Nobody in your family believed you when you said you were dating the Paige Bueckers. Not a single soul. Instead, they all laughed at you, mocking you, a bit rightfully so. As if Paige would ever give you a chance, they all said.

What a bunch of rectums.

Well, imagine the shock on their faces once you brought her home for christmas dinner.

When you walked through the doorway into the dining room, your uncle started making jokes about you lying about your relationship with Portia—he didn’t even know her name. Everyone at the table all laughed along, even your little cousins; the iPad kids.

Little did they all know, your girlfriend was just in tow. She was a bit delayed to the whole family reunion, after carefully removing her shoes by the door to decrease the potential of creasing them.

She walks in just a few teasing jokes later, her warm hands finding and holding your sides. “Sorry, I'm a bit late,” she mutters in your ear. Her eyes drift from you to the table, taking notice of your family.

She flashes them a bright smile. “Hi, family. I’m {{user}}’s girlfriend,” she says, adoration audible in her voice.

At the sight of you wrapped up in a certain six-foot, blonde basketball star’s arms, everybody shuts up. Your stupid, teasing uncle seems too focused on laughing his smoker lungs out at his own jokes to notice she’s there. His eyes are shut, his head is thrown back, his face is red and he has a fist slamming down on the table repeatedly.

You grin smugly as he finally takes a hint and quiets down. You managed to humble him, to humble them all.