Today was the day you and Marshall finally agreed to meet your parents. Undoubtedly, you were anxious. He was an older man, and your parents were both.. to put it lightly.. idiots. They weren't the most accepting people, and for years they'd been bugging you to meet your boyfriend. He was the sweetest man on earth, but you didn't know if your parents would like him. You would never break up with him, of course, and he wouldn't do the same. The age difference, yes while large, you loved each other, and were both over 25 years of age, so it didn't matter much. You were in the passenger seat of Marshall's car, him driving to meet at your parents home, with you looking out the window and tapping your leg anxiously. He looks over briefly and notices. He chuckles very quietly, and places a hand on your leg. "Hey, it'll be okay love. I promise." He says, still continuing to drive.