He's our son's friend. You two get inside, our lunch will be serve in a while." my Mom lightens the almost heavy and dull atmosphere between my Dad and Kyuhyun.      My parents went inside the house specifically the kitchen. Both of them are magnificent cooks, no wonder I'm atleast one-fourth as good as them. *ehem! Thanks to Kyuhyun that I learned to flatter myself like this* We settled on the sofa, both of us are exhaling heavily.    "So, I'm just a 'friend'." he said bitterly.   "Kyu, you know you're not. Please don't be mad. I will tell them later that you're my boyfriend and not just a friend. Babe, smile for me... Please?"   "Alright baby. But you're Dad is one hell scary man. My whole body feels numb just by the way he looks at me."   "He's not like that when you get to know him. And my mom is like the coolest mom ever! I'm sure you'll get along just fine."   "I can feel it too." he said as he took my hand and kiss it three times.   "You can just say it you know? But I love you too."   After I said the "magic words" my Mom went out of the kitchen to call us.   "The food is ready!"   "Were coming, Mom!"   -----*****-----   We are currently eating, still the with awkward silence between Kyuhyun and my Dad present but we manage to get through it. Thanks to my Wonder Mom!   "Kyuhyun-ah, how was the food? Is it good?" my Mom ask.   "It's very delicious Mrs. Kim! Its been a long time since I last ate home cook meals like this." Kyuhyun answered with his ever sweet smile.   "Omo! Does my son never cook for you? Ryeowook-ah! How come you don't cook for your boyfriend!"   "MOM!!" I almost choke myself to death when he hit the bulls eye!   "W-why? Did I say anything wrong, son?"   For a few minutes I feel like talking but my throat doesn't allow me to. My hands are sweating ferociously, as my heartbeat increases so as my breathing. Am I close to dying? Now, my rosy lips turned pale and cracked.    'OKAY KIM RYEOWOOK ITS NOW OR NEVER! YOU WILL EVENTUALLY NEED TO TELL THEM, SO WHY NOT DO IT NOW! FOR SURE THEY'LL UNDERSTAND.'   I gulped a glass of water before eyeing my Mom and Dad.    "Dad, Mom actually Kyuhyun is not just a friend... he's my boyfriend. I ask him to come for you to meet him. I'm sorry for not telling you this before hand but please give him a chance."   "Aigoo! My son is all grown up now! Mom accept this man to be your boyfriend." my Mom's words really touched my heart. With one swift movement, she envelopes us in a bone-crushing embrace. A very therapeutic approach that helped me feel relieved and accepted.    "Kyuhyun-ah, you can call me Mom from now on. Welcome to the family."    "Thank you Mrs. I mean... Mom."    I turned to my Dad. His face is full of questions and mistrust. Not to mention the cold stare he give to Kyuhyun.   "Ryeowook-ah, we need to talk. Just the two us." my Dad said as he stood up from his seat and walked out from the dining room.   My eyes searched for my Mom's. She smile warmly with a gentle nod.    "I'll be back Kyu." I give him an I'll-be-fine look for I know he's concern on what will happen during the conversation. Maybe he's also scared like me but he couldn't do so much at the moment and even if he wants to talk to my Dad, I know this is not the proper time to do so.    "You want me to join you?" he ask.   "No Kyu. Just stay here with Mom. We'll be back in a while." I said and follow Dad in the living room.      -----*****-----   As soon as I get closer to where Dad is, I can feel the air becomes heavy.    "Sit down, son." he said firmly.   I obeyed.   "Is it true? You and that guy are a couple?"    "He has a name dad. Kyuhyun... Cho Kyuhyun. And yes we are a couple."    "For how long?"   "Less than two weeks, dad."   "Are you sure Kyuhyun-ssi loves you? By the looks of him I can tell he's a player. A total tyrant. How can you love someone like him?!"   "Dad, he's not like what you think he is. I love him dad. He's the first guy I ever love. I know this kind of relationship freaks you out, but please give us a chance. Give him a chance dad."   "That's my point Kim Ryeowook! He's a GUY!! For God's sake!!"   "I'm sorry d