"Can I...ask you something?"

"Of course. What's on your mind?"

"When do you think you'll be ready...to tell your parents?"

"Please, don't start this."

"What?"

"Trying to make me feel guilty."

"I'm not it's just that you've met my parents."

"Oh, like that turned out well."

"My 'rents love you."

"They called me "the she-demon that stole their precios son away from them" if I recall correctly"

"I'm sure they meant that in the nicest way possible."

"You wouldn't understand..."

"Try me"

"You don't get it do you? If my parents new they would never let me see you again"

"We would find away."

"It's not just that. You don't understand because you only have one set of parents. What about Jonathan's parents. If his mom found out she could use it as a reason to call my dad an unfit parent. He could lose his visitation rights. We are trying to win custodt right now. Do you have any idea what this could do to our family. I could lose my little brother!"

"...I'm sorry, I didn't think-"

"Of course you didn't. Because as much as I love you it's just never enough."

"Don't say that. I just didn't know. I never meant to pressure you. Would it be better if I stayed away for a while?"

"No, I want you here, right beside me."

"Why? Isn't it risky?"

"I guess I decided you were a risk worth taking."