Weasley twins X reader- Smut, Fluff and all other good stuff (Requests open)

Fred X Reader (Male reader)

WARNING: the word faggot is used!

"And the house is really little and it's really cramped." Fred stuttered. I rolled my eyes.
"Fred, nothing can put me off meeting your parents. Why don't you want me to meet them?" I questioned, taking hold of his shaking hand.
"Because...they don't know I like guys." He very quietly mumbled. I made an 'O' shake with my mouth and went silent. "Do you hate me?" Fred teared up. I gripped his hand and kissed his soft, porcelain skin.
"Fred, baby, of course I don't hate you." I soothed. His lips met mine in a tough kiss. "But you have made me a bit scared to meet your parents." I confessed.
"Trust me, if our mom likes you, within a year, you will be sick of the sight of her." George laughed along with Ron and Ginny. Fred playfully slapped his brother on the leg as the Hogwarts express pulled up at the station. Everyone began to run off to their parents and the rest of the Weasley clan went to hug their mother and farther. Me and Fred stepped off the train and Fred pushed me behind him.
"Hello, mum. Hello, dad." He nervously began. His mother looked at us.
"Well, Fred, where is she? Where is your girlfriend, I'm dying to meet her." Mrs.Weasley eagerly chirped. Fred grabbed my hand.
"This is my...boyfriend...Y/N." He pulled me out from behind his and I greeted Mr and Mrs.Weasley with a smile. They were both take aback by them sudden news.
"Oh dear, hello. I'm Fred's mother but please, call me Molly." She embraces me into a bone-crushing hug.
"Hello, Molly." I breathed after she let go. Fred picked up the bags and we left for the burrow.
"So, dear," Molly began. "What year are you in?"
"Same as Freddie, fifth year." I stated.
"What house are you in?"
"I'm a Y/H." I continued.
"So, how did you meet." Molly's string of questions continued.
"Well...I was in the library doing some homework for Potions and I noticed Fred was struggling with the same homework. We did the project together and we became good friends."
"And the rest is history. I have an amazing and caring and handsome boyfriend." Freddie cooed, kissing my cheek, making Molly go 'awe'.
"So, Y/N, how long have you and my son been dating?" Mr.Weasley coldly said.
"About six months, now." I replied. He just grunted, earning stares from his wife.
"So...Y/N, are your studies going well?" Molly asked, as she placed the Yorkshire puddings on the table and took her seat next to her eldest son, Bill, who was home for Christmas.
"Yes thank you, Mrs.Weasley. I'm enjoying most of my classes- Well, apart from Potions." I stated. Percy laughed.
"Is Snape still a stone cold overlord, then." He chuckled.
"Yep!" George, Fred and I all synchronised.
The rest of the dinner went smoothly, however, Freddie's dad wouldn't talk to either me or him. As Molly, Hermione, Ginny and Fleur cleared the table, after my request to help was refused, I followed my boyfriend and his siblings upstairs into George and Fred's room. We all settled on the bed and began to chat amongst ourselves.
"What's Fred like in bed, then?" Ron teased. I placed a small kiss on Fred's jawline and looked back to Ron.
"We have never...you know." I confessed, blushing. They all laughed and made jokes about how innocent we were. "Okay. Okay. We get it, we are both still virgins. Leave us alone." I whined.
"Fred! Y/N! Get down here now!" Arthur shouted, loudly. Freddie took my hand and we made our way downstairs. Fred's dad threw our still packed suitcases at us. "Get out." He bellowed, bluntly. We both looked bluntly at him. "I said get out of my house. Don't ever come back." He bellowed again, making the rest of the Weasley children come to see what all the commotion was.
"Arthur-" Molly tried to reason but he silenced her. He tried to grab me but Bill and Percy stood in front of me.
"I'm not having those faggots in my house." Mr.Weasley screamed, throwing a plate at us. We both looked at everyone before we ran out of the house in tears.
The rain was falling as we ran off. Neither of us had an umbrella and our wands were in our bags.
"I'm so sorry." Freddie spoke as he grabbed my hand. He pulled me into his chest and passionately kissed me as the rain tumbled around us. I laced my arms around his neck and he wrapped his around my torso.
"I love you, Freddie." I softly said as a tear pricked at my Y/E/C eyes. He wiped it away with his thumb.
"I love you, too. And I'm so sorry about my dad." He whispered in my ear.
Our clothes were soaked but we didn't care. We were happy together and we didn't need anybody's approval.