„I'm SO excited" You said happily after you almost started to jump up and down like a little kid next to your not-so-exited-looking boyfriend Erik.
The two of you currently stood in line at the airport security. Erik and you had been a couple for almost three years now and a few weeks ago you made the decision to take him with you the next time you visited your home country: Russia.
At first, the footballer seemed really excited himself, he was eager to finally meet some of your family members. Also, as Russia was actually a beautiful country, he also looked forward to some sightseeing. But since the night before he gave the impression that he was really unhappy with this trip. At first you told yourself, maybe it's because he was nervous – mind you that he would meet your dad for the first time.
After asking him and him telling you that he wasn't really nervous, you asked yourself why he was so unhappy.
"Don't you want to go with me?" You asked softly while wrapping an arm around his torso "I mean if you really don't want to go I think you can still leave." It took you some courage to say that as you were now afraid that he would really leave.
Fortunately Erik shook his head, gave you a smile and a kiss against your temple. "Actually I am excited to visit Russia"
"Ever since yesterday you didn't seem excited anymore."
Erik shrugged. You raised an eyebrow at him. "What is it Durm?"
"Maybe I am a little nervous." He said and let out a nervous sounding chuckle. You rolled your eyes, typical Erik.
"You have no need to be nervous. I told you a thousand times. My family will love you!"
"Don't you think they will find it weird that I don't speak Russian? Don't you think your dad will be worried that you have been dating a footballer the whole time? What if I don't like the food and what if the notice that I don't like it? What am I supposed to do as soon as you leave the room? All you taught me were cusswords and I don't plan on calling your dad Idiota Kusok (idiot, stupid person)."
"Babe you are rambling." You laughed and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Everything will be fine."
"You don't know that Y/N!"
"They won't find it weird that you don't speak Russian. You are German! Why should you be able to speak Russian? Also, they are probably ashamed themselves that they can't say a single german sentence. And no! My dad won't be worried or mad that I am dating a footballer. He loves football and he loves the Bundesliga, now it's time to make him love Borussia Dortmund, see there's even a RUSSIA and BoRUSSIA! And if you don't like the food: also fine. They won't get offended plus I think you will love the food! AND I wouldn't leave you alone with them if you are not comfortable with it, but I feel like you will genuinely like them! And yes! Please don't say any cuss words!"
"Babe you are rambling." He mimicked.
"You will be fine. We will be fine." You ensure him a last time. "Hey it's our turn!"
"Right behind you"
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