Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Thirty-Six⤛

You awoke to someone whispering your name and shaking your shoulder gently, the harsh sun burning your skin.

"(Y/n). Wake up and eat something." Porco's voice was distorted as you tried to pull yourself from your slumber.

The warm, sweet smell of freshly baked pastries woke you up in an instant, your eyes snapping wide open and mouth watering. Porco was leaning into the car trying to wake you up and a large paper bag sat on the dashboard.

"So that wakes you up." He raises an eyebrow with a playful smirk. You roll your eyes and yawn before looking past him and out the window. You were parked outside a little bakery and you could see Colt and Reiner leaning against the van and eating. You peered in the bag to find an assortment of different baked goods and you smiled.

"I didn't know what you'd like so I just got a few." Porco shrugged and looked away. His thoughtfulness made you smile as you looked through the bag, finding one you liked before starting to eat.

"Thanks Pock." You smile, making his cheeks warm as he looked away.

"Yeah whatever. Do you want a drink?" He asked. You hummed before moving to get up. He gently pushed you back down.

"I'll go get it. You just stay here and eat. What would you like?" He asked, avoiding eye contact. Well it was fine as you couldn't have looked at him either, not with the pink staining your cheeks.

You finally managed to stutter out what you wanted and he nodded before walking away rather quickly.

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"Please make it stop." Colt groaned, one hand covering his eyes as he peeked through the gaps. The other hand was holding his ham and cheese croissant that Kurama was enjoying.

"They look like lovesick high schoolers. It makes me sick." Reiner added, throwing in a gagging sound. Marcel chuckled and shook his head.

"I think it's cute." He started speaking, defending you and his brother.

"Wouldn't you prefer for them to just stop dancing around and get together?" Colt cut him off before he could continue. Marcel scrunched up his face before sighing.

"It seems a bit rushed. They haven't known each other for very long." He scratched the back of his neck as he watched his brother jog over to you, drinks in hand.

"Romeo and Juliet lasted about three days."

"Bro that was a love story between like a thirteen year old and a seventeen year old that resulted in three deaths."

"Okay yeah bad analogy."

Reiner and Marcel deadpanned as Colt shrugged. "Seriously though. I've never seen the two of them act like this. I don't really believe in soulmates but when I look at them..." he trailed off. Reiner hummed in thought.

"And it's their choice what they do. We can advise them but it all comes down to what they want." He said, looking at Marcel. With a sigh, Marcel nodded slowly.

"I guess you're right. We have no place to interfere." He murmured with a hand on his chin, rubbing it absentmindedly.

"Now now, who said that?" There was a malicious smirk on Colt's face that made Marcel wince.

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You sat, sipping on your drink as Porco drove. You had your phone plugged into the speaker, one of your calmer playlists stopped it from being a silent drive. It wasn't exactly awkward so much as tense. There were many things that you could think of to make the situation better but you didn't have the guts to.