[ Ah. He Ming can't picture himself calling Rune anything else. That means he had another name, then, probably before his parents died. He shoots him another slightly furtive look, an attempt to guess his feelings without asking them yet. ]

I do want you to meet them. Maybe in a few more months. [ He's assuming that things will last that long. He's also assuming that this relative peace, in the car, stopped on the side of the road with almost empty fields to either side of them, will remain unbroken. Tilting his head gently into his hand, He Ming meets his eyes. There aren't any visions of the future to confirm his assumptions. He just believes it, looking at nothing and no one but Rune. ]

And I'm pretty sure nothing rules you. You're like a cat, you don't obey anyone. [ Not even He Ming. He'd asked Rune to keep him updated on his location and not disappear on his hunt those weeks ago, and he hadn't. But he's accepted that Rune does listen when He Ming needs him to. Besides, he'll probably make a better impression on his parents than some other people he's dated.

He leans forward, ignoring how the seatbelt cuts into his shoulder, to kiss him lightly. ]

Are you sure this is what you want? It can't be easy going back to where you used to live.