I looked at him a bit shocked, but he seemed serious, "Haruhi, are you, maybe questioning your sexuality?" I asked him seriously, "OH Uhm, no, I don't know, I was just, curious is all" he smiled awkwardly.
"uh, well, I was quite young ehe" I didn't know if I wanted to specify my age, "how young is, quite young?" he raised a brow, I could feel the heat rising to my cheeks as I recollected my memories.
"Well, about, 9-10?" I laughed my words off, but he seemed uncaring about that at all, "wow, that young huh?" he asked in a curious tone, I scratch the back of my neck a bit flustered, before a knock interrupted the conversation, "Dinner time Princess, Boys" My father spoke in a loud tone and avoiding coming into the room.
"Thank you, we will be down in just a second" I respond which was followed by footsteps leading away from the room. I stand up with a bit of effort as my legs wobble a little bit, but I don't take long to steady myself though.
I hold out my hand to the boy who was still seated, "come on, let's go" I smiled down at him as he reluctantly took my hand and I pulled him up with no effort at all.
His hands felt so soft and warm against my own like silk. Was it normal to not really wanting to let go?
"Come on! I'll beat you guys down there at this rate!" my attention landed on my brother who had a smile on his face, challenging us.
I went running before realising, I stopped dead in my tracks before I dragged the poor boy, my face heated up, "Oh my god, I'm sorry!" I pulled my hand away from his but he didn't seem to care either way.
All he did was smile before he walked past me and out the door.
A damn smile and I felt my heart get ready to leap from my chest.
A god damn cute smile that set off a funny feeling in my stomach.
God, what was this? It was an odd feeling, but, I think I enjoyed it.
"Y/n? Are you coming?" my brother wandered back in and knocked loudly on my wall trying to catch my attention, "oh, yeah, right away" I responded, turning towards him. He gave me a concerned look before leading me towards the staircase with Haruhi.
I felt so at ease, with Haruhi with me, it like, makes my soul happy.
"After you" he gestured down the stairs and I just smiled, I held my head high and tried looking as high and mighty as possible, and by that, I mean, I tried looking as snobby as I could while walking down those damn stairs.
I heard my brother and Haruhi snorting on their laughter behind me, so I rushed ahead of them further, into the dining room.
The table was almost empty.
My mother at one end of the table, my father would sit at the other, but it seems he'd be in the kitchen with the cooks.
It was a longish table, not one for family discussion really, 8 seats on the side, 2 at either end in total 10 people.
"Good Evening, Mother" I bowed respectfully, and she just grunted in response and waved her fragile, delicate, and easily breakable hand at me.
I pull out the seat of my regular spot and sit in my usual seat at the table, the 5th seat in a row from Mother, and 3 from Father.
'Ahem,' it was more like a cough than an interruption, a raspy cough. I look at my mother as the two boys finally entered the room, she was glaring at me.
"You have a guest, do you not? Help him into his seat" she regarded me very lowly, "Eric" a smile arose to her face upon seeing the boys enter the room. God.
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