It had been a long thirty minutes, more like thirty hours, of Dad hitting Minho with hard questions. I thought our sit-down with Daddy and Jonghyun was bad, but Dad takes the cake. Minho looked just as nervous as he was with Daddy and Jonghyun, but who could blame him? Dad had the face of a killer. All I could do was grip Minho's hand under the table to calm him down. 

"Have you ever been arrested?"

Minho tensed. "Ahh, well... kind of, but not really."

Dad deadpanned. "Is it yes or no?"

Minho nodded. "Yes, but it wasn't my fault-"

"Sure-"

I butted in. "Dad, let him explain."

Dad went quiet and Minho took that as his moment to speak. "There was a fight at a party. When I tried to break it up, that's when the cops came. They saw that I was in the mix, so we all got arrested. The reason why I say not really is because my dad was one of the guys who put us in handcuffs. I told him my story and he took my handcuffs off before they drove the  others boys away to county jail."

Dad sneered. "Typical. Must be nice to get special treatment as a sheriff's son."

I noticed Minho became a bit irritated. "Actually, no. Everyone thinks that, but it can at times. I'm under constant watch, my phone is bugged, my car has a tracking device on it, you name it. And trust me, my dad never lets me off the hook. If anything, he's tougher on me than he is on actual criminals."

I couldn't help but feel bad for Minho. I mean, my parents can be overprotective, but Minho's dad is a sheriff. It must be hard at times. It actually makes me respect Minho more because if I would've been raised like that, I would've turned out way worse than him. 

Jonghyun commented, "Well, all of that is in the past, Jinki. We can't judge Minho based on his past mistakes. We've all been there. When I was his age, I was an . Just being honest. I thought I was above the law, like the world revolved around me. It took a special person to make me change my ways." He looked at Daddy who had a blush on his face. 

Dad's expression didn't change. "Thanks for your input Jonghyun, but we're dealing with Minho, not you. Who knows where his mindset is, especially with Taemin?"

I think that was Minho's breaking point. He grunted, "Sir, I don't know if I've made this clear to you yet, but for the millionth time, Taemin is my main focus. There aren't any other people I'm interested in besides your son. Taemin isn't a pawn in some game. He's someone I really care about and who my parents know I'm deeply invested in. He's not a secret to me." 

That last statement set the tone. 

"Jinki," said Daddy. "As you can tell, Minho's very passionate about Taemin. Why can't you just be happy that our son has found someone who likes him?"

"I'm just trying to protect him-"

"By hurting him at the same time?"

"No, Kibum! I just need to be here for him-"

I interrupted, "I'm not a little boy anymore, Dad! I'm not the same person you left behind that was scared and lonely and depended on his father. Don't sit here and blame other people for your mistakes. It's your fault as to why you missed so many important changes in my life!"

"Taemin-"

"I'm done talking about this. All of it. Just go back to your perfect family. I don't want to see you again, and I mean it." 

I stood up and grabbed Minho's hand before storming out of the kitchen. I walked us out the front door and slammed it shut. 

Minho stopped me in my tracks as we got closer to his car. "Taemin where are we going?"

"Wherever you want to take us. Now unlock the doors." He quickly unlocked the car doors and I got in, sinking into my seat. He got in not too long after. We sat in silence before I groaned, "I can't believe I said that to my dad."

"I can't believe we made it out there alive," he snickered. 

"Now's not a time to be joking."

"Sorry."

I sighed. "No, I'm sorry for dragging you into this. Only one day into our relationship and we already have problems."

"Don't apologize, Tae. It's not your fault. Based on what I've seen, the problem really stems from your dad. If you think about it-"

"I don't want to think about it. Can you just drive?"

"Sure. Where do you have in mind? I can't go too far because my dad will know." Right. The tracking device. 

"Honestly, we could end up in the middle of the ing ocean and I wouldn't care. Just drive." 

He set the car in gear and we began driving wherever he was taking us. I just wanted to get away from home. The longer I was there, the more suffocated I felt. Not to mention, the pressure that my dad was giving me was way overbearing. 

About three minutes into the drive, I got a text from Daddy. 

Hey, honey. Where are you? I'm worried. 

Out of everyone, I never meant to worry him. I quickly responded that I was with Minho and that I was safe. 

Ok. Just please come back home tonight. I want to talk to you. I promise Jinki won't be here. 

Home was the last place I wanted to be, but I guess if it was only going to be Daddy and Jonghyun there, things would be ok.

He sent another text before I could reply. 

Your father's very sorry...

