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FACE x Reader x 2p!FACE Family Dinner

"Are you sure about this?" Matt asked his wife, (f/n).
"Yes I'm sure. Now just get ready." (F/n ) ordered.
(F/n) had invited Matt's family as well as her own to dinner at her place. Matt really didn't like the idea. You see, their families didn't exactly get along but (f/n) didn't care. She told everyone individually to get along with everyone. 'Al, don't bother Alfred.' 'Daddy, leave Matt alone. He's a good husband.' 'Matt, don't be rude to my father.' 'Ollie, don't mess with my dad please.'
It was hard. Everyone in her family was the exact opposite of someone in Matt's family. Including her and (2p!/n). (Bf/n) would be there as well and (2p!/n) and (bf/n) didn't get along.
(F/n) had finished dressing up after Matt. She wore a simple black dress with thin straps and black stilettos (that she would probably take off later). She applied some mascara, natural lipstick and a bit of eyeshadow.
"How do I look?" (F/n) asked Matt as she entered the living room. Matt looked up and smirked.
"I'd fuck you right now but I'd rather save it for later." He walked over to her.
"Only if you're good tonight." (F/n) reminded him.
"Yeah yeah, whatever." Matt said.
"I mean it! I don't know why you guys can't get along."
"Maybe cause we don't like each other?" Matt suggested.
"But you're all family. When we married out families combined. If we had a child our parents would be sharing a grandkid and our siblings would be sharing a niece or nephew." (F/n) explained to Matt for the umpteenth time. The doorbell rang.
"Be good." (F/n) sent Matt her death glare. "Coming!" She ran to the door and opened it. Matt's family.
"Hey guys! I'm glad you could make it." (F/n) greeted.
"Oh, we would never miss this! Especially not for you!" Oliver said. (F/n) hugged him as best she could with all the food in his hands.
"Ollie, you know you didn't have to bring all this food." (F/n) said.
"How could I not? I know your brother likes to eat as well as Matt so I brought extra." Oliver explained.
"Well, thank you. You can set it down in the kitchen. Anywhere is fine." Oliver walked off.
"Sup, sis?" Al said and hugged (f/n)
"Hi, Al." (F/n) hugged back.
"Okay, you can let go of her now." Matt said from the kitchen doorway. Al rolled his eyes.
"Whatever. I already got my own girl." Al pulled (bf/n) close to him. She blushed.
"Hey, (f/n)." (Bf/n) said.
"Hi (bf/n)."
After the greetings were done (f/n) family had arrived.
"Hey, Daddy!" (F/n) hugged Arthur. He kissed the top of his daughter's head.
"Hello, princess. Haven't seen you in a while." Arthur said.
"I know. It's hard to visit."
"Big sis!!!" Alfred ran up to her and practically jumped onto (f/n).
"Hey, Alfie. Missed you too." (F/n) struggled to breath with Alfred's death grip.
"Hey!! Get off my wife!" Matt shouted. Alfred quickly let go.
"I just missed my sister. Gosh."
After hugging and greeting Matthew and Francis both families joined in the dining room.
"(F/n), Oliver, I must say this food looks super good." Alfred said.
"Thank you." Oliver and (f/n) said in unison.
"Hey! What about my mine?!" Francis exclaimed.
"Dude, I already said yours looks good. And I'm eating it right now." Alfred had three full plates of food in front of him. Al rolled his red eyes.
"That's disgusting. You eat like a fucking pig. Almost makes me lose my appetite." Al said.
"Allen..." (Bf/n) started.
"What appetite?" Alfred asked. " 'Cause it looks like to me you don't eat at all." Alfred fired back.
"You little-"
"Hey!" (F/n) yelled. "Before any drama starts let's just calm down. I know what we can talk about-" Arthur came back from the bathroom and sat down in his chair.
"(F/n), love, are you sure you're happy here?" He asked. (F/n) and Matt's eyes widened.
"Yes, Dad. I'm happy. Why would-"
"Because honestly, this place is no place for any woman to live in. Especially my own daughter." Matt frowned.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He growled out. Arthur wasn't startled.
