You can't believe this is actually happen. Esteban Ocon, your boyfriend sits next to you at your dinner table.

Your parents are over the moon, your siblings trying to act normal, but failing, and you just praying nothing embarrassing would happen.

The first half of dinner goes surprisingly well.

Your dad asks Esteban about his favorite races, your siblings listen to them, and your mom keeps offering him more food, and he seems to enjoy it.

But then, of course, your mom decided to take things to a whole new level.

She disappears for a moment and comes back with something that turns your stomach.

A thick, old family photo album.

"Hey! Look what I found!" She says excitedly and sits back down on her chair, opposite Esteban.

"Oh, bloody hell." You say and let your head fall into your hands with a loud sigh.

Esteban, the little menace, just grins. "Oh, this is gonna be good." He says.

Your mother opens the book and there it is.

You as a baby, covered in cake. You as a toddler in a ridiculous costume. A particularly tragic phase with the haircut. And a picture of you wearing a bridal veil on your head.

Your face burns hotter than a set of overheated soft tires.

"Wow, you really went through some..interesting fashion choices." Esteban says and try to hide his grin.

"Oh, show him the one in the bathtub!" Your Dad says excitedly and your mom has a big smile on her face.

Your eyes widen. "Okay, that's enough!" You try to grab the album, but your Mom is faster.

Esteban, now completely curious, laughs and gently grabs your hands. "Wait, wait, let me see this!"

You glance at him. "Do we really have to look at these photos!?" You whine.

Your siblings laugh and your Mom and Dad nod, grinning.

"Absolutely!" Esteban answers you and lean a little forward to look at the picture.

"I think this is the best dinner l've had in my life!" He says laughing.