#eric van der woodsen x male reader

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Meet the Family (Eric van der Woodsen x male reader)

Warnings: mild swearing, implied sex/some suggestiveness, very mild angst I think??, fluff other than that <3

When Eric woke up that morning, he was in a football jersey. Your football jersey, to be exact, one that you'd left over at his house by accident the day before.

His mom had been on a trip somewhere, and his sister was out with her friends, which meant you two got some much needed alone time. One thing had led to another, and before he even realized it you were both tangled up in the sheets of his bed. You must've put on one of his shirts by accident before you left, and he'd grabbed your jersey thinking it was his in the dim lit room.

He knew why you were gone, of course. It was an unspoken rule for you to not be there when his family was so they wouldn't interrogate you on your "intentions" with him.

A sigh escaped from him as he laid back in his bed, bringing the fabric of the jersey up to his face and inhaling it deeply. It smelled just like you. God, he missed you already.

Honestly, he probably should've known better than to go down to breakfast while still in your clothes, but for one he was starving after the eventful night he'd had before and for another he didn't actually expect his family to already be there. Certainly not both of them at the same time. Great.

Part of him hoped he'd be able to sneak in, grab something small and scurry back up the stairs before being spotted, but unfortunately he had no such luck.

"Eric, darling. Come join us for breakfast," his mother's voice called out from the dining room, prompting him to let out a heavy sigh. He should've known it would be one of those days where she'd tried to cram all her years of absent parenting into one morning where she pretended like she actually gave a damn.

"I'm still in my pajamas," he called back hesitantly, hoping it would be a good enough excuse for him to at least change before having to sit down face-to-face with her.

"Nonsense, your sister's still in her pajamas, too. You'll be fine."

Damn it. Today really just wasn't his morning, it would seem.

He slowly trudged into the dining room and sat down at the table, hoping if he sat slumped over enough he could hide the jersey he had on. That didn't work, obviously. Lily might not have been the most present parent, physically or emotionally, but she knew when one of her kids was hiding something, and she certainly knew what a cheap piece of fabric sewn into a makeshift shirt looked like.

Her eyes narrowed as she gazed down at the jersey he had on, studying it closely. "What's that you're wearing?" She questioned, his sister looking up from her own breakfast at the matriarch's question.

"It's just something I borrowed from a friend," he responded a little defensively. Serena let out a snort of muffled laughter in response, clearly not believing him in the slightest. He shot her a dirty look, knowing if she didn't believe it, Lily wouldn't, either.

"Oh, really? And what's your friend's name? Have we met them before?" She tried to make the questions seem casual, but he knew better. It was an old and tired tactic she used when she wanted to know about her kids' social life without having to put in the actual work to be deserving of knowing the answer.

"Um, I'm not really sure," he mumbled in response, still sitting slumped over while buttering a piece of toast, trying to avoid eye contact with either of them.

"Eric, don't slouch. And take your elbows off the table," Lily chastised, clearly not intent on trying too hard to be seem like the caring mother she so often liked to portray to outsiders who weren't aware of the inner family dynamic.

He scoffed, clearly not appreciating her scolding so early in the morning. "You know what, I'm not that hungry anyway," he declared while pushing his chair back, stalking out of the dining room without giving them so much as a second glance.

His mother knew she messed up just from that response. "Eric, wait-" she tried to call out after him, but he was already gone, rushing back up the stairs and flopping down onto his bed.

He felt like crying, he really did. It was stupid, honestly. He didn't know why their opinion mattered to him so much. It's not like Lily or Serena were that present in his life, anyway. Still, they were his family, and despite his better judgement he didn't want them to hate you right away, which is probably the real reason behind him hiding you.

Just as he was about to break down into tears, his phone rang, and he instantly knew it was you from the ringtone that played. "Hello?" He mumbled, hoping his voice sounded like he'd just woken up rather than he was about to cry.

"Good morning, baby," your chipper voice came from the other end, something that caused him to smile. "I know it's still a little early, but I was wondering if you wanted to meet up for coffee."

He let out a quiet sigh of relief at the question. "Coffee sounds great right about now." Anything to get him out of that house. "Do you want me to bring your jersey when we meet up?"

