Quick note- I know Corbyn has a girlfriend, and like Christina is literally queen, but this is an imagine, so it's not real :))
You and Corbyn, your boyfriend of eight months, were getting ready to go meet his parents, out at some fancy restaurant for dinner. Corbyn knew you were very scared to meet them, unsure of how'd they'd react to their little baby getting into a relationship and keeping it from them for months. He walks over to you as you're putting on your light makeup, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. He watches you do your makeup through the mirror, smiling at you, admiring and taking in what's his. You breath in heavily and take a long breathe out, applying your nude lipstick and putting the tube back down. Corbyn notices that you have finished and turns you to him, kissing you on your forehead.
"You're gonna do just fine baby, stop worrying." He whispers, before taking your hand and pulling you out of the bathroom. You two grab your stuff and head out to Corbyn's car. You open the passenger seat, to a lone daffodil sitting on the seat. You smile, picking up the flower before sitting down and carefully placing it in your lap. Corbyn sits in the car, spotting the flower and smiles at you.
He reverses the car out of the garage and pulls up onto the street. When the car reaches the highway, he grabs your hand, holding it while driving to the restaurant. Shortly after, you both arrive and you get out of the car, leaving your daffodil. Corbyn grabs your hand and points towards a car across the lot.
"There's my family's car." He whispers and you can hear the nervousness in his voice, but not half as bad as your own.
"I'm scared Corbyn. What if they don't like me?" You whisper, looking up into his big doe eyes.
"Y/n, if my family are anything like me, they'll love you, don't worry okay?" He says, kissing the tip of your nose. You nod slowly and give him a quick peck on the lips. You both walk, heads high, into the restaurant, fingers intertwined and smiles clearly spread across your cheeks. Corbyn talks to the man at the register, whom points to a table where four people are seated. You're introduced to each of his family members and they instantly smile back at you, nodding as they talk and laughing when a joke is made. Your stress is instantly relieved and you smile and laugh along with them, enjoying your night. You and Corbyn share glances occasionally and he smiles at you, giving you that look that says 'good job baby, I'm proud of you' and you smile back, happy to be with him.
As the night comes to an end, you and Corbyn say your goodbyes and farewells to Corbyn's family, hugging and giving kisses on the cheek. Once Corbyn's family get inside their car and begin to drive off, you turn to Corbyn and give him a peck on the lips. He looks at you and smiles, chuckling a little.
"I told you they weren't as bad as you thought they were Y/n. They loved you." He smiles at you and kisses your forehead, hugging you tightly around your waist. You smile at him.
"I don't even know why I was stressing, they were so sweet and kind Corbyn, and you and yours dad have such similar smiles and you and your mum have so many manners and your siblings are just versions of you," you say, rambling on about how much you loved his family. He smiles at you and leads you back to the car. On the drive home you and Corbyn sing along to the radio, even hearing 'Something Different' being played through the speakers. Of course you had to call the boys while it was playing, letting them hear and know which station. You arrive back at the WDW house and you smile at him, opening up the front door. You gasp as you're caught eye to eye with about fifty different coloured daffodils. You turn to Corbyn and hug him, tears threatening to spill from your eyes.
"Corbyn, you didn't," you whisper, wrapping your arms around his back and resting your head in the crook of his neck.
" I had to do something Y/n, you were nervous, and you did incredible, so I wanted to surprise you. I love you Y/n." You pull away and smile up at him.
"I love you too, Corbean," you say, giving him a kiss.Hey guys, cause I've only just started this story, I've posted two parts in one night, love you limelights!
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