"It means that you've brainwashed my little girl into moving into this dump with you. And I don't think you deserve (f/n)."
"She's not a little girl and can make her own damn decisions. You can't control her." Matt said.
"Hey, let's not start fighting." (Bf/n) said.
"Yes, please don't." (F/n) said.
"So now what? (Bf/n) over here runs the show?" (2p!/n) said, her cheerful nature gone. (Bf/n) frowned.
"No, I'm just trying to keep drama from starting." (Bf/n) said.
"And you're doing a perfect job at it." (2p!/n) said with extreme sarcasm.
"I don't see you trying calm anyone down." (Bf/n) fired back. Matt and Arthur were still arguing.
Soon, the whole dining table was a mess. Matt was fighting with Arthur and Al on occasions. Al was arguing with Alfred, (bf/n) and (2p!/n) were at each other's throats. Francis and Francois broke into an argument while Oliver and Matthew tried to tame them. It was on and off. One moment would be calm, and the next someone says something and everyone was fired up again.
Except poor (f/n), who was in some ways the leader of the two families. She tried to calm everyone down countless times but nothing worked so she gave up.
(F/n) sat with her chin in her palm, picking at her food with her fork. They fought so much even her headache had given up. All she wanted to do was tell them. Tears perked up in her (e/c) eyes and she had had enough.
"That's it!!!" (F/n) screamed, her voice even louder than Alfred's. Everyone silenced. "I can't believe how childish and immature you all are!" (F/n) threw her fork down and stood up. "I thought for once, just once, we could all get along and have a nice family dinner. I don't know where I got that idea from. I told all of you to act right tonight and you said you would, some of your promised. And what are you doing? Fighting like children! This just shows that none of you have respect for me, not even you, Matt. And you're my husband. You're supposed to back me up in times like this but no- you'd rather fight with my dad who needs to learn that I'm my own woman and I make my own choices." (F/n) didn't bother to hold her tears back. "We're a family. As much as some of you may hate to admit that. We are all a family and no family fights like this. We're supposed to love each other. I love all of you. And it's probably harder for me to love any of you than it is for Al to love Alfred. But you two..Are brothers. Technically. (2p!/n), you know Al loves (bf/n) and if they marry you'll be sisters. I just wanted to tell you all something important but you're all too ignorant to care. So go ahead, rip each other's head off." (F/n) walked out of the dining room and into her and Matt's bedroom, leaving everyone in shock.
"Well, we fucked up." Al sighed.
"There's no arguing with that." Oliver said. He was keeping track of all the swear words Matt, Al, and Francois said. They'd pay later.
"Should someone go get her?" (2p!/n) asked.
"We should probably give her some space but I'll go." Arthur started to stand up.
"No, I'll go." Matt stood up. "She's my wife and I need to apologize. And don't try arguing with me. It's what made her upset in the first place." Matt walked away and upstairs into their shared bathroom. Once he arrived the door was closed. He knocked twice before entering.
"(F/n)? Maple leaf?" Matt asked as gently as he could. He heard light sniffling.
"Aren't you supposed to be fighting with my dad?" (F/n) asked sharply through her tears, her legs pulled up to her chest. Matt closed the door and started to advance toward the bed.
"No. Babe, are you alright?" Matt sat down on (f/n)'s side of the bed.
"Do I look alright?" (F/n) said, not looking at her husband.
"Well..." Matt trailed.
"How could I possibly be alright when my whole family hates each other?" (F/n) started to sob. Matt grabbed her soft hand gently.
"Look, I know we haven't been getting along. And I'm sorry. This meant a lot to you and, like you said, I should have been on your side. I've been acting really dickish toward you and your dad and again, I'm sorry." Matt said. "It's just...Your dad completely despises me and I don't why and we've both tried to figure things out but nothing works. After a while you just kinda give up, you know?" (F/n) looked at Matt and nodded.
"I understand. And I forgive you. Just try to be a little more mature than my father. He may not realize it, but he can act like a child quite often." (F/n) said. Matt pulled her close, his arm around her waist and her head on his shoulder. "Sorry I look like crap." (F/n) mumbled. Matt chuckled lightly.
