리노 ENDING

                                    

                                          
"You know I don't wanna do it babe..." I told him.
He looked at me and sighed "I know kitten..but they kept asking me since months! We have no choice"
"Fine, I'll do it" he smiled before hugging me.
Minho's parents have been asking us to go see them for months. Since we're official, they want to see me again. But that's not the only reason. 
A few month ago, I realised a new album. BigHit gave me more freedom so I was allowed to talk about more 'political' things as they said. That's why my album has a few songs about feminism, racism, LGBT  and that kind of stuff.
Minho's parents are really 'old'. They're not that old in fact, but they think old. They're boomers. They think Minho should date a korean girl, that a boy has to marry a girl, that black people are less than them.
I hate it. I grew up in the most open minded house and knowing that Minho, a warm hearted, understanding and open minded person grew up with that kind of people.
But we have to go see them anyway. We have no choice.
"Don't worry Y/n. If they say too much bad things, we'll leave"
Minho told me when he was young, he had a lot of argument with them and was often scolded. He was defending his bullied classmate, his hijab friend, his gay dance teacher. But his parents always ended up yelling at him.
So now, he never talks about politic with them. Even if they say horrible things, they are his parents anyway. He doesn't wnat to have a bad relationship with them.
But he knew I'm not gonna do it. He knew I'm going to tell them if they say shit.
We entered Minho's car. He started driving and we arrived very quickly.
"Don't forgot to call me 'oppa', kitten. Else, they'll critisize you"
He rang the bell and his mom opened the door. She smiled at him and glared at me, something Minho didn't notice.
"Let's go inside! We made some cakes!"
We entered the house. It was funny that the first time I saw Soonie, Dongie and Dori was here, but that now they live with us.
We sat on the chair. Everytime they were looking at him, they were smiling and everytime they were looking at m, they had kind of disgusted faces.
She gave a big pretty piece of cake to Minho and gave me a poor ugly little piece.
They then talked about Stray Kids' new album and Minho's talents. Not that it was not true, but hearing compliments of a music group for hours when you're a musician is kind of tiring and unpleasant.
After that, they seemed to notice I was there for the first time, since they looked at me with a normal face.
"And you Y/n? How is your album? I didn't listen to it, but it seems that you sold a lot of them, right?" his dad said. I thought they were trying to act nice for once, however they were not.
"Yeah, I had a lot of awards. I'm so happy that my music is liked by so much people"
"Most of them were bought in America, right? Or like...Europe or Oceania? Asia can not buy that kind of stuff. They know what's good, and they'll never support an LGBT feminist anti racist and anti hate girl. I hope no one bought it in Korea"
I started to ge more and more angry. Minho grabbed my arm to stop me from getting up and yelling at them, but even him thought it was too much. How could you ever talk about someone's work like that, when you barely know them.
"For your sake, girl, I won the half of my awards in Korea. My songs are in Korean tho. So, half of my albums were bought in korea. I met hundred of students, from all Asia that told me I helped them getting transgender, gay, muslim and anything else. THEY CAN ACCEPT THEMSELVES BECAUSE OF MY MUSIC. SO DON'T YOU DARE TALKING BAD ABOUT IT BITCH" I yelled at the woman.
"Babe...calm down please"
"And you're only going to say calm down to her??" Minho's mom yelled too "She called me a bitch! I was just telling the truth! She's doing shit and she thinks it's art, it's not my fault. It's because she's not a real korean. Her non kore1n blood empoisoned her korean blood. She thinks she's better than anyone because of that. She's just a poor foreigner Minho! Why can't you see it?? Why can't you marry a real korean girl??"
At that point, Minho had no choice but to make a choice between his parents and the girl he loves.
And even if his parents were the ones who raised him, and even if he spent thousand of days more than Y/n with them, she was the one who gave him the more happiness.
He grabbed Y/n's hand and they exited the house.
They walked together, without saying a single word and stopped near a cute park. They sat together and cuddled while looking at the starry night.
"I'm so sorry Minho..." she was feeling bad. Bad because she yelled at his mother. Bad because she insulted her. Bad because she couldn't be a perfect quiet girlfriend that says nothing when someone insult her. She felt bad because she made his relationship with his parents worst than ever, and that he surely will see them once a year and be uncomfortable with them. She felt bad for all of that.
He grabbed her cheeks and gave her a little peck on the lips "It's okay kitten. As long as we're together, I'm fine"
Her eyes started to get teary as she cried on his shoulder.
"You did what was good for us, kitten. It's okay. I love you"
"I..I'm sorry Minho. I love you too"