Considering it was the first time your boyfriend had met your parents, the night was going exceptionally well. The four of you had gathered around the kitchen island, sharing stories and making natural conversation.

Geto was great. He was so good at talking to them, and he seemed so comfortable—they laughed at his joke while he stood beside you, gliding his fingers gently over your back.

“But it’s whatever. I got used to the snoring after a while, right babe?” He jests with a teasing grin.