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Matsuno Brothers X Chubby! Reader

Aight so I understand this was requested by someone hella long ago, and I sincerely apologize for taking too much time. But now that I have a new phone and Wattpad is more accessible I'll be getting shit done👏🏻

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"This mixer sucks..." Osomatsu sighed, looking around at the halloween party he and his other 4 brothers walked in on.

"Yeah, maybe because we're not supposed to be here in the first place! We weren't invited!" The green one snapped, leaning against the wall as he onlooked the remaining people dancing or just having fun.

"...it's our shitty aura..." Ichimatsu mumbled as he watched a girl inch out of Karamatsu's way once he had started dancing near her.

"You guys are all such party poopers! While you guys sit here and whine, I'm gonna go give something a shot." The eldest brother chuckled as he started walking over to something.

A few minutes later, he came back unsatisfied, but more on the fact that one of his brothers was talking to a girl.

"Todomatsu! Who might this be?" He seemed to say through gritted teeth, as if something was bothering him.

But the youngest brother seemed to look right past it. "This is y/n, isn't she cute?" He giggled, making you shuffle your feet awkwardly.

This guy seemed alright, but the person next to him was...his twin?

You remembered having seen someone just like these two earlier- in fact he'd even tried hitting on you but failed miserably, it was just those sunglasses and that creepy wink he flashed.

So...triplets?  Triplets weren't too common, but it was plausible.

"Hey hey! It's my Karamatsu girl!"

You cringed internally, knowing it was him. The guy from earlier. So you nod awkwardly and inch away, towards a figure that was leaned against the wall.

"See?! You're too painful!" You heard the 'twins' say to their brother, which they weren't wrong.

This guy looked exactly like the other three, and that just confused you even more. So for quite a bit your eyes wander over messy hair and tired eyes.

"What're you lookin' at?" He snapped, but it came out more as a shy mumble.

You stutter an apology, coming to the conclusion that it was maybe just part of their costumes, but why have four people look the same...?

With a sigh, you spy yet another one, he had a big permanent looking smile on his face as he flailed his arms and legs everywhere in a way of dancing.

Most people had left the dance floor in means of not getting bumped into by him, but as long as he was having fun...

Your night hadn't been great either, your friend had ditched this place for another friend, you finding that quite pathetic.

So you bail. You leave that shitty party, having thought that just because there was going to be food or alcohol that it would be fine.

The sky had stopped changing colors, now a deep black dotted with stars. Not to mention a brisk chill was in the air, and your costume didn't have too great lining either.

Tired and hungry from hesitating at whatever was on the food table the party, an oden stand catches your eye in the darkness, someone already seated there.

It was the one wallflower you'd noticed, who resembled five other people you saw at the party. His head down, he slurped at whatever was in his plate as you sit down on the other end.
The tender of the oden stand seemed nice enough, and pretty proud of his work, judging by how he boasted about it (which he was right, this oden wasn't bad at all).

You and the other eat in pure silence, an intimidating aura slowly making you lose your appetite.

"Ichimatsu! Where are- hey! I found him!"

"What're you doing with her, huh?" The voice you had heard only once today you recognized.

It was one of his lookalikes.

In fact, they all sat down, but with you there that left one to stand. Guilt surges in you for not anticipating this, so you apologize and stand to free the seat.

"No, it's okay. You were here first anyway." The one who was dancing too wildly had denied your offer, watching the stand owner look annoyed at their presence.

This meant you were right next to-

"Choromatsu, pass me the soy sauce."

This was the most awkward time you've ever spent in your life. You felt like you were missing out on something, as they all had the same hair, height...and similar facial features too.

"Oh! You're from earlier, hi y/n!" You feel six pairs of eyes-seven, if you'd count the oden stand keeper's- looking over st you.

"Ah...yeah, I guess this is a coincidence, huh?" You chuckle awkwardly, scrambling to remember his name.

He had given you his phone number, as you had just considered deleting it later. The one with sunglasses smirked at you, and that's when you felt it best to just leave.

"Can't you guys see you're making her uncomfortable?!" The one right next to you had suddenly exclaimed, obviously troubled by this.

A few of them had piped up at that, complaining about what they did or that they didn't do anything.

"Just shut up! All of you! Now apologize! Todomatsu! Jyushimatsu! Ichimatsu! Karamatsu! Osomatsu!"

He snapped all their names like a drill Sargent, and the way their eyes dropped when he got to them labeled who was who.

"Y/n, we're greatly sorry." Their heads were down in shame as they'd repeated it in unison, apparently they'd gotten information from who 'Todomatsu' was on your name.

"It's...okay, I'm about to leave anyways..." you start to shuffle out of your seat, leaving six quiet lookalikes alone with the oden and their maker.

"Wow, you guys really are the lowest of the low..." The oden stand tender muttered as he added something to his broth. 

Maybe you were being a little overdramatic. Whatever they wanted couldn't be that bad, right? "okay, fine. I changed my mind, you each can spend time with me on a specific day of the week. But one condition- No costumes." 

"cos...tumes?" one of them muttered, making the rest sigh or chuckle as a group. 

"They're not...costumes." 

"So you're related? All cousins or something right?" Your confusion wasn't new to them. 

"Brothers, actually." 

Sextuplets?! The odds for this are...nearly impossible!

You sigh, only at the fact that memorizing names was going to be hard. That's when you realize-

Each of them had their own quirk, an attitude or thing they liked or did that would make your week with them much easier. 

"Well...I'm Choromatsu." He seemed the only one really building up the courage to start, looking the most professional of the six. 

Each brother then chimed in with their name, leaving you one last question to pose-

"What times work for you this week?"