"That's right, I did leave it with you, didn't I?" You commented, thinking out loud as per usual. It was such an endearing trait in his eyes. "Nah, it's fine, I can just pick it up some other time. I'm sure it looks much better on you than it does on me, anyway."

His cheeks heated up at your comment, not missing the slightly suggestive tone in your voice. He let out a breathless sort of chuckle before replying. "Okay, well, I've got to go get changed so we can meet. I'll see you in about twenty minutes at our usual spot?"

"Of course. Love you, babe. See you then."

It was hard for him to ignore the way his heart fluttered about in his chest like a caged bird trying desperately to break free from the walls that were his ribs. You always seemed to have that affect on him. "I love you, too. Bye."

Laying back on the bed, he dropped his phone on his chest after hanging up and stared up at the ceiling, unable to push away the giddy feeling he had. Leave it to you to somehow make an awful morning immediately better.

He headed back downstairs after he was finished changing, a pep in his step as he went. Lily was already gone, which made him think he was in the clear until his sister stopped him.

"Hey, wait up a second," she called out as she met up with him in the front hallway. "Why are you going so early in the morning? And dressed so nice, too," she added with a sly smirk that suggested she already had a bit of an idea.

"I'm, uh- I'm meeting a friend," he lied through his teeth, though Serena wasn't buying it for a second.

"Oh, really? And does this happen to be the same 'friend' from earlier that you borrowed the jersey from?" She lightly teased, giving him a playful shove.

An awkward chuckle escaped from him at her words, one that was obviously forced. "Okay, I've gotta go now. Don't get into too much trouble while I'm gone," he said quickly in an attempt to change the subject, about to leave when she reached her hand out to stop him, resting it on his shoulder.

"Wait, I just wanted to say that-" She paused, trying to find the right words. She searched for a moment or so before finally settling on, "I want you to be happy, you know that, right?"

"I know," he replied, not really sure where she was going with this as she took extra time to properly formulate her thoughts into words.

"Look, I don't know who this guy is that you're seeing, but if he makes you happy then I'm sure he's great. You should bring him around sometime." She gave his shoulder a squeeze before adding, "Maybe we can meet your new boyfriend at the same time we meet mom's."

He let out a scoff at her suggestion. "Yeah, I'm not subjecting him to that. But..." He sighed, seeming to know what she was getting at. She wanted to be in his life more, and this was her way of trying to connect. At least she wasn't overly judgmental like Lily could be. "If you really want to meet him, I'll introduce you sometime, okay?"

She smiled brightly at that, clearly getting the response she was hoping for. "Great! I'd love to meet him." She dropped her hand from his shoulder and watched as he started to leave again. "Have fun, and be safe," she called after him as he left.

"I will," he said while leaving out the front door, still filled with the utmost of glee at getting to see you. It sounded so stupid when you'd been over just the night before, but when you were gone he missed you like no other. Sure, he had Lily and Serena as his family, but with you was where he really felt at home.

He couldn't stop from grinning the moment he spotted you at your usual meeting place, two coffees in hand. "Hey, stranger," you greeted in a friendly manner while holding out his coffee. "I got you your favorite."

"You're the best," he replied before leaning in to give you an appreciative kiss. It seemed as though your lips got sweeter every time he tasted them.

"Yeah, I know," you joked in response, your eyes twinkling with that familiar hint of mischief he always loved. He took the coffee from you, blowing on it gently before taking a small sip. It was touching how you always remembered his order.

"So, my sister wants to meet you," he said after a moment or so after you started walking together. His voice was a little tentative when he spoke, as if it was a subject he was hesitant to bring up.

"Oh, yeah?" Your hand reached for his as you drank your coffee, making his heart flutter with affection. The action was so natural when you did it, as if you'd been together forever.

"Yeah. I think she feels guilty for all the times she's been absent in my life, which is why she's trying to make up for it now." Part of him had regretted leaving his gloves at home when he felt how cold it was, but that regret disappeared instantly when he felt your warm hand envelope his.

"Do you want me to meet her?" was your next question, which didn't surprise him very much as you were always pretty mindful of his boundaries and what he felt comfortable with.

"Only if you feel okay with it. I don't want you to think that it's, like, required in order to be able to date me, because it's not," he stated before taking a sip of his own coffee.

