Omaha Squad Preferences and Imagines

#7-meeting your parents

Nate
"What if they don't like me?"he asked worriedly.
"It won't change how I feel about you,"you trying to reassure him.
You laid on his bed as he looked through his clothes to find something to wear.
You sighed and sat up to wrap your arms around him.
"What you have on right now is perfectly fine,"you said.
You kissed his bare back and smirked.
He groaned, but turned around and looked down at you.
"I just want them to like me. I want this to go well because I see us together in the future and it won't be right if your parents don't like me."
You gasped a little and pressed your lips to his.
"Tell them that," you said.
You grabbed your phone and facetimed your mom.
"Hey sweetie," she greeted.
She saw Nate and smiled.
"You must be the young man we're meeting tonight."
"Yeah, hello."
"Nate has something to tell you,"you said.
Nate looked at you with wide eyes. You nodded your head with a smile, telling him to go ahead.
He sighed and told her everything that he told you.
"Aww," your mom cooed when he finished. "You don't have to worry about us not liking you, I can't wait to meet you tonight."
Nate chuckled.
"Bye mom, see you later."
"Bye sweetie and Nate don't you be so nervous."
"Okay, I'll try. Bye."
"Told you everything would be fine."

Jack G
He was a nervous reck and you knew you would have to calm him down somehow because if he met your parents like this, they would smell the fear on him.
"Babe calm down," you said .
"I can't calm down," he stated,"How are you so calm ?"
"They're my parents remember; I've lived with them forever," you laughed. "And if you don't calm down before they get here, they will be able to tell your nervous and they won't like that, so calm down ."
"I can't I don't know why I can't , I'm trying babe. It's just that I don't really know what I'm doing, I haven't been in a real relationship like this before," he groaned.
He kept rambling on and you soon lost interest in everything that he was saying. You looked at the clock on the wall and saw you had some time before your parents showed up, so you decided to calm Jack and shut him up at the same time.
You smashed your lips to his and he immediately kissed back. He focused on the kiss and asked for an entrance which you gladly accepted. He relaxed as you guys made out. He forgot all about his nervousness and focused on you .
There was a knock on the door and you pulled away.
"They're here," you smiled, going to answer the door.
You greeted your parents and walked to the leaving room, where Jack still sat with an awkward smile and a pillow over his lap.
Suppressing a laugh because you knew what was up. You introduced them.
"Mom, Dad, this is my boyfriend Jack."
"Jack, this is my mom and dad."

Sammy
Your parents were pretty rich and stuck up. They didn't really like any of your boyfriends unless they were some member from the country club. Sammy knew this and it made him want to try hard to impress them.
He got out his best suit and made sure his hair was done perfectly for dinner.
Sammy wasn't as rich as you and he didn't go to Harvard, but he made you happy. You didn't care about the money and you supported his music career. You hoped your parents would realize this and if they didn't, it wouldn't change the way you felt.
You waited outside on a bench for Sammy to arrive at the restaurant. Your parents were seated in the best table money could buy and you all were dressed in the best that money could buy.
You smiled when you saw Sammy hop out of his car. Which you could tell was newly clean.
You got off the bench and met him halfway.
"Hey," you smiled kissing him on the cheek.
"Hey,"he smiled. "How do I look?"
"You look great. I can't wait to take this off of you later," you giggled.
He chuckled and grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers together. You made your way into the restaurant hand and went to your parents table.
Sammy pulled your chair out for you.
"Mom, Dad, this is Sam, my boyfriend," you smiled as you sat down .
"Hello, " Sammy said shaking your father's and your mother's hand .
He took a seat and smiled .
"Is Sam short for something ?" Your mom asked.
"It's short for Samuel, but people call me that or even Sammy," Sammy rambled on. "You can call my whatever you like."
" I will," your mom stated.
You grabbed his hand under the table and rubbed it and glared at your mom.
"So, Samuel, what do you do?" Your father asked .
"I'm a musician. I sing and rap," Sammy gulped.
"Musician ," your father huffed. " How do you expect to raise a family off of a hopeless career? At least you want to college right?"
"No sir, I didn't go to college."
Your father laughed.
"Really (Y/N) you bring this guy to dinner? You could have possibly done better."
"Dad!" You exclaimed.
"Your father'a right, sweetie," your mom said.
Sammy's head fell and you had enough. You stood up and grabbed his hand.
"Let's go," you stated.
You left the restaurant and your parents were in shock .

Jack J
He was ready to ready to meet your parents. He bugged you and bugged you until you gave in. You set up a dinner for them to come over and eat.
To be honest you didn't want Jack to meet your parents because they would scare him off with baby talk and future plans. They wanted you to get married like your older sisters, who already had two kids each, and have loads of grandkids for them. You weren't ready for this and you knew Jack wouldn't be either.
As you set the table you glared at Jack was all giddy about finally meeting your parents.
"What ?" He laughed when he caught you staring.
"Why can't you be like normal boys and not want to meet the parents?" You huffed.
"Because I want to be able to thank the people that made a wonderful daughter ," he smiled.
You faked gagged and he laughed at you .
"Come on babe, what's so wrong with me wanting me to meet them?"
You groaned and rubbed your face.
"Promise me you won't let them scare you away," you sighed.
"Babe," he walked towards you and wrapped his arms around you. " I promise I won't let them scare me away."
He kissed your forehead and you finished setting the table.
Soon there was a knock on the door. You just looked at Jack.
"I'll get it,"he smiled.
He went to answer the door and he and your mom were already having a conversation when they reached the living room .
"My baby," she squealed wrapping her arms around you.
"Hey mom."
She let go and your father patted your shoulder .
"Hey there ."
"Hi dad ."
You guys sat down for dinner and the conversation flowed freely. When you and Jack went to get desert he stopped you.
"Why would you think they would scare me away? They're awesome," he said.
"I'm glad you think that now," you smiled.
"So Jack when are you going to pop the question?" Your dad asked when you two returened.
You looked at Jack.
"Umm I don't know ,"he stuttered , looking back at you.
"How many kids do you want ?" Your mom asked.
"Kids?" Jack asked.
You looked at Jack and bit your lip.
"I want as many as she wants," he smiled.
Your face lit up and your mom cooed .
"Whatever the future brings for us I will enjoy it as long as it's me and her."

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