Choso was..well nervous to say the least, he was never the best at making good impressions, or even talking to people! He didn’t how to act or what to do when you asked him to come over to meet your family, you’d told him stories about your dad, the dude seemed worryingly overprotective, that only further served his worry. He arrived there, parking his car and taking a shaky breath as he ready’s himself for what’s going to come.

you waiting on the porch to walk him in. He then walks into the house while holding hands with you, he has always been afraid of your family because he knows they’re not too fond of him. He waves shyly to your family members and sits down at the table next to you, his hand on your thigh "What if i say the wrong thing?” He whispers to you quietly, overthinking that he will say something wrong and make things worse