(Inosuke is wearing the hoodie above uwu)
The door opens revealing Hisa san, she gives a happy smile, and welcomes you in, Inosuke is right behind her making a confident yet nervous expression.
"Oh, it's a girl?" Your dad says, entering first.
"I'm a dude!" Inosuke says, fighting back the anger.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, please forgive me!" Your dad laughs apologetically
"You're cool." Inosuke nods.
He looks as if he's holding his breath. Your mom comes in next, and smiles.
"Thank you for having us tonight, we're so happy to be here!" Mom says.
Hisa San nods.
Inosuke smiles, and the little white bubbles appear around him, happy to hear your mother's words.
And finally you come in.
Inosuke stares at you, head to toe, you look beautiful in your dress, absolutely gorgeous.
His pupils dilate, and his face heats up, seeing you dressed beautifully sparks a weird feeling in his chest.
"Hey you two, I appreciate you making dinner for us, you really didn't have to, you're awfully kind." You say, shaking Hisa sans hand.
You then stand next to Inosuke and wave a small hello, but he's still frozen staring at your dress.
Well that's what you thought for a second but his eyes are on your chest, since the dress is a little tight on you.
You glare and snap your fingers infront of his face, bringing him back to reality, and you mouth to him that your eyes are up here.
He quickly looks anywhere else and blushes madly.
"Please please, take a seat." Hisa says, pointing towards the dining room
You, your parents, Inosuke and Hisa San all make their way to the dining room.
You sit between your parents and Hisa and Inosuke sit infront of you and your family.
She made some Tempura, rice, soup, fish, and some sushi's. They all look so yummy.
"Please help yourself!" Hisa San beams.
"It smells wonderful." You say.
"Oh thank you dearie." Hisa San says.
Inosuke reaches his hand for the tempura and you kick him under the table.
He glares at you and gives you a what did I do wrong face.
You eye his chopsticks and look back at him while tapping on your own chopsticks.
He realizes what your saying and rolls his eyes, he then grabs his chopsticks and grabs some Tempura.
"So, I heard Inosuke was raised by boars is it true?" Your dad says.
"Ah he was! A young man on a hike found him and took him back to civilization, he was 10 years old then." Hisa says.
"I adopted him soon afterward." Hisa smiles.
"How lovely, what was it like Inosuke?" Your dad says.
"Uhm... fun, I played with a bunch of animals, I can even withstand the rain!" Inosuke grins.
"That's amazing! You must have adapted, what was it like for you to get adopted?" Mom says.
"Uhmmm... I felt like I was in a giant rock! It looked really weird, and I wanted to go back to the forest really badly." Inosuke says, scratching the back of his head.
"And you just started attending a human school, so how was your first week?" Dad says.
Inosuke sweats anxiously, nervous a bit by all the questions, he knows they're interested since not all humans have lived the way he has but being attacked with so much questions gets stressful for him and hard for him to think.
"I-it was fine." Inosuke mumbles.
"Did you not like it?" Dad says.
"Uhhh..." he freezes.
You notice he's tensing up a bit, so you tap on him with your foot, he looks annoyed and upset, you give him a it's gonna be okay look to try and make him feel better.
He relaxes his shoulders, your smile makes him feel less stressed.
"It was really different! Gran taught me weird things at home, but learning them at that place is even weirder, and harder." Inosuke says.
"Haha, you don't have to like it, nobody does really, school is really difficult, but hey, we can get through it the more we try hard hm?" Mom smiles.
Inosuke nods, and looks down.
He was so busy answering questions he hasn't really ate much of his food which is surprising, he usually snarfs it down. He must be trying really hard to make your parents like him, and even maintaining polite table manners is extremely surprising for you.
It gets silent and people eat for a bit. Then your parents start a conversation up with Hisa San, leaving you and Inosuke silent just eating your food.
(Random question time: is it just me or whenever you're having dinner with your parents and someone else, even other family members like with aunts and uncles or wutever the adults talk way more to eachother than the kids so you just sit there like: 👁👄👁)
Eventually you get full, and finish up, as well as Inosuke.
Inosuke stands up, and motions you to follow him, you do so and stand up, your parents are too hooked into the conversation to care.
You both go upstairs, and he takes you to his room.
"Welcome to my lair!" Inosuke cackles.
It's messy, very messy.
"Looks like a teenage cave." You smirk.
"It's art shut up." Inosuke says, plopping onto his bed.
You glance around his room, he has posters up of the forest, they're really pretty. He must have them to make him feel at home.
He also has a TV with some game consoles, that makes you grin so you look at what games he has.
"Interested in my games?!" Inosuke smirks, sitting up and walking up next to you.
