Nervous wasn’t a word most people would probably use when describing Hakyeon but you knew him better than most. He might come across as being overly confident, especially when he was in front of a camera but a lot of the time that was a front, a persona he put on to hide any nerves he might be feeling. 

And that was what he was doing right now. There might not be any cameras around but that wasn’t stopping him from pretending he was totally at ease as he pulled the car into your parents’ driveway. In fact, he’d been exuding ‘calm and collected’ all the way there. If you weren’t as close as you were he might have been fooled into believing it but you were close and you could see right through him. He was worried, you could tell and intent on doing something about it you found yourself grabbing his arm before he could open the car door. 

And Hakyeon froze, momentarily confused. 

“You’ve got nothing to worry about.” You said before he could ask what you were doing. 

And that was it, the smile he’d been wearing since he’d picked you up faded and he sat back in his seat with a huff. “You don’t know that.” He argued, immediately dropping the act. “What if they don’t think I’m good enough for you?” 

You sighed. He talked such utter rubbish sometimes. “Why would they think that?” You asked him. 

“I don’t know, maybe they won’t like my job. Maybe they’ll think you should be with someone who can devote more time to you.” 

“My dad works abroad all the time,” you reminded him, “so it’s not like he has any room