"Well, from what I've heard from the tabloids, she's quite the party girl," you began before continuing with, "but from what I've heard from you, she's just your big sister who's been through some pretty hard times." You were always like that, so open-minded and unjudgmental. It was a refreshing change from the usual Upper East Side crowd. "So if you're okay with me meeting her, then I'd love to do it."

"Really?" He couldn't help the way his jaw dropped a little. Most of the time whenever he had a new boyfriend, he tried his best to keep his love life separate from his family to avoid unnecessary drama, and they agreed to it because of that. But you were different, always finding new ways to surprise him, like offering to meet his sister with no problem.

You let out a good natured laugh at his response. "Oh, wow, you should really see the look on your face when I said that, you look ridiculous," you teased before continuing. "But yes, really. I know how important your sister is to you, and I want to make a good first impression. I can't do that if I spend all of my time trying to hide from her because I'm worried about what she'll think when she finally meets me."

He watched you with a gaze that was full of pure awe. Every time you spoke, it seemed as though he was falling more and more in love with you. "I just can't get over how amazing you are, did you know that?"

"Aw, baby, you're much more amazing than I am." You squeezed his hand and gave his lips a loving kiss to help emphasize your point. "Now, am I going to have to dress up and wear a suit to meet her, or do you think what I have on now is okay?"

It was his turn to laugh, his fingers lacing through yours as he held your hand a little bit tighter. "I think whatever you choose to wear will look great on you," he answered honestly.

"That's good to know, because I plan on showing up in a clown suit," you deadpanned, causing him to let out another snort of laughter at your dry sense of humor. "Yeah, I'll get the big shoes and the red nose and everything. I'll pull up outside in one of those tiny clown cars, and when you open the door about five of us will fall out."

"Oh my God, shut up. Now you're just being ridiculous." He tried to make it sound like he was chastising you, but it was clear from the smile on his face that he was highly amused.

"What, you don't like the idea for my outfit?" You questioned in mock offense, clearly being overdramatic. "How dare you. And to think I was even going to give you a fake flower that spits out water as a gift."

By this point, the disastrous breakfast he'd had with his family was completely forgotten as you'd successfully distracted him from it. Even if he didn't say something was wrong, you always knew regardless and did your best to cheer him up, which was just yet another reason to love you.

"I love you," he blurted out suddenly, unable to stop himself. "And I'm sure my sister's going to love you, even if my mom doesn't."

"Aw, baby. I love you, too." You stopped walking, letting go of his hand only so you could reach out and touch his cheek. The act was so simple, yet so intimate at the same time. "Your face is all flushed."

"Yeah, that's probably just the cold," he muttered while staring at you with what could only be described as the biggest heart eyes ever.

He was certain you must've been aware of how flustered you made him, which was the other reason behind his flushed cheeks, but you chose not to point it out. "Come on, let's get you somewhere warm then." Taking his hand in yours, you began to walk again, leading him God knows where.

"Hey, where are we going?" He asked in curiosity, though he didn't seem at all bothered by the way you were dragging him along like a dog on a leash.

"My place. I need to look through my clothes and find something to wear for when I meet your family," you casually replied, finishing your coffee before dropping the empty cup in a nearby trashcan. "Hopefully my clown suit isn't still at the dry cleaner's," you added with a cheeky grin, proud of yourself for the joke you'd made.

Eric just scoffed in amusement, throwing away his own coffee cup as he followed after you (something he had to do given just how tightly your hands were intertwined). "Again, I told you what you wear doesn't matter as long as it's not something utterly ridiculous, like a clown suit."

You let out a playful huff as you tugged him in closer while walking together. "Well, maybe that's not the only reason I think we should go back to my place," you purred suggestively before pressing a kiss to his jaw.

By that point, the redness of his face couldn't be blamed solely on the weather. "Ah, so that's how you're going to get me all warmed up," he lightly joked, clearing his throat as he tried to appear unbothered.

"Absolutely, it is," you eagerly replied, your grin from earlier back and plastered proudly across your face. "Maybe I can even give you another piece of my clothing for you to leave with, since you seemed to love that jersey so much." God, you were going to be the death of him, but he loved it, just like he loved you.

"I'll make sure to wear it when you meet my family for the first time so they know that we're serious," he said in a manner that was only half joking before giving you a kiss of his own.