"Yeah, I play some video games myself. What do you usually play?" You say.
"Minecraft." Inosuke says.
"PFFFFFFTTT I KNEW IT YOU SEEM LIKE A MINECRAFT KID!" You laugh.
"HOWS THAT FUNNY?!" He yells.
"It's just cute!" You giggle.
His face lightens up, making him feel all tingly inside.
You clap your hand against your mouth.
"Shit, we're rivals I shouldn't say that." You say.
"Tch, I don't care." Inosuke sighs. "Hey, What's with your parents?" Inosuke frowns.
"What do you mean?" You say.
"Well, your moms cool, but your dad, he never said anything nice, he just kept asking me questions." Inosuke grumbles.
"My dads like that, he's a pretty serious person." You say.
"Hm." Inosuke grumbles.
"Do you remember anything about your biological parents?" You ask.
"They ran some...blood tests? They found my dad, but my mom, was murdered, before she put me in the wild." Inosuke grumbles.
"Oh, I'm sorry about your mom, wait so if you have a dad why aren't you with him?" You say.
"He's a drug addict." Inosuke says.
"Oh..." you say.
"So... do you know who killed your mom?" You say.
"Uhhh no, they must be very skilled if they haven't found them yet." Inosuke says.
"They found her body though, buried her, Gran makes me visit her sometimes, I never really knew her so I don't really know what the hell to do when I'm there." Inosuke says.
"I don't even know what she looks like." Inosuke says plopping down against the floor.
"I'm really sorry." You say, placing an arm on his shoulder.
He stares at your hand against his shoulder and looks back at you, whenever you touched him he tensed up.
"If you could say anything to her now, what would you say?" You smile.
He looks down, he's never thought of that before.
"Uhhh.... h-hi?" He smiles awkwardly.
"Haha! Well duh! But if you have any questions for her and she could answer any what would you ask?" You say.
"Ummm...." he thinks.
"Did she throw me out because I look like a girl?" Inosuke frowns.
Your eyes widen, and your heart stops.
"Oh my god, no no no no no, of course she wouldn't, of course she wouldn't. Please don't think that! I bet she loved you so so so so much!" You say pulling him into a hug.
His heart skips a beat, and his cheeks flush red, you're so close, you've never hugged him before.
His arms get all shaky. And he awkwardly puts his arms around you.
"She was murdered right? She probably did it to protect you! She probably had to hide you! To atleast give you some sort of a chance at surviving!!" You say, hugging him tighter.
"I.. don't think-" he says.
"Well you better think! No way did she abandon you out of hate! She probably wanted to protect you!" You say.
"I- dont think I can breathe." He says.
"Oh! sorry, just hearing you say that made me feel bad.." you say getting off of him
His cheeks are red, and he's looking anywhere but at you.
"You think what you said is true?" Inosuke suddenly says.
"Think? Oh please! I know!" You say.
He smirks
"You're kind. Thanks." Inosuke says.
"Yeah! Dont ever think your mom didnt love you not even for a second!" You say.
He stares at you, with shimmery eyes.
"Promise me!" You glare.
"I-I promise." He says
You grab his pinky and intertwine it with yours and shake it.
"What the hell are you doing?" He says, staring at your hands.
"Pinky promise." You say.
He blinks, and continues staring at your pinkies together, he feels like he can hear some sort of familiar song in his head but he can't really remember it.
"(Y/n)!" Your parents yell.
"Oh I have to go, bye!" You say running down the stairs.
"Oi! Wait a second!" He yells.
"What? I have to go!" You say.
"I don't want to be rivals anymore." He says.
You turn around and look at him, your eyes widen.
"What?" You say.
"You're... what's it called... best friend!" Inosuke says, giving you a serious yet sincere look.
"I... um..." you say, looking down, anxiously.
"(Y/n)! We have to go!" Your parents yell.
"I'll text you, okay? I have to go, bye!" You say, running down the stairs.
He slowly walks down the stairs right behind you to watch you and your family leave.
"It was lovely being here tonight, and thank you for the dinner it was delicious." Dad says, walking out the door
"You have a good rest of your evening, okay?" Mom smiles.
"Thank you for the food Hisa San, and I'll talk to you later Inosuke, goodbye!" You bow and walk out the door.
As you exit the house, and walk across the street, the words linger around in your head, best friend? Really? That's a bit... much if you've only known eachother for a week right?
Why are you suddenly thinking it's okay? He's annoying, you aren't supposed to get along... right?
Inosuke looks through the blinds, and watches as you enter your house, as soon as the door to your house shuts, the blinds flip back to their original position.