(Credit by: "shespeakstome")

You were at your mafia boyfriend's house and to meet with their parents

"So,Girl, what meals do you cook for my child, whilst he's working hard being the boss" his Stepmom asked eagerly waiting for you to answer

"Um..I don't really know how to cook" you replied nervously rubbing your hands together

"You don't know,hm.....why would you choose her, Derek"

she asked as your world closes in on you

"Say something like that again, mom, and I'll show you why you had to retire from the mafia" Derek said

"She's not my house help, don't impose your toxic heteronormative standards on us"

He said always ready to protect you, but you were surprised that he would even in front of his family

"She's successfully Fashion designer and she's busy doing this every day, she doesn't have time to cook and even if she does, she wouldn't have to if she doesn't want to"**

You felt circles being softly rubbed on your palm and it brings you back to reality

"You could've at least chosen a beautiful one"

his Stepmom said and all of the sudden Derek is pointing his gun at his mum's head

"i-what-Derek"

"I wouldn't if I were you" you looked at your left and realized that his dad was pointing his gun straight at you