He really didn't want to get his hopes up, but he was already certain Serena was going to love you, and that maybe even Lily would give you her stamp of approval. No other past boyfriend ever made him want to introduce them to his family, but you did, and that's what made you so special.

"You know, I really can't wait to meet them," you said after a moment or so, your voice genuine and not joking like earlier.

The corners of his lips tugged upwards into a soft smile when he heard that. Maybe he was still a little bit nervous about you meeting them, but knowing you were actually excited about it rather than worried made him feel much better about the whole ordeal.

"Yeah, me too," he agreed, and for once the thought of his partner meeting his family didn't terrify him completely.

End notes: I really do love Lily I promise but I'm also aware of the strained relationship she has with her kids so I wanted this fic to be accurate and reflect that haha

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Uno (Jenny Humphrey x male reader, Eric van der Woodsen x male reader)

Summary: you play a round of uno with your partners, and it goes about as well as expected

Warnings: the reader is dating both Jenny and Eric but they aren't dating each other, uno (if you can count that as a warning), some swearing

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"You cheating bastard!"

Jenny tried her best to stifle laughter at your loud swearing while Eric held his hands up in defense when you started lightly hitting him on the shoulder. Maybe uno wasn't the best choice as a game you and your partners could play together.

"Hey, hey, easy! I'm not cheating, I swear," he defensively replied, to which you let out an irritated huff.

"Well, someone is because the deck was about half the size it is now just a moment ago. Somebody's been putting cards back."

Eric glanced over at Jenny, who seemed over focused on her nail polish. "Was it you?" He questioned with a slightly raised eyebrow.

She let out a scoff of offense before shoving him a little bit. "How could you even say that? Of course not!"

He rolled his eyes at her reaction, clearly not believing her. "Uh huh, yeah. Right."

"Shut up, I'm trying to focus," you muttered while very intently studying your cards as you tried to determine the next best move for you.

Uno always led to lighthearted bickering and petty grudges being held for a short period of time after the game was over, but it was all in good fun. Besides, you were tired of being expected to stay as still as possible while they used you as a living mannequin for Jenny's fashion products.

You were successfully able to get rid of one of your cards, only to have Eric pull a wild draw four card the next round.

"Okay, this game sucks," you complained while tossing your cards down and crossing your arms. He simply laughed at the way you were now pouting.

"C'mon, babe. You gotta draw four cards now, those are the rules," he stated while Jenny simply observed with an amused smirk.

You grumbled something about it not being fair as you drew four more cards from the deck, clearly not pleased by the way you were obviously losing by this point. "I swear one of you has to be cheating."

Jenny snorted in laughter as she looked through her cards to put one down since it was now her turn. "Yeah, that's why you're losing."

She placed a card down, and you were about to response with a snarky retort when three more cards fell out from the sleeve of her leather jacket.

"Oops," she muttered upon realizing she'd been caught. "Um... I had no idea those were in there."

"You have been cheating!" You exclaimed triumphantly while pointing your finger in her direction. "I knew it, I knew one of you was cheating. There's no way you're that good at playing."

"Well, you also suck at it, so it's not entirely Jenny's fault," Eric stated matter-of-factly as he collected the cards to put back in the deck.

That earned him a side eye and a loud huff from you. "This game is stupid, anyway. Let's do something else instead."

"You can always help model some new clothes for me," Jenny offered in a playful manner, already knowing what your answer would be.

"I'm not standing like a scarecrow for three hours while you hem clothes. Not when you have actual mannequins you can use."

"Aw, but you're so much cuter than a mannequin!" She insisted while pulling you in for an affectionate hug. "Isn't he cute, Eric?"

"Very," he agreed as he watched you, appearing amused as Jenny began to pepper your face with kisses.

"Hey, cut that out! You're going to get lipstick on me," you said while trying to wiggle away out of her hold, to which she simply laughed.

"I think it matches your complextion," Eric teased before leaning over to capture a kiss from you himself.

Squeals of delight escaped from you at their kisses, your face broken into a wide, flustered grin. You hated to admit it, but maybe uno wasn't such a bad game after all, especially with who you got to play it with.

End notes: this is a little short but I still had fun writing it <3

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