Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Ten⤛

Second POV
Porco took you back to the van where Colt was. He looked so vulnerable and weak curled up in a tense little ball. You started stroking his hair softly in an attempt to soothe him even if he was unconscious. You then felt a towel being run over your head, drying the damp strands of hair that were dripping water down onto your body. He massaged your head gently as if you were fragile and could break under his touch.
You felt your eyes flutter shut and you leant back slightly, exhaustion pulling you in like the tide. He continued to dry your hair until your consciousness almost faded. You were vaguely aware of him shifting your body so you were lying down.

The soft whisper of "Good night." was the last thing you heard before sleep carried you away.
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"Shh you're going to wake them up!"
"Oh my god shut up!"
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"Bahahaha!" The sound of poorly concealed laughter and whispers pulled you out of your slumber. You grumbled as the sun attacked your eyes, wanting nothing more than to snuggle back into sleep.

"See? You woke her!" Colt hissed. Your eyes were still closed but you could practically hear Marcel's eye roll.
"That was you turd-licker."
You attempted to roll over in hopes of getting a little bit more sleep before you had to go. But as you went to move you became aware of an arm restraining you to the bed. Curious, you opened an eye to see Porco with poorly drawn cat whiskers adorning his cheeks, holding onto you delicately as if you were a glass doll.

"Oh." The noise escaped your lips causing the two forgotten boys to hoot with laughter. This caused Porco to stir and wake up.
He softly murmured an apology as he moved away from you. You tried your best to smile back, but cringed when your eyes landed on his new makeup.
"What are you two monkeys laughing at?" He asked with a yawn. Just then, Reiner walked by and took a look at Porco and had to stifle a snort.
"What?!" Porco asked, more frustrated than amused as he turned to you. You bit your lip before holding up your phone camera. He looked into it for a moment before his eyes went dark with rage.

"Run." Colt and Marcel scrambled away, screaming and cackling like hyenas. Porco chased after them, shouting profanities and vulgar threats.  Reiner and you stood outside of the van, Reiner laughing deeply, even going as far as to slap his knee, as you were pinching the bridge of your nose. With a sigh of exasperation, you moved to go get ingredients ready for pancakes.

About fifteen minutes later you had a giant stack of pancakes, two boys covered in mud, one with barely fading cat features and one with a small bruise on his jaw.
Porco had caught up to the two and had grabbed their shirts and pulled them down into the water. Reiner was laughing which earned him a clip on the jaw from Porco. As the boys served up pancakes with their preferred toppings, you whipped out a bottle of makeup remover. You dabbed some on onto a clean cloth. You held it up for him to see. He nodded and took the cloth and started roughly scrubbing his face with it. You cringed and pulled his hand away from his face.
"It's not good for your skin if you do it like that." You say, dabbing at his cat marks. He grumbled and shot Marcel a glare.

"Thanks for breakfast (Y/n)!" Colt smiled at you as he moved to get another stack on pancakes. Reiner laughed as Colt dropped one.
"Good job." Was all he said.

Everything was packed up and everyone was thankful for this to be the last day on the road.
"Five more hours." You said with a yawn. Everyone was standing around to make last minute preparations and to wait for Colt who decided to have his shower last minute.
"We'll get there at..." Marcel took a look at his phone, "Two cause it's eight now." Porco nodded and Reiner rubbed his hands together.
"Alright let's go." Colt sauntered over. Marcel hopped into the passenger seat of your car and Porco sat in the back. Colt went with Reiner, without complaints surprisingly and you were all off, speeding down the highway.

"I'm pretty excited to see your house." Marcel said.
"Mm... well it won't be anything special compared to what you've seen." You said with a smile.
"You remember the weird country club that we all went to?" Porco asked Marcel, to which he groaned.
"Oh god. All the rich snobby people." Marcel shuddered.
"I mean, you are one of the rich people." You said . He adjusted his shirt and ran a hand through his hair.
"Well aren't we all?"
Porco just nodded and you giggled.
"I suppose we are. At least we aren't snobby." You said.
"Hear hear!" Marcel said with a laugh.
"Okay but Zeke is filthy rich. Like damn." Marcel said. Porco nodded.
"Yeah I can't believe that damn monkey betrayed us."
"Porco that was in our first year of high school." Marcel rolled his eyes.
"Oh yeah! I heard about that. He transferred over to Paradis and played for their team." You recalled. Porco let out a noise that could be classified as a growl.
"Scum. He left to play with his stupid brother." Porco was apparently still mad at something that happened years ago.
"Eren Jeager..." you said quietly. Marcel patted your shoulder and smiled.
"Yeah you know that prick?" Porco looked mildly surprised.
"Ahaha... well for middle school, Annie, Reiner, Bertholdt and I went to Paradis. We came back to Marley for high school. But yeah I was once friends with him."
Porco narrowed his eyes and nodded.
"The Scouts  beat the Warriors  like four times and we only beat them twice." Marcel shook his head.
"Watching you guys play gave me so much anxiety. You were throwing people about and it was scary. And Marcel getting hurt was terrible." You remembered how the boy looked lying in the hospital with a broken jaw.
"Yeah it was funny. Porco and I both broke our jaws." Marcel rubbed his chin absentmindedly.
"Oh! You were the one who Eren almost broke their arm?" Porco groaned and hit his head on the window. You turned around to see his face turn the ripe colour of strawberries. You giggled before letting out a small apology. He sighed.
"It's okay. It was my own recklessness and stupidity that lead me to that situation. I let the whole team down." You frowned at his words. Leaning over, you extended one your arms to gently pat his cheek.

"You did well."
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The rest of the drive was silent and there were no stops made. Everyone had snacks to munch on as no one wanted to waste any time to stop off.  It was nearing noon when Marcel spoke up.
"I spy with my little eye... something beginning with 'b'." You giggled and Porco groaned.
"Bee?" You asked. Marcel shook his head.
"Banana tree?" Porco guessed.
"Nope!"
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"A bush?"
"No?"
"Whatever it is has probably already passed. We're driving too fast." Porco said.
"Yeah... let's not play." Marcel said.