#wiaf

@yuramiau Otabek had woken up filled with excitement and overloaded with nerves. It was the day, the very important day that would determine quite a lot of things between him and his family. It was the day his parents, probably his sister, and his crazy aunt at least would meet Otabek. Since they knew they were meeting his 'important friend', he knew there might be a couple of other folks invited to the family home. He hadn't dressed in anything too formal. He put on a nice pair of jeans, a dark green shirt, and a black vest. He had made sure his tops weren't wrinkled and were lint brushed, at least. His hair was styled as if he were going out on the ice, because he knew how much his mother liked that. He had put on a necklace with a little piece of black tourmaline hanging from it, something he had picked up long ago in Canada during his first week away from family. After that, it was gathering up Yuri and securing what his wonderful boyfriend had cooked on the back of his motorcycle. He had carried much bulkier things and it was no trouble at all to bring a little something. It woul not be a long ride. His parents lived in the Kalkaman District, part of the Almaty region. So, they weren't as near as right downtown but so close that he didn't feel the need to speed there. In fact, Otabek took a lazy, slower route just to give Yuri a little view of the area around him. He may as well show him every part of his home city.