Tommyinnit Oneshots

Meet The Family (Bisexual Innit part 2)

A/N - This is a request where Dante meets the family! It's more fluffy because I want something nice before I deal with what happened in the 3/1 stream. I don't have any ideas for it right now, but I'll probably write something about it eventually. Dante belongs to another author, he's not my OC, so I think this is the only other oneshot I'll put him in. Hope you enjoy!

TW: Swearing

Wilbur bounced around the living room, barely able to contain his excitement. Tommy's boyfriend was coming over for dinner, and they would be meeting him for the first time. 

It had been three weeks since he had stolen Tommy's phone and accidentally outed him, and he still felt terrible. They had had a long conversation and worked it out, but it didn't untie the knot of guilt that had been in his stomach since the incident. 

That day when he, Phil, and Techno had spied on Tommy in the park, they had seen Dante's figure but they didn't know what he looked like, let alone how he acted. Wil had the instinct to protect his brother and make sure Dante's motives were good, but he knew Techno would be taking on the role of the interrogative older sibling, so he let himself settle into an excited-mother mood. He had spent the afternoon ordering Phil and Techno around, making them tidy the house and put on their best clothes while Tommy was out with Dante. He had even tried to help Phil with the food in the kitchen, but the man had shooed him into the living room and told him to chill out.

Wilbur's version of 'chilling out' was sitting on the couch, biting his fingernails and bouncing his leg. He was excited of course, but also nervous. He kept pausing the rearrange the coffee table books in front of him, but after the fifth time, he began to see what Phil meant. He was very hyper and he didn't want to scare Dante away since Tommy would be mad at him for months.

Techno walked into the room, looking at his phone. He glanced up and saw his brother's nervous tics showing, his eyes softening. "Wil, Tommy said they're about five minutes away."

"Five minutes?! Are we ready? Is everything tidy? Is the food-"

"Now I see what Dad meant. Calm down Wil, everything's fine. You know Dad made the lasagna Tommy loves, and you've been cleaning the house all afternoon. You even made me put on this stupid button-down," He said, gesturing to the slightly-wrinkled top he had been forced to put on by the middle child. 

Techno's words didn't do much to soothe Wilbur's nerves, so the older gave up and sat next to him, back on his phone. 

"You're probably more stressed about this than Tommy, dude."

Wilbur didn't get a chance to argue back because the door opened to show Tommy walking in while talking to someone, leading them to the coat rack. Techno was right; the blond seemed completely calm, and Wilbur hoped it was because he trusted his family enough to get prepared for him and his guest.

Said guest glanced up and met Wilbur's eyes, and the brunet was struck by how kind and soft they were.

"You must be Dante! It's so good to meet you!"

"And you must be Wilbur! Tommy talks about you all the time."

In typical Tommy fashion, his response to this was muttering the word 'dickhead' while 'accidentally' hitting Dante in the shoulder. The taller boy laughed, and Wilbur struggled not to aw at their dynamic. 

"Hey, Dante! Welcome, welcome! I made lasagna for dinner, is that alright?"

Wilbur watched Tommy snicker at how Dante's eyes widened, and the blond decided to speak for the taller boy. "Lasagna is his absolute favorite, Dad. Same as me! He's more than okay with that."