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"What if they hate me because I can't cook."

"You can cook."

"No Ruben, you can cook. I can eat."

It would be your first time visiting Rubens family in Portugal. No big deal according to Ruben, however when you asked him how many girlfriends he had introduced to his parents before, his answer made you even more anxious.

"So I'm the first girlfriend you've ever introduced to your parents."

"Jupp." He said, eyes still glued to the movie they were showing on the airplane.

"But you're 26?" You frowned.

He shrugged. "I haven't had that many girlfriends."

"But you have had other girlfriends than me before, right?"

Ruben sighed. "Yes baby, but none that I liked enough to introduce to my parents."

"Oh."

He turned his head, planting a soft kiss on your cheek. "No pressure." He smiled.

"Right, no pressure."

Landing in Portugal, you took a taxi from the airport to Rubens parents home.

"Don't your parents know that we're coming?" You asked. You were already anxious enough.

"They do, I just don't want to put them up for too much work you know."

Great, you thought. Perhaps they were expecting you and Ruben to do the cooking too.

"We're here." Ruben said as the taxi parked in front of a Spanish villa just by the beach.

"Ruben this is so sweet." You admired the neighborhood whilst Ruben unloaded your suitcases from the car. He then shouted at the top of his lungs. "Mamãe e Papai chegamos!"

"Ruben." You hissed. But froze at the sound of dogs barking. The door to the villa opened with two dags sprinting out of the house, along with a man and a woman.

"Ruben!" The woman exclaimed.

"Mamãe!"

He ran to embrace her. His father on the other hand looked to you.

"Is that her?"

Ruben turned his head then smiled seeing what his father was referring to. "Yes Papai. That's her."

"Y/N!" His dad exclaimed.

"Hello." You waved.

"How nice to finally meet you." He said, stepping down from the poarch. So did Rubens mother. The two of them ambushed you with a unexpected group hug.

"Welcome to the family." They said.

Behind them Ruben laughed. "Stop it you two, or you'll scare her away."

"Scare her, never." His father said, holding you arms length. "Although she does look a little frightened. Is everything alright chinchilla?"

"Um..." You were embarrassed that they'd noticed. "No...or yes. It's just that..."

"Yes honey you can tell us?" Rubens mother reassured.

"It's nothing really, it's just...."

"Y/N?" Ruben said concerned, but just as he moved towards you the dogs that had ran down the street came running back.

You let out a low shriek, quick to hide behind Rubens back.

"Y/N?" He frowned

"Honey I don't think she likes the dogs." Rubens father said, a slight bitterness to his voice.

"It's not that..." You said, really embarrassed to be speaking to them whilst taking cover behind Ruben. "I was chased by a few dogs when I was little. I guess I never got over the fear of them."

"I see." Rubens father said. He and Rubens mother grabbed the dogs by their collars, leading them back into the house.

"Ruben show her your room will you." They said, not bothering to show you around their lovely home first. Your anxiety kicked in. Rubens parents probably hated you now for fearing their pets.

"You never told me that you were scared of dogs."

"Well I was hoping I'd never have to. It's too embarrassing."

You and Ruben were locked in his childhood bedroom the rest of that morning. You needed to freshen up after the flight and you still felt like hiding your face from Rubens parents after your embarrassing first encounter with them.

"It's not that I don't like dogs, I just never gotten used to having them around."

"Hey, I get it." Ruben said. It was a relief not having to explain too much for him to be on your side. His parents on the other hand.

Ruben came up behind you were you stood by the bed, unpacking your clothes. "I would be scared of dogs too if they'd chased me around whenI was young."

"You would?" You dropped everything and turned around.

Ruben nodded his head. "I would."

His arms went to wrap around your waist, pressing you to his body.

"Would you mind explaining this to your parents in Portuguese. Perhaps then they won't hate me." You said.

"Y/N, they don't hate you. They just got to know..."

There was a knock on the door.

"Ruby?"

"Yes Pai?"

Rubens father poked his head through the door. He blushed a little seeing you and Ruben hold each other the way that you did. "Oh sorry." He said.

"What's up Papai?"

"Your mother and I have invited some neighbors and friends for a BBQ later. Would you mind helping me set everything up with the grill? Your chinchilla can accompany your mother into town. I think she's stopping by the shop."

"Sure Papai." Ruben said.

Only you noticed that his father had refused to meet your eyes or adress you by your name. Going into town with Rubens mother would probably be worse.

To your surprise his mother owned a little dress shop in town. Your love for fashion kicked in being around such elegant ensemble of fabrics, along with beautiful dresses that had been handmade by Rubens mother.

"Would you like to try this piece. I'm sure it would suit you well. " She said, noticing how you've been eyeing a colorful summer dress.

"I would love to." You said, but only because you didn't dare to say no.

Rubens mother had to fit you into the dress by hand, making a few arrangements with the seam as you stood on a stool with your arms stretched out like Jesus Christ.

"There." She said, finishing up the final touches.

"Thank you Mrs Dias."

"Don't call me that." She chuckled. "I am Mamãe to you."

"Really?"

"Of course I am."

Just then two women entered the dress shop. They looked around for attendance but stopped and gasped at the sight of you.

"Que linda ela é." (How beautiful she is)

"Olha esse vestido." ( Look at that dress)

"Senhoras!" Rubens mother greeted them. The women had a quick chat with her before turning back to you.

"A namorada de Ruben, você diz?" (Rubens girlfriend you say?)

"Si." Rubens mother nodded. "Ela é bonita, no?" (Isn't she beautiful?)

You understood enough Spanish to understand what they were saying in Portuguese. What they said left you with a warm feeling in your heart.

Rubens mother wouldn't let you take off the dress, insisiting you'd wear it to the BBQ

"Y/N?"

The backyard to the Villa was now full off people you didn't know. Ruben had been standing by the grill, flipping meat when he saw you coming.

"You look..." His reaction to the dress was the same as the two women in the shop.

"Ela é bonita, no?" Rubens mother said, coming up behind you.

"Muito bonito." Said Rubens father, poking his head up from behind the grill. In his hand he held a piece of steak which he whistled for the dogs to come and grab.

"Papi." Ruben sighed. Perhaps he knew that the dogs coming around would make you anxious.

Rubens father however, handed the piece of meat to Rubens mother who took your hand in hers. "They need to greet you." She said, pulling you towards the dogs.

Your hand trembled a little as they started sniffing it and with the piece of steak in your hand they started licking you, which made you chuckle.

"There, now you're family." Rubens mother smiled. Rubens father did the same. "We're all family now."

You look to Ruben who looked to you.

"Welcome to the family." He said.