⤜Chapter Thirteen⤛

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You woke up to the smell of bacon being cooked and loud voices down stairs. Groggily, you made your way out of bed and almost tumbled down the stairs. You saw the boys in the kitchen as you walked through the living room and they seemed to be bickering about something.
Going unnoticed by the boys, you hoisted yourself into on of the kitchen island stools.
"What are you guys doing?" You ask,  still rubbing the sleep from your eyes.
"Oh good morning!"
"Good morning sleeping beauty."  The two Galliard brothers turned to you first as Colt and Reiner were still caught up in whatever it was they were doing . Reiner gave you a small smile and a nod and Colt waved with a grin and the two continued with their tasks.

"We decided to make breakfast." Marcel said, smiling as he flipped the French toast.
"Savoury French toast?" You question, just noticing what the man was doing.
"Oh yeah! It goes better with the bacon and eggs." He said.
"You were still asleep and we didn't want to wake you up." Porco said from where he was chopping up tomatoes. You smiled at him.
"I love you guys. You're all so sweet." You say, laying your head on the counter in exhaustion. You slip your phone out of your pocket, taking notice of the time.
"10am? Guys you should've woken me up!" You groaned. You weren't mad. Just disappointed.
"You've been driving and cooking for us, the least we could do was let you sleep in." Colt said.

Breakfast was served up 5 minutes later with everyone gathered at the dining table.
"Ooh it's really good!" You say digging in. The boys laughed.
"Doesn't even compare to your cooking (Y/n)." Reiner said. The other boys made noises of agreement.
"Don't say that. You'll get better with practice."

Breakfast was eaten and you insisted to do the washing up.
"You cooked so it's only fair that I clean." You argued, tugging on a plate that was in Porco's hands.
"You're going to break the plate princess, calm down." He said, pulling the plate towards him sharply. You, being as stubborn as a mule held onto it, falling straight into Porco's chest.

An arm reached out and grabbed you before you did though. You looked up to see Reiner holding you back from falling face first onto the floor. You smiled up at him. While you and Porco were squabbling like birds, Colt and Marcel cleaned up. Well Colt mainly cleaned and Marcel helped when he wasn't taking pictures of you guys.

"Can you hurry up please?" Your voice rung out from downstairs where you were waiting with Porco, Reiner and Colt. Marcel was in his room trying to find something he swore he packed. He thumped down the stairs, a small drown etched into his face.
"I could've sworn I packed it." He mumbled. You patted his back.
"I'm sure it'll be fine."

You were on the roof-racks of your car, tightly strapping down the surf boards down. With one last pull on the ratchet strap, you nodded to yourself before quickly lowering yourself into the driver's seat of the car. It was 12pm and everyone was excited to hit the beach. To your surprise, Reiner hopped in the back, quickly followed by Colt and Marcel who were pushing each other in with small snickers. You shrugged at their antics, not really concerned. Porco slid into the passenger seat and you gave him a few moments to buckle up before driving off.

"Aux cord please." Colt made grabby hands. Everyone sighed as Porco, with visible reluctance, handed him the chord. He then proceeded to let out a noise that could only be described as a hyena choking before the intro to "Poker Face" started playing.

It started on the repeat of the intro, with Marcel and Colt quietly saying:
"Ma ma ma maa... Ma ma ma maa..."
You could see Reiner put in his AirPods in the rearview mirror.  Marcel and Colt were still singing the intro.
"I wanna hold em like they do in Texas please."  Porco sung quietly.
"Fold em, let em hit me, raise it baby, stay with me." You sung, Colt adding the little "I love it." At the end.
The four of you continued singing, Marcel and Colt acting like they were on a show, Porco just singing normally and you jamming out as you drove. Now and then you'd turn to look at Reiner to see his cringing face staring out the window.

You had gone through Poker Face, Bad Romance, Judas, and Just Dance, by the time you had arrived at the beach. Reiner opened the door so fast and almost fell out in his attempt to escape. Porco laughed at this before helping you with getting the boards down.

"That's the last one!" You called to Reiner who was gently placing the boards on the floor. Colt was sitting on a small stereo which somehow managed to stay in on piece as the man perched on it. Marcel had gone down the beach with the beach tent and towels. You climbed from the roof to stand on the opened window or the car. From there you jumped off, almost landing badly but Porco appeared to steady you. In his arms you smiled at him and said your thanks. You turned away before you could see the light dusting of pink settle on his face. Colt however, snapped a picture and sent it to the group chat of him, Marcel and Reiner.

There were already a couple of pictures on there...
the one when he basically carried you to the showers and back... him unconsciously cuddling you when the cat whiskers were drawn on his face...
A couple from earlier on in the day when you two were fighting over the cleaning and a few more. It had only been five days and the two of you acted like you've known each other for years.

Colt carried a soft foam board, as he wasn't comfortable enough to ride a proper board. Reiner was carrying his and Marcel's, whilst Provo was carrying yours and his.  He had plucked it out of your arms easily, pointing at the little stereo for you to carry. You pouted slightly, before picking it up reluctantly and following him to the beach.

The sand was hot on the bottom of your feet, causing you to do a little dance to avoid them getting too sore or burnt. You spotted Marcel and the beach tent a few meters away. You ran over to him, desperate to get off the sand. He had it placed so that it got a nice breeze in, but faced away from the sun. You placed the stereo down, and waited impatiently for the others.

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