NBA Imagines

Meeting the Parents •Steph Curry•

When Steph told me I'd be meeting his parents in a few days I was a total wreck. It was going to be over a nice dinner at some fancy place. Which meant I had to look my best. I am no way shape or form good at these things. When Steph first met my parents I was more tore up than he was.

I woke up early which isn't like me at all. Devin was still fast asleep. I went downstairs and grabbed me a Gatorade. I went outside to shoot around to blow off some of the stress. It's what I would always do, even in high school.

In just a few shorts hours I'd be having dinner with Stephen's parents. What if they don't like me? What if I say the wrong thing?

I got so focused in on my shot I didn't miss any for a long time. I went around every spot hitting at least 10 in a row. Out of my side vision I see Steph. He's leaning up against the door frame his arms cross and watching me closely.

"You know staring is rude." I say still focused on shooting.

"I know your nervous about tonight. Other wise you wouldn't be up at.." He glances behind him to look at the clock on the wall. "7:46 in the morning. You never get up this early unless it's your training days. And you wouldn't be shooting. Shooting is your escape."

He knew me like the back of his hand and I couldn't get out of this.

"Nervous is an understatement." He walks out to the basket and rebounds the ball for me.

"Alright talk to me. Why are you nervous?" He passes me the ball and I shoot it.

"What if they don't like me?"

"Y/n what's not to like? You're a very sweet woman and you have the most caring heart." He rebounds and holds the ball.

"What if I say the wrong thing?"

"You're a smart cookie. You graduated top in your class." He had an answer for everything. He passes me the ball back.

"What if I'm not good enough." He throws his head back and laughs.

"So what? Y/n I'm not going to stop loving you. I'm not going to leave you just because they may not like you. Their my parents. I'm an adult now and I have a say in what goes on in MY love life. I love you and that should be enough for them to understand how much you mean to me."

I shoot the ball and do what I do best..think. "I'll be there the whole time. I won't leave you alone. We do this together. Because we're a-"

"Team." I cut him off. And he smiles holding the ball. He walks up to me.

"You can do this. Because I believe in you. Be yourself and I'm positive they'll fall in love with you like I did." He finds my hands and locks them together. He looks me straight in the eyes so I knew every word he meant was true.

"What would I do with out you?" I hug him and he laughs.

"Probably be locked up somewhere in a mental institution." I gasp and slap his back. "Ouch! Just kidding." He's still laughing and that makes me smile.

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I look myself over in the mirror for the hundredth time since I've put my dress on. Steph picked it out specially for this night and he said it'd be perfect. My hair and make up was done to the best of my ability. My hands were shaking so you could imagine how hard eye liner was.

Steph picked out a navy dress. (Picture to the side)

I curled my hair but they were tight I wanted them to be loose so it looked almost natural. I looked up a special eye make up video to make my eyes almost pop. And added nude lip stick as a finishing touch. Surprisingly Steph bought shoes to go with them and it was simple nude heels that were pretty tall. But I could manage. Still wasn't tall enough to reach his lips that well with out him bending down.

I hear a knock at the bathroom door and Steph peaks his head through. "Are you-" he stops mid sentence and looks me up then down...twice. "Holy shit." He whispers under his breath and walks in all the way.

"What? Is there something wrong with-"

"No. NO. Babe wow. You look absolutely stunning. Sexy even." He walks over to me and takes my arm. He slowly spins me around to get the whole view. "I did a good job picking out this dress. Damn baby girl."

When he was done checking me out I checked him out. He had on a simple suit and tie. Still looked handsome in it.

"Mr. Curry you look very handsome." I compliment him.

"Thanks baby." He leans down to give me a kiss but I dodge it.

"Do you know how long it took me to do this? Nuh uh that kiss is going to have to wait."

"Awe come on I'll be gentle. I promise." Steph says. I give in knowing he won't stop. He leans back down slowly so he can give me a sweet butterfly kiss. We hear the car horn and that signaled the car was here to pick us up.

"You ready?" He asks. I nod my head slowly. "You got this. Don't forget I'll be here with you all night." He takes my hand and we gather up the rest of our things then went out to the limo.

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"I can't do this." I say holding my stomach like I might throw up.

"Is that nerves talking or are you really sick." Steph puts his hand on the small of my back. We had just arrived at the restaurant and his parents were already sitting waiting on us.

"Nerves." I reply, he smiles.

"Take a deep breath and relax." He says and I do so.

We walk to the table together and his parents stand up to greet us. I shake hands with his father and greet him with a nice to meet you. Then his mother hugged me and I said the same smiling as brightly as I could.

We all take a seat and my hands started to shake again. I put them under the table and fold them together.

"Oh wow it's so nice meeting you Y/n." Steph's mom says smiling.

"It's very nice meeting you as well." I return the smile.

We began with small talk and it helped me relax a little. A little.. His parents asked us how we met and all and we tell the same story to everyone. Basketball. His parents stared at us in awe and just let us talk telling each other's side of the stories.

"Well I must say Y/n you are a very sweet girl. I'm glad my son met you and I know you must treat him right. Haven't seen that sparkle in his eyes before whenever he looks at you."

"Mommmm." Steph whines and I glance over at him a red tint filling his cheeks. I laugh and Steph sneaks his hand on my thigh. Oh hell he ain't doing this here.

"Thank you Mrs. Curry." I say calmly

"No call me Sonya." I nod my head and i suddenly started to relax more that is until his hand moves up further. I shoot my eyes in his direction and he's looking at me like nothing. I glare at him and he smiles. He starts to trace shapes into my thigh which was one of my weaknesses even he knew that.

I grab his hand before anything else happens and hold it in mine. He has a smirk plastered on his face. He's so getting it after this dinner.

The rest of the night was loads of fun. We ate delicious food and Mrs. Curry- well Sonya talked about baby Steph. She let some good stories spill out. I thought Steph's cheeks would permanently stay red.

After the dinner we said our goodbyes and I successfully met his parents. I didn't get shamed or anything. I was as happy as I could be.

"Now when we get home your in big trouble for laughing at me." His voice huskily says into my ear when we get into the car.

"Awe come on. Can't we talk more about baby Steph." I beam brightly and he smiles.

"Maybe I'll tell you a few stories..after I get you out of that sexy dress. It's distracted me all night."

"Trust me I know. Your hand got a little excited for a moment there." I glare at him.

"Sorry I just couldn't resist." His hand slides up in between my thighs. I already felt myself getting wet.

This was going to be a longer night then I thought it would.