Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Nineteen⤛

Colt, Reiner and Marcel came back and everyone ordered.
Drinks came first, you going for your favourite juice as you preferred to be sober when driving. A small basket of bread sticks were brought out as an appetiser to you nibbled on one, wanting to save enough space for your favourite Italian dish you ordered. Colt and Marcel were arguing about something, the tips of their ears a rosy red from the alcohol. Reiner was staring into the bottom of his glass dejectedly next to you, and Porco was twirling a breadstick around his fingers across from you.

You poked Reiner gently, and he looked up, his eyes filled with sorrow.
"What's up Rein?" You asked. He replied his a sigh and a little murmur of apology.
"Hey, hey it's okay. Don't apologise. What's up?" You spoke softly and quietly as if he was a timid animal and you were trying to coax him to you. Which you were in a way.

"I'm sorry. Nothing's wrong. I don't know. I'm sorry petal." He cried quietly, tears silently dripping down his face. Unbeknownst to you, Porco was watching you two interact from across the table. You rubbed Reiner's back soothingly and hummed to him quietly. After a minute, his tears stopped and he starting humming along with you. You smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Thanks (N/n). And sorry." He said. Those words held the weight of the world, they meant so much but you brushed it off.

"Rein. I've said it every time. It's more than okay and helping you isn't a problem at all." You smiled as he looked at you with adoration.

"You're like a big sister sometimes." Colt chimed in, making you jump.
"Or a younger sister on other occasions." Marcel said. You laughed.

"The perfect mix." Reiner said patting your head. You smiled and looked at all of them, finally aware of the eyes boring into you.
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"The perfect mix..." he murmured to himself, as he watched you smile at all the boys. The two of you made eye contact, and he swore your smile grew a little bigger. He gave a light smile back to ensure that he wasn't upset or anything.

The food came, hot and delicious. Everyone ate theirs within minutes, with the exception of you struggling to finish it all. You played with it; moving it around your plate with a fork while your other hand rested on your stomach. This went one for a while as you and the men talked until Porco sighed. You looked a cross at him and saw him pick up his fork and pick up your food with it.

"Eat."
Stunned, you opened your mouth and he placed the fork inside carefully. This continued on, two others watching on interested and surprised, the other filming with a smirk.

"This is what I'll be showing at your wedding." He cackled.

"I'm gonna get a tiramisu for dessert," Colt patted his stomach as he looked at the menu.
"What flavours of gelato do they have Colt?" Reiner said, peering over. Colt shifted so he could look at the menu properly. While they conversed, you groaned.

"I don't think I can get dessert. I wouldn't be able to finish it cause someone made me eat all my dinner." You grinned playfully at Porco and he rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

"You need to eat real food love. Not desserts." He tapped your nose lightly, laughing as you crossed your eyes to keep it in vision.

"I'm an adult. I can do what I want." You huffed,eyes narrowing when you heard Marcel say he wanted cannoli.
"You're an adult yet you want to eat sweets instead of being healthy." He laughed. You rolled your eyes. "Y'know, if you roll your eyes far enough you might loose them in the back of your head." He teased. You pouted, eyeing the desserts the others bought, craving one, but not wanting to waste anything.

"Can I get a semifreddo please?" Porco said to the waitress that you didn't notice come over.
"What flavour would you like?" She asked. Porco turned to you.
"I think vanilla will be good thanks. Can I get some whipped cream and gelato with it?" He asked. She nodded and announced that it would be ready soon. He smirked at you when she left, the dejected look never leaving your face.

You two sat in silence as Colt, Reiner and Marcel carried on about cars or something. The waitress returned with the delicious looking dessert. You turned away from it, your mouth watering just at the glimpse of it.

"(Y/n)~." Porco sung smugly making you screw your eyes shut. "Look at how good it looks!" He continued.
"Pock sh-" as you opened your mouth, he shoved the spoon in with a cackle. Your eyes teared up as you melted at the taste.
"It'sho good!" You mumbled around the spoon. Porco's laugh echoed throughout, drawing the eyes of everyone to the scene. You continued to eat half of the dessert before giving up and handing the spoon back to Porco. He raised an eyebrow before eating the half you left for him.

"Oh wow it is really good." He murmured. Your eyes widened in surprise.
"You didn't try any?"
"No. I got it for you." He said like it was the most obvious think in the world. You made an incoherent noise and looked down at your hands, hiding the crimson creeping up your face.

"Thanks..." you murmured as you were all leaving the restaurant.
"Hmm?" He raised an eyebrow and turned around to look at you. "It's okay princess."

"Marcel turn down there!" Reiner called ahead to Marcel who was escorting a tipsy Colt to the car. You giggled as they stumbled.
"Absolute idiots. Who let the lightweight drink?" Porco shook his head.
"I thought he could do with a little bit of wine." Reiner scratched the back of his neck sheepishly. Porco made a noise of disapproval before jogging to catch up to the others. You patted Reiner's back comfortingly.

"It's okay Rein. You meant well." You said, walking with your arm around his arm. "He should learn to drink in moderation." You added pursing your lips. He laughed faintly.

"Thanks (Y/n) for tonight. You're always there when I need you." He said, looking down at you. You smile kindly and slightly exasperated.

"Reiner. I've said this so many times. I'm always going to be here and I'm always going to be more than happy to help. You're my best friend and I'd do anything for you." You pulled him into a hug. He wrapped his arms around you and buried his head in the crook of your neck.

"You're the best friend I could ever ask for."