I didn't even feel like replying to that. I just sent a quick text saying I'll be home by seven. 

Minho sighed, catching my attention. "Hey, what was it that your dad was saying earlier about you telling me something?"

I irritatedly looked at Minho. "Now's not the time ok? Just please, let me sit in silence for a couple of minutes."

He nodded. "Right. Sorry."

We drove through the city for about thirty minutes before Minho received a call. "Ah, it's my dad." He put his phone on speaker so he could continue focusing on driving. "Hey, Dad."

"Minho, why have you been driving in circles for the past thirty minutes? You're wasting gas, son."

Minho sighed, obviously annoyed. "Why have you been stalking the tracker?"

"Don't question me. I'm your father and you answer to me. You understand?"

Minho rolled his eyes before replying, "Yes, sir."

"Anyway, I received an alert from the tracking device about suspicious driving activity. That so happened to be you endlessly driving in the same area. What's going on?"

"Well if you must know, I'm with Taemin. He's going through some personal stuff and needed a breather. So I took him on a drive."

His dad was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Wow...well...that's very nice of you, son. Is Taemin doing better since the last time we've seen him? Me and your mother have been worried about him lately."

I couldn't hide the satisfied smile that appeared on my face. It felt nice knowing that my boyfriend's parents actually cared about me and didn't think I was crazy.

Minho answered, "He's fine. He just needed to get away from his house for a bit. Sorry for wasting gas, dad. I'll stop some place soon."

"Ok, son. When will you be home tonight? Your mom's making dinner and wants us all there."

"I'll be home by eight."

"Ok. I'll hold you to that. Bye, son." And they both hung up. 

Minho chuckled to himself. "My parents love you."

"At least someone does. Do you still love me after finding out how much of a mess my life is?"

"Of course, Taemin. That's not even a question in my mind-"

"And you're not just staying with me to spare my feelings?"

He glanced over at me quickly before looking back at the road. "Tae, where is all of this coming from? I'm with you because I want to be with you. You're a very special person to me. There's no way I would drag you along in a relationship if I didn't love you. No matter what's going on in your life, it doesn't change the fact that you're still Taemin."

I sighed and stared out the window, not able to think of a reply. 

We drove a few more miles before Minho chose to park his car in the a deserted area by a lake. We sat in silence before I said, "Thank you for doing this, Minho."

"No problem."

I stared in front of me as I continued, "You're so sweet. Sometimes I think to myself that I don't deserve you."

"Why would you say that?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. I guess it's because you're so happy-go-lucky. You tell corny jokes and you're always making the best of situations. Then there's me. I'm very negative. My family is not united. My life is a mess. I'm the complete opposite of you, but yet, you still like me."

Minho caresses my hand which caused me to look at him. "Opposites attract, Taemin. Our differences shouldn't matter. They shouldn't make you feel like you're unworthy to be with me. You're amazing, Taemin. You're just too vulnerable right now to see that, but that's ok. I'll be here with you to make sure you see that. I know a lot has been happening to you lately, but please don't push me away."

I smiled, "I won't. I promise."

"Are you ready to talk about what happened today?"

I groaned. "Not really, but go for it."

Minho asked, "What's up with your dad? I mean, I know he's supposed to be tough on my because I'm dating his son, but I felt like he was crucifying me with his words."

"I honestly have no idea what my dad has going on. It's like I understand why he's trying to be so invasive because he's missed so many important points in my life, however I'm not as dependent on him anymore. I don't need him grilling my boyfriend or setting rules for me, but he doesn't get that. That's what I have Daddy and Jonghyun for."

"Do you think it's because he feels guilty for not being here for you?"

I nodded. "That and the fact that he's been spending time with his other family the whole time while he only told me he was working. How pathetic. I can't believe I blamed Daddy and Jonghyun for our problems when it was Dad all along. It makes it really hard for me to trust him."

"What about his other family?"

"He keeps insisting that I meet them, but I don't want to. I'm not ready, but he doesn't get it. I swear if I visit them soon, someone would leave with their feelings hurt, and it wouldn't be me this time."

Minho used his other hand to caress my cheek. "I'm so sorry you have to go through this, Taemin. You deserve so much more."

I wrapped my arms around Minho's neck. "Well, I'm just glad I have you. You've been my escape away from all of this."

"Really?"

I flicked the tip of his nose, "Yep. Your parents did a great job raising you. I know you get annoyed sometimes with how overprotective your dad is with you, but he really made an amazing son. At least he doesn't have some secret family."

"That I know of," Minho joked. 

