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➵𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 the reader imagines different family based scenarios of the characters on 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘺'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘺
🏹 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔
-d.s
✐ first/original family imagines book!
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it was around nine o'clock at night when you and your parents arrived home from the hospital, along with zola from the hospital daycare. your mom gave zola a quick bath, then put her in her crib to go to sleep. your dad was relaxing on the couch, while you were sitting at the island. your mom walked out from zola's room and sighed in exhaustion as she sat next to your dad.
"what are we doing for dinner?" your dad put his arm around your mom as he kissed her forehead. she sighed as she looked at the ceiling. "order in? chinese?" she questioned, as she looked you and your father for approval. "don't you think it's too late for takeout? we could just have leftovers from yesterday. what was it you made again? rice and-," your dad rambled on. "yeah, we'll just warm up some of that." meredith cut him off, not wanting his chatter to go on any longer.
"oh uhm, i can warm it up for us." you smiled at your parents as you got out of your seat and walked over to the fridge. your parents gave each other a look as you pulled out three plates from the cupboard. "that's very nice of you." you dad raised an eyebrow at you. "what? you think i'm not nice?" you chuckled as you scooped some rice onto each of your plates. "no." you dad shook his head. "it's just very nice of you."
you smiled as you put the plates in the microwave one by one, then brought them all to the table where your parents were sitting. they thanked you as you brought a pitcher of water from the fridge, and three glasses to the table. "well aren't you a little waitress today." your mom took a bite of her rice as you sat down. you all laughed as you continued to eat your dinner. little did they know you were trying to butter them up, before you drop a bomb on them about your "love".
you guys were still eating dinner, when you decided it was time to tell them about dylan. "ok uhm, guys. i need to tell you something." you cleared your throat as you got your parents' attention. your mom put down her fork, as your dad took one last sip of his water, before setting it down. "what's wrong?" your dad tilted his head at you. you took a breath before deciding to just spit it out. "i have a boyfriend." you told them. your mom wasn't surprised, as she already knew from cristina, but your dad was in shock.
"what?" your dad narrowed his eyes at you as your mom tried to remain calm. "since when? what's his name?" your dad started to go in protective dad-mode. "his name's dylan. he's my age, and he's really nice." you tried to calm him down with information. "how long have you guys been together?" he shook his head, still not believing you. "six months." you told him as his eyes widened. "six months? that's half a year y/n. half a year, you've had a boyfriend, and you didn't think to tell us?" you dad started to raise his voice, but was quickly hushed by your mom so he didn't wake zola.
"it's not that i didn't think to tell you, it's that i didn't want you to react this way." you calmly stated your side. "ok, let's just simmer down." your mom put her hands out, in efforts to keep you and your dad from arguing. "meredith how are you so calm about this?" your dad asked your mom as she shrugged. "i kind of already knew, from what cristina told me." your mom said, which caused your dad to look at you in disbelief.
"so cristina knew about this, before us?" he asked you as you scoffed. "cristina found out by accident, i didn't mean to-," you started to say. "what did cristina tell you?" your dad cut you off, and he turned to face your mom. "she told me that she saw a text pop up on y/n's phone, under the contact name my love." your mom told him as looked at you. "my love? you're sixteen, you don't know anything about love!" your dad rose his voice as your mom shushed him again.
"ok, look i'm sorry i didn't tell you, but-," you started to say. "i don't care y/n, you're not having a boyfriend!" your dad stood up from his seat as your mom put her face in her hand while she rested her elbow on the table, too tired to deal with any of this. "dad i've had a boyfriend for six months now! the only difference is that now you know." you argued back to your dad.
"give me your phone, you're grounded. for a week." your dad told you as he puffed out some air. "but dad-!" you tried to argue back, but he was ready for an argument. "two weeks. you wanna argue, i can make it three." he told you as you sighed in defeat. you reached into your pocket and grabbed your phone, then placed it into his hand. he took it as he shook his head and walked upstairs, obviously angry.
you sat back down and buried your face into your hands, as your mother rubbed your back. "it's gonna be okay, y/n. he'll come around. in the meantime, just don't pick a fight with him." your mom told you as you stayed silent. you knew he was gonna be pissed, but not that pissed.
the next morning was quiet. you and your parents were downstairs eating breakfast, along with zola being fed by your mom. you and your dad still weren't really speaking, and your mom didn't want to be caught in the middle of it all. "come on y/n, let's go. i don't want us to be late again." your mom picked up zola, then grabbed her keys.
you nodded as you put your bowl into the sink while your dad glared at you. "right after school, you come to the hospital. that's it. no hanging out with friends. school, hospital, home, done." your dad told you. "i get it, i'm grounded. you've made it clear." you grabbed your backpack, and walked out the door to meet your mom in the car. you didn't know what to do with your dad, but you knew you had to make things right. you just didn't know how yet.
