#wtfock, Robbe + Sander the story continued

#wtfock, 25/12, 18:32

'I think it's time for the presents now, isn't it?' Robbe's father says.

'Presents?' Robbe reacts surprised.

'Robbe, don't say you didn't buy presents for your parents,' Sander says.

Robbe smiles. 'Of course I bought something. I thought about it quite late, but I found something.'

'Good, or you wouldn't get my present nor your parents present,' Sander replies.

'You have a present for me?' Robbe asks his father.

'Of course, we didn't forget you. It's not because it's been difficult the last few months that we don't want to give you something. You deserve it.'

Sander proudly looks at Robbe, while Robbe's father gives Robbe his present.

'It's quite heavy, quite big,' Robbe says.

'Come on, open it,' Sander says. 'I want to know what's inside.'

'You don't know?' Robbe asks. 'Are you sure?'

'Of course, how would I know. I haven't met your father or mother before, so it's not that I could have given them a hint.'

Robbe quickly opens the package. 'An Xbox, wow! Thank you. Really.' Robbe stands up, gives his father a hug and gives his mother a kiss.

'I also have something for you,' Sander says.

Robbe looks surprised again, he didn't expect all this gifts.

'You gave me a necklace, but you haven't got anything from me yet. As your father says, you deserve a present.' Sander smiles while saying this.

'This is way less heavy,' Robbe says when Sander gives him an envelope.

'But is it also cheap,' Sanders says playfully.

Robbe opens the envelope. 'A voucher.'

'Yes, but what kind of voucher. Read it,' Sander answers. Robbe's parents are watching Robbe and Sander proudly.

'A voucher for a night in a chalet. I think I still don't get it.'

'Are you serious, Robbe?' Sander is a bit disappointed. 'Read where it is.'

'At the coast. I think I get it now.'

'Finally,' Sander says. 'It's not just at the coast, it's where we officially first met.

'That's very sweet,' Robbe answers and he kisses Sander. 'But... Isn't that a bit strange? You slept there with Britt.'

'Maybe,' Sanders replies. 'But I wanted to go back to it. Tomorrow it's 2 months ago since we officially met. 26 October.'

'I remember it like it was yesterday.' Robbe smiles.

'Let's make it 100% our place,' Sander says convinced.

'How about your studies?' Robbe is worried, he want Sander to get good grades. He's a bit afraid that bad grades could cause a depressive episode with Sander.

'My what?'

'Sander, serious.'

'I took a day off tomorrow,' Sander answers. 'We have to spend enough time together. Not only being in the same room while I'm studying, but also spend time together. It's a bit busy now, first your exams, now mine, but I don't want to neglect you. I want to give you enough attention.'

'You really have a good boyfriend,' Robbe's mother says. 'I'm proud of you. I see how much you love each other.'

Robbe's father nods confirming.

'Someone who would like to have another drink?' Robbe's father asks.

'Yes, some kid's champagne for Robbe,' Sander says teasing.

'Excuse me?' Robbe answers in the same way. They both like to tease each other.

'You're still young, that's not good for your brain.'

'It isn't for you either. Bring here that bottle.'