Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Eleven⤛

"No way." Marcel's jaw was on the floor as you pulled up in front of a house.
"What the..." Porco also seemed to be shocked. It was big. Built into the mountain side and over looking the water, the house stood proudly in all of its glory. There was only two storeys high, but there was the main house and the granny flat next to it. Around the side, you could see a pool and a little area for outdoor eating. From there, there were gardens that filled up the rest of the land with colour and vibrancy.
"This is all yours?" Porco asked as he got out of the car.
"Yep. My grandfather was filthy rich." You twirled your car keys around your finger before walking to the front door. You slipped a key into the lock and it smoothly opened. The interior was gorgeous. Dark oak floors, and marble walls, all of the hallways were arches, giving it a rustic feel. There were a heap of plants on display, everything from rare orchids to near-perfect roses.
"How are all the plants still alive?" Colt had slipped in with you, and it was him and Porco who were looking at the house with you.
"I have a Housekeeper! He's lovely. I think he was my Grandfather's apprentice or something?"  You answered, taking a right turn into a large kitchen.
"Apprentice? Apprentice for what?" Colt asked, hopping up onto one of the stools for the kitchen island.
"I honestly don't know what my Grandfather did. He was really secretive, and hated everyone in the family. Except me obviously." You opened up the fridge and sighed. You turned to the large walk in pantry and sighed again.
"No food?"  Porco asked.
"No food."  You replied sadly.
"No food?!" Colt cried out. You shook you head.
"There won't be anything in the esky either, so I'll have to go shopping." You sighed, sprawling out you arms and laying your head on the counter.
Porco reached out a hand to pat you gently.
"There there. I'll go with you."  He said. You raised your head up slightly and gave him a pained smile. You turned to Colt.
"I probably won't come as I very much would like some rest." He said. You rolled your eyes with a smile and pointed past the living room.
"Go up the staircase and all the bedrooms with doors opened are for you guys. You can choose which one you want." He skipped off to go find a room he liked, obviously pleased he got first choice. Just then Marcel and Reiner walked in, carrying most of the luggage. Eskies were placed in the kitchen neatly and everything that would still be used was put away in their respective places. You told the two what you had told Colt and you were on your way.

Porco and you sat in the car, it wasn't awkward but it wasn't ideal. The shops were a five minute drive luckily so when you hopped out of the car, you dragged him by the arm inside.

He ended up behind the trolley as you were murmuring about what you needed to get.
"Let's start and the fresh produce and make our way down?" You ask to which he nodded in reply.  "Grab anything you want, I don't mind!" You said as you were choosing apples. A bag of green and a bag of red, into the trolley. You watched him reach over to the mangoes.
"We do have a mango tree at the house. Actually we grow a lot there." You said thinking for a moment. "But do grab some, I have no idea if they'll be ripe or not yet." He nodded and proceeded to pick a couple out. You walked around the fruit and vegetable section, before plucking a grape and tasting it. You giggled before picking up the bag and threw a singular grape at Porco. It hit the back of his neck and he turned around slowly.

You gulped as he held up a long stalk of rhubarb threateningly. Your eyes widened as he speedily walked over.
"Wait no I'm sorry! Don't kill me..." he looked over you, and jabbed you with it over and over.
"Ow ow ahaha ow!" He was hitting you with it gently as you picked up a cucumber to slap him with. Behind you someone cleared their throat.
An old man was looking on disapprovingly. Both of you straightened up. You gave the man a small smile to which he returned with a glare. Porco and you sped off into the next aisle, having everything you needed.

A chuckle from behind you caused you to whip your head around so fast it gave you whiplash.
"Ouch." You groaned. Porco's eyes were filled with laughter.
"You okay there?" He said, a small smirk painted on his face. You nodded with a smile before proceeding to walk away. You picked up a box of your favourite cereal and threw it into the trolley that Porco was pushing.
"Nice." He said.
The two of you went down the aisles, picking out anything that interested you.

At this point, you were sitting on the front of the trolley, balancing precariously as Porco pushed you through the aisles.
"Turn please!" You said as the healthcare and other items aisle came into view. Porco complied, making a sharp turn that made you giggle. You hopped off in front of the face masks and proceeded to chuck some in the trolley. You grabbed nail polish, and nail polish remover before resuming your seat in the edge of the trolley.  You made eye contact with Porco, and he raised an eyebrow in a silent question.
"I usually force the guys into having a self care night. We usually snack on wine and cheeses and fancy snacks, gossip, and often cry about something." You said with a smile.  Porco looked mildly concerned but opted to not ask about it.
"So that's why Marcel has come home with nail polish..." he said. You laughed and nodded.
"Probably! You don't have to join in if you don't want to." You picked up some snacks and chocolates. Porco didnt say anything in reply so you continued. "Don't worry, it probably won't be tonight as we're all too tired. But we can wait until you're more comfortable with me until we do stuff like that."  You turned to look at him. The expression on his face was unreadable, but he just nodded.

After paying, you walked into the liquor store and came out with a few different types of beers. The two of you loaded everything into the car, and you took the trolley back. You took a run up, trolley rattling like an old skeleton as you pushed all your weight onto it, allowing your feet to rise up off the ground.

Unbeknownst to you, Porco watched your every move, absolutely despising the fluttering in his stomach.