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

Fred X Reader X George (pregnant reader)

This was requested by: @kinako_satou

Morning broke over the Paris skyline, awakening me to the new day. It was July 1st and the beginning of my annual visit to the burrow to stay with my childhood friends for a month. Only this year, things would be different.
I packed my bag full of the things I would need before doing my adult checks- gas, electric, lights, doors and windows locked- before finally making my way to the Paris Floo network.
The journey to London seemed longer than usual. The whole time, I played over different scenarios in my head of seeing the family again and the twins but nothing would be the same with any of them.
I looked around Diagon Ally, the familiar street coming into focus. I could see Fred and George's joke shop from the end of the street and I hustled through the crowd to make it over to the door. I looked inside the window but noticed nothing but a shadow in the stock room. I pushed the door open, making the bell ring across the quiet shop. I heard a muffled sound come from the back before a voice rang out:
   "Sorry, we're closed." The man came out of the stock room, carrying a box in his arms. He stopped, looking me up and down. "Y/N?" He asked, shocked. I smiled and dropped my bag down. Throwing down the box, he headed over to me, though it was awkward as we didn't know wether we should hug or not. "I- uhh- you weren't meant to get here until tonight. Mum told us-"
     "I know I just wanted to talk to you two first. About what happened in-"
    "Y/N!" A second voice exclaimed from the stairs. I turned to face George who was just as shocked as Fred had been to see me, though he seemed more happy.
   "Hey, George." I smiled as he hugged me. He held me really closely for a second before letting go. "I don't wanna intrude- and I'm going to head straight to the burrow after this- but I really need to talk to you guys about," I paused, "about Germany."
   Fred's face dropped to make an 'o' shape with his mouth and George rubbed his head, awkwardly.
    We made it into the back room with some tea and biscuits, a silence between us. None of us wanted to speak and the room was so tense you could cut it with a knife.
   "Look," Fred began, "what happened in Germany happened." His tone was harsh but I knew it was out of frustration more than anger. "We can't pretend like it didn't but it shouldn't change things between us. You're our best friend and nothing more, right George?" He asked. George stuttered our a quick agreement but he flashed me eyes full of something else.
     "Right okay. I just didn't want things to be awkward when we were together or whatever." I explained. They both nodded. I took a deep breath and let my tea rest on the table in front on me. I looked up to the boys and sighed.
    "What's up?" George asked, catching on I had something else to say.
    "That night in Germany when- yeah- ugh," I couldn't think co the words, "I'm pregnant." I let the words fall out of my mouth. At this moment, Fred's jaw hit the floor. "And I don't know which of you is the father."
    "Fuck." Fred muttered under his breath.
     "What?" George reacted. "You're pregnant?" He asked, totally shocked.
    "Yeah. I'm sorry. I didn't want things to be like this." I explained, looking down to my feet. Fred paced the back of the room while George just sat there, his head holding up his head. "I just wanted to tell you guys. I don't expect anything from you- money or- or anything, I just though you should know." With that, I picked up my coat and bag and began to walk out of the shop, into the hot sun of Diagon Alley. I had only made it a few paces out the door when I heard somebody shouting my name.

If you want George to be the father:
    "Y/N, wait!" George yelled, running to catch up to me. "Y/N, I'm so sorry." He rushed, his hand resting on my arm. "That night in Germany, it wasn't nothing to me. I have loved you since we were in third year. I want to be apart of you life of- of our child's life, Y/N."
    "George are- are you sure?" I stuttered. He smiled widely and pulled me close to him, resting his head on top of mine.
    "We can bring Weasley Wizard Wheezes to Paris and find a place to live together and- god, we can do whatever you want." He breathed, excitedly. "I just want to be with you."
"George, I-" I could hardly find the words to speak, "but what about your family and everything you have built here and- and-"
"I don't care about that, Y/N, I care about you!" He exclaimed, gaining the attention of people around us. "I love you more than anything in the world- more than anyone in the world. I love you. I. Love. You."
"I love you, too." I smiled. He threw his arms around me and kissed me gently in the street. There was a few people giving us strange looks but neither of us cared.
"My mum is going to be excited to be a grandmother." He laughed as he broke away.

If you want Fred to be the father:
    "Y/N, wait!" Fred yelled, running to catch up to me. "Y/N, look, I'm sorry." He panted, his hand resting on my arm. "That night in Germany, it wasn't- it didn't- it meant something to me. I have loved you since we were kids, Y/N. I want to be apart of you life of- of our child's life, Y/N."
    "Fred- I- I." I stuttered. "By what about everything you have here? Your family, your friends, George, your business." He smiled widely and pulled me close to him, resting his head on top of mine.
    "Did George run after you? No. Besides, we can bring our business to Paris and it's not like Paris is a million miles away from here." He breathed, excitedly. "I just want to be with you. I just you in my life." He confessed. "Please." He looked at me with longing eyes. "I love you."