Okay so I'm not sure if you've seen the meme but How would the bros react to being at a party at their s/o's house and they ask, "Daddy can you pass the (what ever here)." And both their dad and said bro reach for the item.
I have seen this meme and its absolutely glorious! I could only think of a scenario with the oldest four, I’m a bit stuck with Jyuushi and Totty. Like help please!
Osomatsu’s s/o had invited him to eat with them and their family. It was nice,[Name]’s father was someone he was surprisingly getting along with, hopefully Oso remained on their dad’s good side. He spent most of his time with his s/o and their dad until [Name]’s mother had called them for dinner.
“Hey, dad, can you pass me some salt?” [Name] asked. Without realizing, Oso reached over the table and was about to reach for the salt when he saw another hand reach for it. Wait? What?
Osomatsu stared at the other hand and saw that it was [Name]’s father that was reaching for the salt as well. The red Matsu was confused at first when he realized that he wasn’t the only “daddy” here. Both Oso and [Name]’s dad stared at one another in total silence until the older male had broke the silence.
“…What?” Oso repeated (his voice going up a slight octave higher the second time due to nerves), hoping to diverge his attention from the whole ordeal by being oblivious the horrendous situation he had mistakenly put himself in.
“Can one of you guys just pass me the salt already!”
Karamatsu had been invited to stay for dinner with his love’s family. He gladly accepted, seeing how this was his opportunity to get on their family’s good side for future references. Dinner was served by [Name]’s mother, who was a sweet angel just like his s/o. Their father seemed like a good fellow he could be able to get along with. Karamatsu continued to his usual (albeit painful) spiel, much to his s/o’s dismay, complimenting on their mother’s cooking and somehow the didn’t find it painful.
“Oh my, [Name] didn’t tell me you were so smooth with words!” their mother chuckled, [Name] sighed and continued to eat, although with their mother’s constant gushing it was a bit hard to ignore her.
“Hey, dad, can you pass me some Sriracha sauce?” they asked. Karamatsu instinctively reached out for the sauce.
“Anything for my sweet, Karamatsu love!” Karamatsu said and saw his hand wasn’t the only one on the bottle. The painful Matsu tensed up, realizing what he had said. [Name]’s dad narrowed his eyes at him.
“Oh shit…” [Name] sighed, face palming their forehead.
“Oh, sweetie don’t be so harsh on him, we had our own moments so let them have theirs!” [Name]’s mother huffed. Immediately [Name] gaped at their mother with wide-eyes.
Choromatsu was a nervous wreak at the moment, he had no idea what to say or do next. It was just a simple dinner with [Name] and their parents. Simple. Just each your food, thank them, give [Name] a kiss, and leave. That’s all, Choromatsu, this shouldn’t be any different than eating dinner with his family (if anything is should be at least easier with his s/o’s parents!)….EASIER SAID THEN DONE! The shy frog could barely even get through his soup.
“Uh, Choromatsu…are you alright?” his s/o asked, worried about his current state. Choromatsu snapped his attention back to them and gave them a smile.
“It’s fine, [Name], just a bit nervous that’s all…”
“I see,” [Name] nodded. They gave him a quick nod and took a sip of their soup. Hm, the taste seemed a bit off.
“Hey, uh, dad, do you think you can pass me the pepper?” they asked.
“Here, [Name],” their father was about to pass the pepper when he saw Choromatsu’s arm stretched out to reach the pepper. Wait a minute, what the hell was he doing?!
“I-I–” Choro gaped, realizing his actions. What the heck was this?! H-he was sure that he had never been called such a name, but yet here he was reaction to the name, Was it due to his own sense of responsibility that he was doing his.
“Choromatsu, I said dad, not mom.” [Name] please don’t do this to him…
(mod: mom kink anyone??? call the green bean mom guys)
Ichimatsu had no idea how he was able to be invited to have dinner with his s/o and their family. Trash like him. He pitied his s/o’s family to be graced his his trashy self.
“Cheer up, Ichi, it won’t be that bad…” his s/o said. He grumbled in response. Although on the inside, he was panicking. Would he end up f–king this up or worse?
“Fine…” he grumbled. Not like he can f–k this up anymore that he can now.
Dinner was…relatively calm. It was soothing to a cat like him. He ate his dinner in silence, hoping to just finish eating, leave, and hope to never experience this ever again. [Name] glanced back at him, knowing that he was racked with anxiety. [Name] tasted their dinner and thought to themselves. The taste was good but it could be better.
“Hey, dad,” they called out to their father, “can you pass me some salt?”
“Sure, [Name],” their father said.
“…I got it…” Ichimatsu answered as well. Both male reached over and paused seeing each other’s hand at the same place. Ichi had his usual dead expression on, but oh god was he panicking like there was no tomorrow.
“Oh jeez…” [Name] sighed. There was total silence at the table until their mother spoke up.
“My, [Name], I didn’t think you two would get that far!”