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y/n's pov
"y/n"
i heard kita's voice echo through my phone,
"yes?"
"are you sure you want to meet her?"
"yes i'm sure shinsuke, don't be silly."
"okay, i'm just making sure. i'm pulling up right now."
"alright, see you in a minute."
i pulled the phone from my ear, placing it in my back pocket, walking towards the door. i didn't have to worry about the twins bothering me, they had gone to rin's house for the weekend and my aunt was out of town, so i had the whole house to myself. i shut the door behind me, locking it and walking to kita's white audi.
"hey."
"hi lovely."
he said sweetly as he placed a small kiss on my forehead, opening the car door. i watched as he took the crutches from my hands, placing them in the back seat and proceeding to the driver's seat.
"thank you."
i said as i took his free hand in my own, interlacing our fingers together. the drive wasn't too long, it wasn't that far from my house actually, only about 20 minutes away. he looked down the street, reading the numbers on the houses before pulling into one of the driveways. it was a small traditional japanese home, sliding doors on the sides and a big yard in the front. we stepped out of the car, walking out the front door. he knocked a few times, faint footsteps were heard through the door, until a petite older lady opened it,
"ah, shinsuke! it's so nice to see you! have you finally brought me the girl?"
she asked with a small laugh,
"i did actually."
her eyes slightly widened,
"really?! where is she?"
i moved from behind him, looking at the older lady,
"hello, i'm y/n. it's a pleasure to meet you, ms. kita."
i said quietly, a little nervous to be meeting his grandmother for some reason,
"come in, come in! and please call me yumie."
kita held the door open for me. i gently slipped off my shoes, having a bit of a struggle trying to get them off, but succeeding in the end. i followed the two into the kitchen,