"You don't look like crap. Just sad." The two sat in silence for a while until Matt remembered.. "Hey, what was so important that you were gonna tell all of us?" He asked.
"You want to know?" (F/n) asked, looking up at Matt.
"Well, yeah."
"Okay.." (F/n) breathed in. "You ready?"
"Ready as I'll ever be." Matt assured her.
"...I'm pregnant." (F/n) revealed. Matt was in shock for a long moment.
"Are you serious?" He asked. (F/n) nodded. "Is it mine?" (F/n) laughed.
"Of course it's yours silly! You're gonna be a dad!" (F/n) cheered. Matt smiled a little. Then he started to laugh, holding (f/n) even tighter.
"I can't believe you're pregnant." Matt said, actually happy for a change. "You're carrying my child."
"We're gonna be parents!" (F/n) exclaimed. Matt calmed down, placing a calloused hand on (f/n) flat stomach.
"I can't believe we're starting our own family." Matt said.
"Well start believing it."
"..You ready to go tell the others?" Matt asked.
"Yeah. Let me just clean up a bit." (F/n) said.
"Okay." Matt kissed (f/n) on the lips. "I love you both." (F/n) smiled. "We love you too." Matt got up and went back downstairs and (f/n) went to the bathroom to clean all the makeup off her face, not bothering to apply more. Once she hit back to the dining room, her father hugged her.
"(F/n), princess, I'm so sorry. I've been acting so childish lately." Arthur apologized.
"It okay, Dad." She pulled back.
"(F/n), you okay?" Matthew asked. She smiled.
"I'm fine." She looked at Matt. He could barely contain his smile.
"So, sweetheart? What was that thing you wanted to tell everyone?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, what was it?" Alfred inquired.
"Well..Are you guys ready?" Everyone nodded. "....I'm pregnant!" (F/n) exclaimed. Everyone looked surprised, even Francois.
"OMG (f/n) you're pregnant!!" (Bf/n) shouted, hugging her best friend. Then everyone (except Matt and Francois) practically exploded.
"Oh, I can't wait to have a little grandchild! I hope it's a girl so I can dress her up like I did with (2p!/n)!" Oliver exclaimed, bouncing happily and clapping his hands.
"Oui, she will be so fashionable." Francis agreed with Oliver.
"You're pregnant?" Al said unbelievably. "I hope it's a boy, then I can teach him all I know!"
"Hey, I don't want my child ending up like you." Matt said. Al brushed it off, too happy to care.
"Yeah!" Alfred agreed with Allen. "I can't wait to have a little nephew that I can spoil. And teach baseball." Alfred said. Al smiled.
"I deal with batting, you deal with pitching." He said.
"For sure." And the two actually high-fived. Francois walked over to Matt and patted him on the back.
"Don't fuck it up too much." He told his son. Matt rolled his violet eyes that matched his dad's.
"C'mon, Dad. I'm not Al." He said. Al frowned.
"Yay!" (2p!/n) cheered. "I'm gonna be an aunt! Boy or girl, we're gonna have the funnest tea parties ever!"
"I can't wait!" Oliver said. Matthew smiled toward his sister.
"Congratulations, you two." He said.
"Thank you." (F/n) smiled. She looked at her dad. He hadn't said anything a looked a little paler than usual. "Daddy? Are you alright?" She asked.
"You're pregnant..." Arthur mumbled. "My little girl is pregnant. I'm going to be a grandfather." He hugged his daughter, and she hugged back. "Sweetheart, you are going to be an amazing mother, I already know it. And I've been too hasty lately. Maybe that husband of yours isn't so bad." He kissed her forehead. (F/n) smiled.
"No. He's perfect."

~Later that night~
Everyone had left and (f/n) and Matt were ready for bed. As (f/n) climbed into their king sized bed, Matt turned off the lights and tv. (F/n) rested her head on Matt's chest, feeling his steady heartbeat.
"Goodnight, Mattie. I love you."
"Love you too." Matt said. The two were close to falling asleep when Matt asked, "(f/n)?"
"Hmm?" (F/n) responded.
"Is sex during pregnancy safe?" He asked. (F/n) smirked.
"Only one way to find out~"