Tangerine wasn’t usually the type to get nervous, especially when It came to people. Usually he’d just tell them to fuck off and call it a day. But this was different. You were his fiancé who was worth more that the world itself and these were your parents

Tangerine was young when he was put in the London foster care system so he’d never real known a family, besides lemon of course. So now stood outside of your parents houses door. He was terrified.