I chuckled. "Yeah. Anyway, I'm just happy that I met you at that boring office party two months ago."

"Wow..."

"What?"

"I just realized that so much has happened in two months. Who would've known that all I needed was two months to fall in love with you."

I whined and hid my face into his shoulder. "Ugh, don't say things like that! It makes me blush."

Minho laughed as he pulled my face out of his shoulder. "You look cute. I like you like this."

I glared playfully. "Whatever."

"I'm really going to miss you when school starts."

"Damn, Minho. You make it seem like I'm moving to Alaska. We're still going to be together."

"I know that, but I mean I won't be able to just pop up at your house when I want to or call you when I want to. You're a better student than me so I know you'll be studying a lot. I'll be focusing on soccer for most of the school year. I just know we won't have as much free time with each other."

", you're right. I didn't even think about that. Maybe we should just drop out," I joked. 

"Haha, very funny. My dad would bury me alive before allowing me to drop out."

"One can only dream."

"I'll make a promise." He held out his pinky in front of mine. "I promise to spend as much time as possible with you before school starts soon. That includes texts, calls, FaceTimes, dates, etc. What do you say?"

I hooked my pinky around his before saying, "Deal."

Minho leaned forward and kissed me slowly on the lips. It was so sensual and loving, which would take some getting used to. Pretty soon, our tongues were mingling with each other as the kiss became more heated. I let out a moan as Minho deepened the kiss and tightly grabbed my waist. He guided me into his lap so that I was straddling him. He gripped my and helped me grind into his lap. I let out another moan as he grunted from pleasure. No matter how much I was enjoying this, something was holding me back. When Minho went to loosen my belt, I I quickly pushed his chest to stop him. 

"Wait," I said as we both heavily panted from the heated kiss. "Should we be doing this?"

Minho looked confused as he tried controlling his breathe. "I mean it's up to you, Taemin. I don't want to do this with you if you're not comfortable. Are you comfortable with me?"

I sighed leaning back. "Of course I'm comfortable with you. You treat me so well. There's no reason why I wouldn't be comfortable with you."

"Do you trust me?"

I quickly nodded. "Of course."

He loosely wrapped his arms around my waist. "Then it's ok, Taemin. I won't hurt you. You know that, right?"

I nodded. "You're right. I'm just being stupid. I'm ready." But I wasn't so sure. 

Minho smiled and pulled me towards his lips before kissing me again. I tightened my arms around his neck as he tightened his arms around my waist. We quickly began to grind into each other again. Minho moved his lips to my neck, causing me to softly moan over and over again. He was careful to not leave any marks behind. 

"Oh, Taemin," Minho whispered as I continued to grind our parts together. It was a nice sensation which caused me to have occasional muscle spasms. 

The grinding became more intense, causing the car the rock subtly. However, once Minho made the move to go further by ing my pants, I stopped him. 

"I'm sorry, Minho. I can't do this," I said before dropping my head into his shoulder. I whispered, "I don't know what's wrong with me."

It was silent before I heard Minho sigh slowly. I thought he would be pissed and frustrated, but he began to slowly caress my back as he said, "It's ok, Taemin. Don't feel bad. I'm not going to force you to do this if you don't want to-"

"But I do want to," said quickly as I looked into his eyes. "Trust me, I do. But I just can't right now."

"Why not right now? What's holding you back?"

I leaned my head against Minho's, "I don't want to talk about it."

"Would you be able to tell me in the future?"

I nodded. "Can you just take me home?"

Minho placed a comforting hand on my cheek. "Are you sure?" I nodded before getting off his lap back into the passenger seat. "Is it something I did?"

"No, it's not your fault, Minho. It's just really hard to explain. Besides, it's getting late and I told my dad I would be home by seven."

"Hey," Minho said getting my attention. "Whatever's going on with you, just know that it's going to be ok. I may have a painfully obvious now, but I'm not mad at you. You come first before my teenage hormones."

I couldn't help but snicker at that as Minho cranked up the car. "Thanks, Minho. Sorry your , too."

Minho waved it off. "I'll take care of that after I drop you off."

I burst out laughing, "Gross!"

We joked the whole way home. I don't know how Minho does it, but even in the most horrible situations, Minho's still able to make me laugh. I really wouldn't know what I would do if I had to deal with my mess of a life without him. I kissed him goodnight before getting out and walking to the front door. Of course, Minho made it no known secret that he was about to take care of his problem. 

I chuckled to myself as I walked into the house. "I'm home," I announced as I walked past the living room. As I walked up the stairs, I heard Daddy calm my name from his room. "I'm coming."

