Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Forty⤛

You woke up with a horrible headache and stomach cramps so to try and get a little bit more comfortable you turned over in your bed with a little groan.

One of these days you were going to rip out your uterus.

You reached out blindly, hand landing on your phone as you cracked an eye open to get a look at the time.

It was currently two in the morning.

You groaned, screeching into your pillow before dragging yourself out of bed to go find something sweet. Or maybe a cup of tea and a hot water bottle would help you get some more sleep.

Anything to help relieve the pain.

You sat on the kitchen counter, waiting for the kettle to boil for you to fill up your hot water bottle. There wasn't any chocolate in the fridge and you were considering driving that ten minutes to the nearest service station to get some.

"You okay?" Porco's sleep-roughened voice startled you. You looked up to him and with a pained groan you shook your head.

"Stupid period." You told him and he nodded.

"I think Reiner finished up the last of the chocolate. Want me to go to the gas station and get you stuff?" He offered.

You smiled at him and shook your head. "You're too sweet. I'll go myself." You told him, pouring the boiled water into your hot water bottle.

"It's too late for you to go out by yourself. We'll go together." He told you, patting your back. "I'll go get hoodies." He walked back up the stairs. It was summer, but the night was cool, so you weren't going to say no. Heat on your abdomen you sighed. Porco came back down, wearing a hoodie while there was another one in his arms. It definitely wasn't one of yours.

He held it out to you and you took it with a smile. "Thanks Pock. Let's go." He nodded, grabbed your car keys and draped and arm over your shoulder.

He forced you to sit in the passenger seat seat so he could drive and you reluctantly agreed.

The drive was quiet, the faint bass of Cigarettes After Sex songs humming from the radio as you sung along under your breath, hot water bottle on your abdomen. 

"Do you need painkillers?" Porco turned slightly to ask you.

"We don't have any left?" You furrowed your brow.

"Yeah, Reiner had a headache and used all of them."

"All of them?" Your face contorted as you worried for the man.

"Don't worry there wasn't many left. I made sure." Porco admitted reluctantly. "I don't hate him enough to do that."

You nodded before smiling at Porco. "You're really sweet Pock."

He remained silent and under the faint illumination that the streetlights gave off, you could see a light blush adorning his face. At this you giggled quietly to yourself, turning back to look at the road as you continued to hum along to the radio.

"Is it this left? Or the next?" Porco asked about five minutes of driving later. You nodded.

"Yeah left here then the servo should be around the corner." Your words were split up by a yawn and Porco chuckled, taking a hand off the gear stick to ruffle your hair.

Eventually the two of you got there, the obnoxiously bright lights temporarily blinding you as you stepped inside the little service station. You took Porco's hand and led him down to the aisle you knew would have confectionary.

The two of you chose out your favourite candies and brands of chocolate before Porco realised he forgot his wallet in the car.

"Don't worry about it, I'm happy to pay. Besides, it's because of me we're out here." You reassured him, adding another bag of candy to the basket. He shook his head.