“So….” Hannah grinned mischievously, lowering her voice so Wendy and Carl wouldn’t hear, “Have you two done it yet?”
“Shut up,” Hunter snarled softly at his slightly older foster sibling, glaring daggers into her forehead but she didn’t seem to notice. Curse her. Carl was putting the finishing touches on the food, scooping out plates which Wendy took to place on the table for them.
Milo felt a small rush of heat go to his cheeks. He quickly looked down and shook his head slightly. As Wendy brought plates of food to the table, he looked back up, the smell of food getting stronger. He took a deep breath, letting out a satisfied breath after.
Wendy set out plates for them, grinning as she set plates down between the three of them, before she and Carl sat down as well to eat. Hannah still looking between the two of them suggestively before Hunter finally sent a glare that made her stop. “So how’d you two find each other?” She asked curiously, and it was Hunter’s turn to turn red.
Milo's eyes widened, he looked at Hunter. Panic was clear in his eyes. He attempted to distract himself from the question by taking a bite. His mouth was instantly flooded with flavor, it was so delicious. He took a breath. "Before we answer your question, I just have to say this is super delicious!"
Carl grinned proudly, “Why thank you Milo, I tried to prepare something a little special today.” Wendy smiled gleefully too, and it gave Hunter enough time to think up an answer.
“We had PE together, and one day I approached him and our chest started glowing,” He explained, a half lie and a half truth. Hannah didn’t seem convinced -she always saw through him for some reason- but she didn’t make another comment.
"Of course, Mr. Kemp!" Milo smiled, both for Carl and at Hunter's response. It was pretty true, just missing a few key details. "Yeah we had seen each other in the halls and stuff but we never talked before that day in PE."
“How sweet,” Wendy remarked, smiling between the two of them, “What did you think? Were you nervous? Happy? Both?” She asked Milo, Carl also listening in intently even though Hunter knew he wasn’t much for romance. Milo was fitting in well with his family, both of his foster parents already adored the guy and he could tell Hannah probably already liked him.
"Well… I was confused. I'm just a random nerdy kid that thinks Quiz Bowl should get more credit than it does and then Hunter's an amazing star football player that seems to be getting better each year. We are parallels that usually never go together, but here we are." Milo took a breath and looked between everyone, then continued talking. "I was almost worried, I had no idea where this would lead me and it scared me. But then I realized there was nothing to worry about, Hunter is the best thing that has come into my life and I'm just so glad we met like this." He turned and smiled at Hunter, his chest glowing a little brighter.
Hunter beamed, pride and joy and love swelling in his heart and he reached under the table to grab Milo’s hand and squeeze. His chest was glowing a little brighter too as he gaze into Milo’s adorable dang eyes. It took a whole heck of a lot of strength to hold himself back from kissing Milo. “I couldn’t agree more. Like how did I end up with some straight A student that is probably the sweetest guy in the universe?” Hunter grinned a little bit more, gosh darn it he didn’t think he’d ever stop smiling because he was in love.
“Awwwww, that’s so sweet!!!” Wendy exclaimed cheerfully, and Carl let out a chuckle.
Hannah smiled at the two of them a little, stabbing a forkful of food and making eye contact with Hunter for half a second before looking at her food and saying, “Alright, enough wishy washy stuff, time to eat.”
Milo squeezed Hunter's hand back as he looked into his eyes. He then turned to Hannah and smiled at her. "Yes, I'm starving! But you know you could've been eating the whole time, right?" He laughed a little and turned to his food. He saw how happy Wendy seemed to be to see him. It made Milo feel so good, to be accepted by Hunter's family.
“I couldn’t possibly eat when you were recounting the story of when my little brother finally got some hope in his life,” Hannah joked, eating her food. Hunter resisted the urge to correct her, because normally whenever he made a comment with the word ‘foster-something’ in it, it usually didn’t end well. Today was supposed to be a happy day anyways. Hunter took a bite of his food, admiring Milo and how he just fit in so well.
(Timeskip to when the meal is all done?)
(Yeah!)
Milo finished his last bite, being the last one done. He was always a slow eater and this just further proved his point. Once he finished the bite, he leaned his head onto Hunter's should, a smile on his face. "Thank you so much, Mr. and Mrs. Kemp!"
“Aww, you’re welcome Milo. We’re happy to invite you to the family,” Mr. Kemp said happily, and Mrs. Kemp grinned. Hunter smiled fondly, happy that they had all had a good time today. Even Hannah was grinning at Milo, Hunter could already tell that even she was growing fond of him.
Milo's smile just grew, he felt so loved and welcome. It almost seemed too good to be true. He reached his hand back down to Hunter's and laced his fingers with the other's. Milo turned his head to whisper into Hunter's ear. "What now? Should I stay or should I go home??" He wasn't sure if his family would be okay with him staying much longer, no matter how welcoming and nice they seemed.
“I can drive you home if you want,” Hunter whispered back into his ear, smiling a little at their interwoven fingers. “I think if you stay any longer, Wendy might. ever let you leave,” He joked softly to Milo, smiling even more. His foster parents had started getting the dirty dishes and washing them, along with Hannah’s help.
Milo laughed slightly. He looked back at Hunter's foster family before giving Hunter a small kiss. He once again lowered his voice and whispered into his ear. "Yeah, let's go, I'm actually super tired."
Hunter smiled, then stood, “I’m gonna drive Milo home,” He announced, offering his arm to Milo.
“Aww, it was so fun to have you over, you should come over again sometime!” Wendy said cheerily, grinning happily.
“It’s was really nice to have you over Milo, thanks for joining us,” Carl told him with a smile.
Even Wendy grinned at the two of them, teasing, “Don’t take too long dropping him off, or we’ll get suspicious.”
Milo smiled and took Hunter's arm. "I had a lot of fun as well, thank you all so much for everything!" A super pale shade of pink rushed into his cheeks. He looked at Hunter, ready to go.
Hunter glanced grinned, and Wendy had to say a couple more goodbyes as they walked out the door. Hunter smiled just a little bit, before leading Milo to the car and opening the door for him, “After you, my love,” He grinned, then got in behind the wheel.
Milo snuggled up against Hunter as he started the car. He let out a happy and satisfied breath, a smile on his face. "Thank you so much for inviting me. I'm so glad they all liked me. Even if they didn't, I would stay with you."
Hunter put one arm around Milo as he back out of his driveway and was one the road again. “I’m glad I invited you too,” He grinned as he continued, “Heck, they liked you more than me, I think.” Even though he said it jokingly, Hunter honestly did feel like maybe they did like Milo more than him. Hunter had never been close with his foster family, especially not Carl. And Milo just seemed to fit right in with them.
"Awe, no they love you and there's no way they would like me more than you. Yes, you're their foster son, but you're still part of their family, you're still their son." Milo smiled at Hunter. He knew Hunter had been joking, but he wanted to tell him that anyway.
“Nah, they’re just faking it. They wouldn’t actually love me,” Hunter replied, forcing a small smile but it disappeared quickly. He had never talked to someone else about his relationship with his foster parents before. Hunter had never told anyone about his insecurities with his foster family.
"If they didn't care and love you at least a little you would be in bad shape. They probably wouldn't have even taken you in. I'm just saying, there's no way they don't love you, at least a little bit." Milo reassured. He kissed Hunter's cheek.
Hunter couldn’t stop the frowned from coming to his face, and he tried to focus on the road as he mumbled, “I thought my dad loved my mom and me. I was so wrong about that.” Hunter bit his lip. Don’t cry, I shouldn’t be crying over something like this, just please don’t cry.