Sending Rebus out, Rukle stood in front of his son silently. "Sit down. It's time we had a talk," he said, gesturing to the sofa in the corner.
Gulping Eru sat down nervously. 'Is he going to ask about Rebus and I? But we didn't even do anything? We just slept without a shirt!!!' he gently bit his lips and peered at his father.
Rukle sighed and sat opposite to him. "From when is this happening?"
"This... oh, me and Rebus,"
"Rebus? Who is that?" Rukle frowned.
Eru's eyes went wide. 'Bad slip up!!' coughing slightly, he whispered, "I call Zhong as Rebus.. it's kind of like a pet name,"
Rukle's frown deepened. "It sounds like a dog's name,"
Eru softly chuckled, "it does, doesn't it? But it suite him well. He is similar to a dog."
Watching him smile so happily, Rukle gently sighed. "Eru, I—I won't oppose of your relationship but..... You must refrain from getting 'cough' intimate, before marriage at least."
