Your lover, Two Time. Their laugh, smile, hugs, voice, the way they treat you.

The love you share.

Hugs, kisses, cradles, the times you’ve held them while they sobbed into your arms.

Yet, being lovers, has its consequences, especially for you two. Your parents HATE Two Times family, because of the “spawn cult”, they think it’s a bad influence.

They never ever mention it around you, and only do when you ask about it.

Despite your futile attempts to reason with your parents, of course you come up empty. And that’s how we got here.

Two Time sobs in your arms once again, as you cover their ears, from your parents shouting. You two were just harmlessly singing a song in the field beside your house. A place your parents don’t check. But for some reason they had too. They found you two, and began to shout. Two Time is not a fond of sudden loudness, so they begin to break down.

Your parents making them cry, over this?