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[aestheticaltcow]

Meeting the Parents

Rhett meets your parents, and things went a different direction.

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Rhett was standing at your door, still sweaty from the work he’d been doing on the ranch that afternoon. He’d just knocked, and as he pulled his phone from his pocket, he heard someone call from behind him. Rhett looked over his shoulder to see a man and woman in their late 50s. The man was carrying two suitcases. “Excuse me, young man.” the woman called. Rhett pushed his phone back into his pocket and shifted his full attention to the pair. 

“Yes, Ma’am?” 

“This is Sweet Rocks Apartments, right?” she asked sweetly, Rhett confirmed politely. “See Nicolas. I told you we were in the right place.”  she scolded the man behind her. He shook his head and the woman walked closer to where Rhett stood. “We’re here visiting our daughter, but my husband drove us to the wrong apartment complex.”  Rhett chuckled while the man muttered something under his breath. “Oh. Do you know her?” she asked, pointing toward your door.

“Melissa, just because Y/N moved to this pointlessly rural city doesn’t mean everyone knows her.” Nicolas scolded, setting the bags down as he stood beside her. Rhett connected the dots and realized this was Nicolas and Melissa, your parents. As panic flashed through his head, your door swung open.

“Sorry, Rhe—Mom, Dad… you guys are here early,” you nervously greeted when you saw your parents standing slightly behind Rhett. “This is Rhett…he’s my boyfriend. Rhett, these are my parents…” you stepped into the hallway to allow the three of them into your apartment. Rhett grimaced at the introduction and watched your Dad give him a dirty look. Rhett adjusted the baseball hat on his head and watched your Mom walk into your apartment. Your Dad shot you a disapproving look as he shuffled the suitcases inside. 

You looked at Rhett apologetically as you explained, “I’m sorry, I thought they were coming next week.” 

“When I’m out of town for the rodeo?” Rhett chuckled. You groaned at what was a complete coincidence. “You embarrassed by me, pretty girl?” 

“Trust me, cowboy—you don’t want to get to know my parents.” You sighed. “They aren’t like Cece and Royal.” you pushed a hand through your hair and stepped toward your open door, “You don’t have to stay if you don’t want to…” 

Rhett shook his head, “Come on let’s go inside.”

~

“So, Rhett, what do you do for a living?” your Mom asked as you handed her a glass of wine.

“I’m a professional bull rider… work at the family ranch,” Rhett answered as your Dad continued staring him down. 

“Oh- that’s nice.” she smiled cautiously. You swallowed and picked at your cuticles. Your parents had always judged your and your sibling’s romantic partners. “We aren’t intruding on anything, right, sweet pea?” your Mom asked in her sickly sweet voice. 

“Nonono, we were just going to hang out and watch a movie or something…” you deflected. Your Dad hummed at your response, “I thought you guys weren’t coming into town until next week.” 

“That was the plan, but the university wanted your Dad to come do his lecture early- Nicolas has a PhD in aerospace technology, and he’s been going on university tours since he wrote his last instructional manual about how to utilize AI better-”

“Melissa, don’t bother explaining. I’m sure the professional bull rider has little to no interest in something so scientifically complex.” your Dad cut off. Rhett bit his tongue at the passive-aggressive comment.

“Nicolas.” your Mom scolded, “I apologize for him, Rhett. He never thinks anyone is good enough for our one and only Y/N. But that doesn’t mean he has permission to be an ass.” 

You laughed awkwardly, unsure what to do or say to diffuse the situation. Rhett nodded, “It’s okay, Mrs. Y/L/N-”

“Call me Melissa. Mrs. Y/L/N was my bitch of a mother-in-law.” your Mom snapped in your Dad’s direction. You laughed louder and offered to get some snacks from the kitchen. 

“Melissa, don’t go off and cause a scene. I know how you loathe making a bad first impression,” your Dad said, rolling his eyes in her direction.

“Well, Nicolas, I wouldn’t have to make a scene if you were less of an ass.” she asserted, setting her wine glass on the small coffee table that separated the two of them. 

“Mom, Dad, let’s not do this now.” you sputtered. Rhett squeezed your knee, noticing your growing anxiety. You looked at him, and he shot you an assuring look before he cleared his throat. 

“As I was saying, I may not have some fancy PhD, but at least I can treat the woman I love with respect.” Rhett said to your Dad. 

An awkward silence fell over the room as your Dad stared Rhett down. Your Mom broke the silence, “Nicolas. You owe this young man an apology and then we’re going to the hotel.” 

You Dad glared at her before muttering a half ass ‘apology’ to Rhett. He got up from his chair and exited your apartment without another word leaving the suitcases and your Mom behind. She laughed, “Well, that’s the man I married… It was nice meeting you Rhett. I’ll call you late sweet pea.” your Mom grinned and got up from the couch. As she walked over to grab the suitcases your Dad had abandoned, Rhett quickly got up to grab the bags for her.

“Allow me Ma’am.” 

“Oh. You’re a sweetheart aren’t you.” your Mom smiled and lead Rhett out of the apartment. 

~

You stared down into the dirty sink water as you attempted to wash the dirty dishes from your parent’s visit when you heard your apartment door open again. “You okay, baby?” Rhett asked as he came up behind you, wrapping your arms around your waist. You shrugged as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“Did you mean it?” you asked placing the glass you’d been washing in the drying rack beside the sink.

“Mean what?” Rhett quiered as his lips brushed against your neck.

“You love me?” you asked as you placed your hands ontop of his. 

“I do. I love you. And respect you. And I promise I’ll never treat you like that.”

You giggled and squeezed Rhett’s hands before turning your head to catch his lips in a kiss, “I love you too, Rhett.”