You've been in a relationship with Lou for now a bit more than two months. You weren't his first girlfriend, he had a bit of experience, but to you, he was your first boyfriend. And even if he had a few exes already you never kissed a boy, even the smallest peck, while Lou had already french-kissed at twelve. But Lou was patient; he never forced you on anything. For example, he'd give you pecks on the lips, but didn't minded you didn't have him few by yourself, but when you gave him one on your third week of relashionship he absolutely beamed.

To you, it was still the time of the relationship when everytime Lou grabbed your hand in his you'd have butterflies, or your lips tickling at each small peck. You never much had very long kisses, or tongue-kissed or anything, if you know what I mean. Because Lou obviously waited that you'd tell him you were ready before doing these type of things, and he didn't minded waiting, of course.

But yesterday, Lou's mother, Annelies, who only speaks Dutch, finally heard about you from a banter between Lou and his older brother, Jul. Of course, being a very... Nosy and protective mother of both of her sons, she told Lou, "Wat bedoel je met dat een van mijn baby's een vriendin heeft en ik haar nog nooit heb gezien? Ik wil haar ontmoeten en uitnodigen voor het avondeten." ("What do you mean, one of my babies has a girlfriend and I've never met her? I want to meet her and invite her over for dinner.")

His father though, Hendrick, well, he didn't gave much of a care, as long as his son was happy he was okay with anything. And when Lou talked to him about it, he'd just have spoke up with his head hid behind the newspaper he was reading. "Heb je een vriendin? Hm, oké. Zolang ik maar geen opa ben voordat jij zeventien wordt, jongeman." ("You have a girlfriend? Hm, okay. As long as I'm not a grandpa before you turn seventeen, young man.")

And his older brother? Well, Jul, he, as soon as he knew Lou had a girlfriend, he's joke about it and tease his younger brother day and night. Even offering Lou a box of condom for his birthday. Which Lou reacted by punching his older brother's shoulder, but he still kept it in his drawer, just in case... I mean, Jul actually took a brand that were apparently great, so... It could always be useful, right?

And you, you were in Lou's bedroom now. You had walked straight to his house with him after school as you asked your mother, and she said yes. So you would be sleeping over at Lou's, and you were going to stay all weekend, until Monday morning when back to school. His mother insisted that you needed to stay for the week-end to let her know if you were a good shot for her baby, she'd say.

You were casually laid onto Lou's bed, phone in hand, trying to learn Dutch on a language learning app you downloaded on your phone while Lou was in the shower. When he came back, his wavy, blond hair slightly darker as they were wet, and slightly dripping over his shoulders, towel around his waist as he walked back in. "What've you been doing while I was gone?" He asked, his voice casual as he closed the door behind him and walked over to his closet, Dutch accent smoothly wrapping around his English pronunciation.

You hid your phone when you saw that he tried glancing at your screen, but he chuckled softly and amusedly when he recognized the familiar green charging screen. "You're learning something?" He teased, before and exercise would appear on your screen and he'd pick up Dutch words coming from your phone.

"Are you trying to learn Dutch, schatje?" He then asked you, leaning over the edge of his bed and looking down at your screen with amusement in his blue eyes as he looked at the exercise, before reaching out and clicking on the image that represented milk as the word that was written on top was "de melk" (the milk). "Are you doing this because of my mom?" He then asked, chuckling softly and pressing a kiss against your temple as he leaned over his bed, still in his towel as he just got out of the shower.