Third Person POV

Mean quickly set the bowl back down on the table and frantically started unbuttoning Plan's shirt to put the button in the right hole.

"He's not a child, Mean," said Mean's dad, "he can do it himself."

"But, Dad, I'm responsible for this. I was the one who......" Mean stopped abruptly, realizing what he was about to say.

"You were the one who did what?" Mean's dad was not going to let him off the hook.

"I mean, I was... I was just..." Mean looked at Plan helplessly.

Plan placed his hand over Mean's hand to calm him down, and then with a serious face, looked at Mean's dad square in the eye.

"Mean was about to make love to me earlier but the housemaid interrupted us."

Mean shot up from his chair.

"P'Plan! Shut up!" he yelled at the top of his lungs.

Mean's mom covered her ears, blushing delicately, but Mean's dad looked at Plan approvingly.

"This is what I like about you, young man, you are not afraid to speak the truth. That is why I believed you first when you said to me that my son broke your heart."

"Yes, sir, and he was trying to make up for it but the housemaid came to announce that it was time for dinner so he hurriedly buttoned up my shirt and he did not notice that he had put the buttons into the wrong holes. I was not paying attention to it myself because my lips were still feeling his kisses......"

"That's enough, P'Plan!" Mean yelled again.

Both Plan and Mean's mom covered their ears from Mean's loud voice.

"Okay, sit down now, son," Mean's dad said calmly, "let's enjoy our dinner."

Mean tried to eat but he felt like he was going to choke on his food.

On the contrary, Plan and Mean's dad were eating dinner heartily. Mean's mom was eating more slowly, her eyes on Mean from time to time.

"So what are your plans when Mean goes back to Taiwan?" Mean's dad asked Plan.

Plan could not answer right away. Mean looked at him very intently, waiting for him to respond to his dad's question.

"Well, I ... I was thinking of doing volunteer work at the shelter for rescued animals not too far from here," Plan finally replied.

Plan had actually thought of his answer at the spur of the moment and now was finding it actually a good idea.

Mean and his dad nodded approvingly.

Mean caressed Plan's thigh under the table. Since it was an unexpected action, it made Plan stand up suddenly from his chair.

"What's wrong, young man?" asked Mean's dad.

"Your son ... "

"What did my son do? Did he do anything to you under the table?"

"N..nothing, sir, I'm sorry, I was just taken by surprise," replied Plan.

"Taken by surprise by what?" Mean's dad really wanted to know.

"Dad!" Mean pleaded, "I thought you wanted us to enjoy dinner! Please stop asking questions already."

"Alright, son, alright," Mean's dad finally relented.

After dinner, Plan and Mean thanked Mean's parents for the dinner and excused themselves to go back upstairs to Mean's room.

Just as they reached the top of the stairs, Plan's phone started to ring with the sound of an incoming video call.

Plan pulled his phone from his pocket. 

Mean saw the face of P'Chao on the screen. He grabbed the phone from Plan and swiped the screen.

"P'Chao," said Mean, "I'm sorry, P'Plan can't take your call right now, he is with me right now, we are just about to go inside my room and I am planning to make passionate love to him."

"Mean! Who are you talking to?" Mean's dad asked from downstairs.

Shit! He heard everything that Mean said on Plan's phone!!!