I knocked on his room door before walking in. He was lounging on his bed with his laptop on his lap. "You're home," he said happily as he closed his laptop. He patted the space next to him. "Come sit."

"Where's Jonghyun," I asked as I became more comfortable on his bed.

"He had to work late tonight so it's just going to be me and you for awhile. How was your day with Minho?"

"Good. Better than staying here with dad."

"Actually, that's one of the things I wanted to talk to you about. I'm not proud of the way that your father has been acting lately, but I'm also not proud of the fact that you two seem to not be getting along. He's your father, Taemin. It's best to stick with family."

"I know that, but hasn't dad been acting a little...different lately?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the way he's being so pushy. I don't remember him ever being like this. For example, I find it very disrespectful that he brought up my situation in front of Minho, putting me in an awkward situation. Why would he want me to tell Minho about my past if I'm not ready? Dad would never do that, but yet, he did."

Daddy nodded. "You're right. What he did was very inexcusable. I really don't know why Jinki has been so pushy lately. Every time I try to talk to him, his excuse is always that he's trying to protect you. Maybe he's making up for lost time."

"Well he's making me not want to be around him. I already don't want anything to do with his family. Now I'm starting to not want anything to do with him."

"Taemin, you can't be serious."

"But I am. I love my dad, of course, but I need my space from him for now. I don't want to talk about it, Daddy. Please don't force me to."

He nodded before saying, "Ok, well let's talk about someone else. Let's talk about Minho."

I tensed. "What about Minho?"

"How does he feel about everything that's happening?"

"Surprisingly, you all haven't scared him off yet. He's been very supportive."

Daddy smiled at me before saying, "You really like him don't you?"

My face heated as I became uncomfortable talking to him about my love life. I made a face as I answered, "I mean I guess. Yes, I really do like him."

"Aww, baby," he my hair. "I've never seen you act like this. I have a question, though. Have you two ever...you know..."

I placed my face into hands and groaned. "Omg! Why are we talking about this???"

"Taemin, I'm your father and deserve to know the truth. Now answer the question. Have you two ever had -"

"No, daddy! Oh my god!"

"Now, Taemin, I know it's embarrassing, but please tell me the truth."

I mumbled. "I am. We haven't had yet, ok? Minho's too much of a gentleman to let that happen."

Daddy sounded pleased as he rubbed my back soothingly. "That's good to know. I just want you guys to be safe, honey. Trust me, it's not ideal for me to be having this conversation with my only son, my baby, but if you are out there doing anything, I would feel much better knowing that you're taking all of the right precautions. You understand?" 

I nodded. We were quiet before I decided to speak about what's been bothering me. "Since we're being honest right now, will you get mad at me if I tell you about something that's sort of intimate."

"Of course not. What's going on?"

"Well, me and Minho were close to having tonight." Another heat wave flashed across my face as I brought this up. "But as we were...making out and moving things further, I just couldn't bring myself to do it. Something was holding me back, and I think that thing is the fact that I haven't told Minho about my . It may sound silly-"

"No, it's perfectly logical."

"I just feel like I can't fully give myself to Minho if I haven't told him about it. It's just weird to me because during my reckless days, I would be intimate with guys with no problem. Maybe it was because I felt no emotional attachment to them, but with Minho, he's someone I really care about." I sighed. "I don't know, daddy. This is just so confusing."

"How did Minho feel about you rejecting him?"

"He was very understanding. He told me he didn't want to force me into doing that if I wasn't ready. He gave me a choice. He showed that he respects me."

"That's really honorable, Taemin. Minho's slowly winning brownie points."

I chuckled as I shook my head. "Yeah, he's great."

"Well, like I said before, you can talk to me about these things, Taemin. I'm not trying to be all in your business, but I do want you to know that I'm here if you need me."

"Thanks, Daddy." I gave him and hug that he gladly returned. 

"Remember, if you believe Minho really loves you, then telling him about your old dance teacher should be ok. Just tell him when you think it's best, ok? No pressure."

I nodded and thanked him again before leaving to go to my room. I talked to Minho on the phone that night about food, sports, games, our hobbies....everything except Yunho. Daddy was right. If Minho loves me, then I should have nothing to worry about when I tell him, but I'll wait until I'm ready. 

Hello there! I hope everyone had a great Christmas. It was my goal to update frequently during this break, but I can't seem to concentrate when I'm at my friend's house, but I'm home now! So hopefully this was a good update for you. 

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