Road To Us || Porco Galliard

⤜Chapter Forty-Four⤛

You woke up the next day, yawning and turning over to look at your phone. Nine am. And by the sounds of it, no one else was awake. Your stomach cramps had somewhat subsided but you were craving something sweet for breakfast.

So, once in the kitchen you began making a childhood favourite: milo pancakes. You were almost finished making them when all the boys jogged through the door in a line.

"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"Good morning."
"Good morning."

You blinked in confusion before shrugging to yourself and finishing up in the kitchen. You piled the pancakes on a plate and the toppings in bowls and set the table for everyone.

"Thanks for breakfast, love." Porco came in first, towel around his neck as he kissed your temple and wrapped his arms around your waist.

"Did you go for a run this morning with the boys?" You smile and caress one of his hands that held you.

"Yeah. And worked on the treehouses a bit. We've been up since about five." He let you go and started washing up the pan and other things you used for cooking.

"It looks so good. Thank you (Y/n)!" Colt came in next, hugging you before sitting at the table with Kurama in his arms.

"Are you taking her back down with us?" You asked him as Marcel walked it.

"Please god no." Marcel shuddered and sat the furthest away he could from Colt and his furry companion. "Thanks for breakfast by the way."

"Milo pancakes. Yum." Reiner grabbed a fistful of said food and shoved it in his mouth.

"Oi! Don't be a grubby glutton!" Colt hissed and threw a spoon at him.

"Colt, don't throw cutlery." Marcel thwacked the blonde on the head with a fork.

"So much for a nice breakfast." Porco snaked his arms around from behind you and dropped his head on yours. You sighed and nodded carefully.

"Oh well. Wanna take ours outside?" You suggested. He nodded and the two of you quietly snuck in and served yourself breakfast to take outside. The two of you sat on an outdoor couch, enjoying the morning together.

"How much packing do we have to do today?" Porco asked after a while. You groaned and flopped your head on his shoulder.

"We should get it all done today so we're not pressed for time." You replied with a sigh. He nodded and pressed a kiss to your temple, making you smile and giggle.

"Hopefully the moron trio will get their stuff sorted." The corners of Porco's mouth lifted in a half smile as he trash talked his friends. "I swear they all share one half functioning braincell."

You shook your head with a smile. "I'm sure it'll all be good. Who knows, we might even be packed in time for you guys to go to the beach."

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This was not the case.

Colt had been running around for the past hour trying to find his favourite pair of socks. All his frantic searching was done with a terrified Kurama in his arms.

Marcel and Reiner had finished packing up all their stuff and had started on cleaning but had broken the vacuum cleaner.

Porco was helping you do the washing of dirty clothes. All the pillowcases and blankets and sheets would be done tomorrow.

"Reiner and Marcel are heading to go get a new vacuum. You need anything else?" Porco said, pausing his hanging of washing to check his phone.

"Yeah, laundry detergent and stuff for dinner tonight. If they can pick up snacks for the trip down today it'd be good." You told him so he could relay it back to them. "Hey look, aren't these Colt's socks?"

"You found my socks?" Colt stuck his head out the window the moment you mentioned his treasured item of clothing.

"Yeah they were in the wash." Porco told him as he threw them up to the boy.

"Wait no can you hang them up? I can't exactly use them if they're wet." Colt threw them back down.

"Yeah yeah, can you clean the living room and the study?" You asked him as you slung his socks up. "Well as much as you can do without the vacuum."

"Yeah of course." Colt went back inside. You chuckled to yourself as you continued hanging up the washing with Porco.

"I don't get why you guys aren't using the dryer?" Colt yelled out after about thirty seconds.

"Well it'd be a waste of electricity!" Porco replied.

"It's a wonderful day out!" You added. Colt went silent once again and you casted a glance at Porco who was counting down quietly.

"One."

"So are you guys official yet?"

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At about seven in the evening, almost everything was clean and you had the ingredients to make pizzas for dinner. The spectacular idea Marcel and Reiner had whilst buying you a new vacuum was for everyone to make their own pizzas for dinner.

It was actually a pretty good idea.

It was calm, the spreading of tomato paste was serene; not at all violent. The sprinkling of cheese was elegant, barely a peep was heard from anyone. Except for when Porco force fed a lactose intolerant Reiner a handful of mozzarella.

But otherwise it was great fun. Watching Marcel watch the pizzas impatiently when they were in the oven.

"Can we put on Friends?" Colt asked you as the two of you made garlic bread.

"Eew that's for basic hoes." Porco turned up his nose.

"Yeah sure we can put it on. It's pretty good." You smiled and Reiner went to go get Netflix up on the TV.

"I mean yeah it's a great show." Porco attempted to redeem himself but was rewarded with a laugh from you and a snap on his shoulder from his brother.

"Dude." Was al Marcel had to say for him as he walked back to watch the oven.

"Where do you wanna watch from?" Reiner asked, flicking through episodes.

"Oh season seven or eight." Marcel called out.

And that's how you found yourself tucked under you boyfriend's arm, his brother on his other side, Colt on yours and Reiner sobbing on the floor.

Season 8 episode 12 had him bawling like a baby. You smiled softly to yourself, leaning into Porco a bit more. He returned the gesture by pulling you closer, making you wish that things could stay like this forever.

But all good things must come to an end.