Requested: Yes! // Person A not being able to see their family for Christmas so Person B invites A to visit B’s family. Bonus: Person B’s family assumes they are dating even when they're not but they end up dating at the end. fluff with Brian O’Conner please!!
Christmas Masterlist
Sitting on the couch, you listened as the rest of the crew talked about going to their hometowns for Christmas. Sighing, your hometown was being hit by a major snowstorm which meant you wouldn’t be able to visit them this year.
The overwhelming feeling of sadness washed over you. As everyone was chatting about their plans, you quietly snuck away to the kitchen. A frustrated huff fell past your lips, as you took a swig of your beer while leaning against the kitchen counter.
“I’ve been thinking.” Brian’s voice spoke as he passed the threshold into the kitchen before he made his way to the fridge getting a beer.
You raised an eyebrow in response.
“Why don’t you come and spend Christmas with my family and me?” He attempted to be nonchalant.
Since joining the crew, you and Brian had become closer than you were with any of the others. He was someone you always counted on, someone you practically spent all your time with.
Choking on your drink you stared at him with confusion. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Yeah, it’ll be fun!” He spoke. “We can go see the Christmas light decorations....”
“I don’t want to intrude.”
Brian scoffed while rolling his eyes. “Pack your bag, we’ll leave tonight.”
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Once you arrived at Brian’s mom’s house, you couldn’t help the feeling of sticking out like a sore thumb. You hadn’t met anyone of the crew’s parents before, which made you more nervous.
As you exited the car, Brian picked up on your nervousness.
“Hey, don’t be nervous.” He spoke his voice filled with concern.
You scoffed, before rolling your eyes. “Geez, thanks, I’m cured.”
“My mom’s gonna love you.”
“How can you be sure?” You questioned your voice wavering.
Brian moved to stand in front of you. Placing a comforting hand on your forearm, he gave you a gentle squeeze.
“I...”
As you stood in front of him, you became hyper-aware of his ice-blue eyes boring into you. His dirty blond hair becoming more prominent in the porch light that illuminated the night. Becoming aware of how close you were standing, you began to lean into him, Brian quickly mirroring your movements.
“Brian!” The front door swung open revealing Brian’s mom. “You’re here!”
Both of you jumped away from each other as his mom and dad bounded down the porch steps.
“It’s been too long, son.” Brian’s dad spoke clasping a hand on his shoulder in an attempted greeting.
“You must be, Y/N. We’ve heard so much about you!” Brian's mom exclaimed as she pulled you in for a tight hug. Your body immediately tensing underneath the sudden contact.
“Come, you two must be exhausted.”
Nodding your head, you followed Brian’s mom into her house. As you walked in, you were greeted by a group of eyes from practically everyone in his family.
Gulping, you could feel the palms of your hands becoming sweaty.
“Don’t worry.” Brian’s comforting voice whispered in your ear. “They’re gonna love you.”
“Follow me to your room.”
“Room?” You questioned Brian as panic began bubbling inside. “As in singular?”
Brian shared your concerned expression as his gaze was brought back to his mom, opening the door to your shared room.
“Goodnight, you too.”
“Goodnight.” You both simultaneously responded.
Clearing your throat, you looked around the room noticing there was only one bed.
“I’ll take the floor,” Brian spoke as he placed the bags down.
“Don’t be ridiculous.” You rolled your eyes, “I’m gonna change.”
Once you changed, you crawled into one side of the bed making yourself comfortable.
“Are you sure you’re comfortable sharing?” Brian questioned as he stood hesitantly on the open side of the bed.
You hummed while teetering on the edge of consciousness. Brian crawled into the bed practically laying on the edge.
The warmth of the blankets and the warmth radiating off of Brian was enough to push you into dreamland.
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Waking up, you groaned quietly. Reaching up, you rubbed your eyes as you began coming out of the daze of sleep. Confusion etched along your features as your head was laying on something firm rather than fluffy. Gazing down, you realized you were sleeping with your head on Brian’s chest, while his arm was wound tightly around your waist.
Your subtle movements were enough to wake him up. Groaning he lulled his head to the side.
“Goodmorning.” You greeted sweetly, as returned to your previous position.
“Oh.” His deep morning voice echoed through your ears. “Sorry.”
“It’s alright.”
“We should get dressed.”
Nodding your head, neither of you dared to move. The warmth of the bed and Brian, winning over the coldness out of it.
“There you two are!” Brian’s mom exclaimed, happily clasping her hands together.
“It’s about time you love birds came down.” Brian’s uncle spoke, glancing atop the newspaper in his hands.
Furrowing your eyebrows together, you quickly glanced at Brian who was sharing your expression.
