𝐍𝐘𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐀 ࿓ 𝙏. 𝙆𝘼𝙈𝘼𝘿𝙊

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"INOOO!"

"(N/NNN)!!"

You jumped into Inosuke's wide open arms, cackling with laughter from all the commotion the two of you had caused as soon as you alongside your family came inside the house. "I missed you!" you whined out, snuggling into Inosuke's chest while he landed a gentle slap on your head, a playful smirk on his face.

"I missed your dumbass too!" he remarked, spinning you around in his arms before the two of you let go of each other. You shared a toothy grin with him. "Lets go play Minecraft—" Inosuke was interrupted by his excited mother who came right out of the kitchen, arms wide open.

"(Y/n)-Chan!!" she exclaimed, your eyes brightening before running into your best friend's mother's arms. Giggling along the way. "I'm so glad you made it out okay!" you said, happy that Inosuke's mother was able to get out of the surgery with no major casualties.

"And I'm glad I get to see my favourite girl!!" she had said, patting your head lovingly as she kept on embracing you. You looked up at her and gave her a big smile before you let go, receiving another head pat.

"You look even prettier today, Hashibira-Chan!" you had exclaimed, which only made the young woman feel flattered from the random compliment. She could only giggle before her green eyes noticed your parents watching the scene with smiles on their faces.

She quickly went over to your mother and give her a hug, since her and your mother used to be good friends in high school as well. "Good of you guys to come!" she had said, your mom smiling with a nod.

"Mhm! I'm glad we came, I missed your mother's cooking!" she had stated, Inosuke's mother leading her into the living room while your dad seemed offended on how he wasn't greeted.

"Dad, you can come play with me and Ino!" you had told him, Inosuke quickly laughing as he agreed with the idea. "Oh.. Now I'm rather scared." your father said, taking off his shoes before you and Inosuke dragged him to the living room where Inosuke's switch was set up.

You quickly turn the TV on along with the Nintendo Switch, taking out the controllers and games. "Let's play Mario Kart! I bet I'll obliterate you guys!" you challenged, smirking with triumph as you put the game card in. You tossed a controller to both your dad and your best friend.

"OH YOU'RE ON!!" Inosuke had screeched, your dad snorting before he started threatening you on how many chores you'd do if he lost. "Whatever dad! Like I give a shit.." you had mumbled out, your mother quickly picking the curse word up and bickering with you on how to stop yourself from cursing so much.

And thus, the game finally started. Your father, Inosuke and yourself were yelling at each other over what character to choose.

.⋆𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟⋆.

You sat down in between your mother and Inosuke on the dinner table, smiling and laughing as Inosuke's grandmother brought out tons of food from the kitchen where she had resided. Your eyes glimmered while drool came out of your mouth from spotting all the sushi, shrimp tempura, rice, ohagi, salmon, onigiris.. any other traditional Japanese foods anyone could imagine.

Suddenly you felt lucky that you had the same appetite as Inosuke, since the two of you could eat all day without gaining not one pound of weight.

"ITADAKIMASU!!" you and Inosuke yelled in unison before gobbling down plates and plates of food, your parents clearly embarrassed that their daughter was acting in such a manner.

But what could they say? The Hashibira's were like a second family to you, so you always felt extremely comfortable in their presence. Especially since they would never judge you for the things you do.

"Damn—THIS IS SO GOOD!" you said between munching on the homemade sushi, tears of joy flooding out of your eyes from the delicious food that was laid out in front of you. Ready to be devoured.

Your mother hummed with content as she also enjoyed the food, but ate in a more delicate way since she was a mature, and responsible adult.. Yet she wished her husband would be the same.

Here he was, your father, swallowing down his plate in the matter of seconds. Chugging down his glass that was filled with the most perfect whiskey every now and then. And surprisingly enough, the cook was also enjoying herself.

Though she was still frail, she was eating a lot of food in the matter of seconds. A small and satisfied smile on her lips since the food had come out nicely.

And everytime you'd spare Inosuke a glance, it's as if the two of you were having a mental debate together on how delicious the food is.

.⋆𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟⋆.

"You're lucky for having a grandma that's as talented as yours in cooking!"

You had said as you spammed the control buttons on your phone, lying on your stomach with Inosuke behind you. Screaming alongside you.

You were now currently playing Roblox, and the game that you were playing was a weird running head one where tons of literal running heads would chase you in different mazes. It made your anxiety feel terrible, since the game was awkwardly funny yet terrifying.

"I feel that I'm lucky as well." he had answered, going back to being quiet since he was rather focused on jumping on the top of their heads.

You rolled your eyes, smiling nonetheless as you easily outran his character. It made him screech in response before he kicked your leg, and you winced from the pain before you kicked him back harder.

"Have you decided on what you're finally going to do about your confession?" Inosuke's question made your eyes widen as you almost dropped your phone.

He gives you a side eye, urging for you to answer his question. You ponder a bit, lips slightly trembling before you decided on what to say.

"Can I be honest with you?" you asked hesitantly.

"Uh, sure.." he said, eyebrows raising as his eyes glimmered with curiosity.

"I'm still gonna do it, but I'm fucking terrified."

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