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You had been living with the five of them for about 6 days now. They had decided that for the first couple of days, you would stay with one of them and get to know them better, on the other hand, they still knew basically nothing about you.
Currently, you were in the yard, playing with Mr. Puffin. He cawed and flew at you, taking a sharp turn right before he hit you, dodging your face by just an inch. This made you stumble backwards and fall onto the plush grass beneath you. Mr. Puffin blinked and landed on your stomach, tilting his head to the side, wondering if you were okay. It was silent outside, other than the rustling leaves in the trees. You looked away from the bird and tried to hold in your tears.
~Inside the house XD~
Emil was walking around the house when he spotted you outside on the grass. He stared at you for a minute, wondering what you were doing then realized you were crying. Quickly, he went out the door and over to your small form, "Are you okay, (y/n)...? Why are you crying?"
You looked up at him, your eyes red and puffy from crying, "I-I'm fine..." You glanced down and wiped the tears from your eyes. He sighed and picked up Mr. Puffin.
"I'm going inside. If I were you I would as well. We are about to eat."
You gave him a slight nod then stood up once he was out of view. Swiftly, you brushed some grass off your back and went inside. Looking around you, you saw Berwald setting the table with Tino. Lucas was choking Mathias with his tie, probably for doing something stupid again, but you thought it was kind of funny when he acted like that. Emil was eating those weird rope looking candies again. You didn't know what they were but you assumed they tasted good because of how obsessed Emil was with them.
Sighing, you sat on the couch, picking up a little dog plushie that Tino had given you. In your opinion it was really cute. Actually it reminded you a lot of Tino and Berwald's dog, Hanatamago. You snuggled into it, going into your own little world until a cough broke you out. It was Berwald standing over you, his ice cold stare sending shivers down your spine.
"The food is ready. We are waiting for you at the table." The Swedish man told you, bluntly. You quickly nodded and stood up, going to the table.
This meal was just like all the others with the five of them. They would all watch you as you poked whatever they had to eat with your fork. Nothing really went into you, mabie a few bites here and there to make them stop watching you, but overall not much. When everyone said they were done, you would put your food in the fridge, saying you weren't hungry and would eat it later. They would just nod and walk away. When they left, you would toss it in the trash can or behind a bush in the yard.
You watched them exit the room and quietly got your food out of the fridge, spreading it among your various hiding places, unaware of the pair of eyes watching you.