Warnings: None
Platonic/Romantic: Romantic
Summary: Luka has invited you to have dinner with them! They're acting a little odd, but when aren't they odd?
Post-publish edit: I screwed up their personality sorry, it kinda sucks hh I'll do another chapter with better writing soon
This chapter was inspired by a... Brody...? fanfiction, I'm not sure, his mom acts like him then she dies then there's a murder or something (I read it at like 2am ok), it wasn't made by me so it's good:
https://archiveofourown.org/works/26035705/chapters/63312868

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How can Kobolds live in these temperatures...
Y/n thought to themselves as they shivered one more time as they slowly stepped through the singular street of the village. Well, if they had to guess, those fluffy coats could definitely keep some warmth in. But did it look like they, a Y/s (Your Species), were equipped with such a fuzzy coat? You might be warm most of the time with a kitsune's fur, but definitely not equipped for a tundra.

Why were they in such a place, anyway? Well, that would be because of one of their 'friends', Luka. They were always an odd one, half the time forgetting who Y/n was until they got reminded by them. They were also in general just a creep... But quite charming, in a weird way. The way they made people laugh without even trying, how they always described their village and its people in the best way they could, and how they looked at Y/n when they had something to say... When did I start thinking of Luka like this...?

But they had no time to double-take those thoughts, as they were stood right outside Luka's house. Hopefully they've got some sort of heating in there... They murmured to themselves as they knocked, waiting at the door like some lost puppy.

❝Come in! Unless you are here to steal from me- Then please don't!❞
They had no intentions of stealing from the kobold, and walked straight in, closing and locking the door behind them before smiling at the warmth of their house. They took a few steps in, smelling their way towards the kitchen, where they assumed Luka would be.

❝Luka!❞ They called out, seeing the side of their fluffy friend, stirring something in a large pan. Their ears perked up as they whipped around to look at the Y/s, having a small smile on their face. ❝Oh! I have been waiting for you!❞ They trotted over to the table they had set up for the two of them. Y/n followed.

❝I was beginning to think you had been swept away by the winds.❞ They admitted as they poured some water in to Y/n's cup. Their ear flicked, ❝I mean, not to offend my skeleton friends, but you are a lot more talkative than them!❞ Y/n curled their tail over their forepaws as they sat down, listening to the kobold start waffling on. ❝I like to talk but, sometimes these ears start ringing after hours of hearing my own voice.❞

❝Awh, your ears must have bad taste, I could listen to you talk for days.❞ Y/n chimed in as Luka went over to check on whatever they were cooking. They talked from across the room, ❝Ears are not made for tasting, but if they were, you would be right... Did you say I have a nice voice?❞ Their ears lowered a little and they tilted their head just enough to look at their guest. Y/n smiled sympathetically, ❝Yeah, I did.❞

Was Luka... blushing? At their remark?
❝...Thank you...❞

Okay Y/n, it's time to hit them with another compliment. ❝You have pretty eyes, too!❞ They let their tail fall from its position on to near the floor, letting it swoosh back and forth from their seat. Luka's tail twitched and their ears flicked once more as they looked away from Y/n. ❝Th- Thank you...❞

They couldn't see Luka's face, but if they could, they would've realised how much their face had warmed up. They rubbed the top of their muzzle to try and get rid of the heat before getting out the plates. Had Y/n seriously just flustered Luka to the point where they had nothing to say?

❝I wish I had a smile like yours...❞ They managed to say as they set up the food on to their plates. The Y/s ears perked up, ❝My smile? I just have a normal smile, what's so special about it?❞ they chuckled nervously. They could accept compliments usually, what was so different about Luka complimenting them?

❝Well...❞ He walked on over with their food. Hmm, fried vegetables, mashed potatoes and some unidentified meat. Well, could be worse. Y/n thought to themself as they took in a whiff. ❝At least your teeth are straight. I have this weird one right here...❞ Luka pointed to the oversized tooth they had on the right of their mouth. To be fair that was a fairly odd tooth...

❝Hm, it's not really that weird...❞
❝Yes it is! How many kobolds do you see with one tooth visible?❞
❝A lot...❞

He looked around the room for a few seconds, trying to think of something to say. Ugh! Why did they have to be right? They thought as they looked towards their half eaten meal. Their ears perked up again, ❝Do you like my cooking?❞

❝Hmm, well - it's certainly better than anything I've had in Mugmyre...❞ They grimaced at the memory of some of those dishes. ❝What kind of meat is this though?❞ They pointed at it with their wooden fork. The meat may have been cooked, but it was still slimy and chewy. Luka gulped. ❝I don't know... It was just at the back of the fridge...❞

Ugh, it was spoiled, wasn't it?

❝Okay, well, I'm stuffed. What do you wanna do?❞ The y/s pushed the plate back with their paw, getting up and off the chair they were on before looking back at the kobold. Luka blinked a few times. ❝Ah, the wind is getting up, you probably can't go outside safely for long...❞ He thought for a second.

❝Chess?❞
❝I don't know how to play chess...❞
❝Hm, Uno?❞
❝Oh yes.❞

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Final word count: 1026
Author notes: Which character shall I do next?? I'm thinking of updating this book every other day.