Fuselage

♡~♡ Chapter 17 ♡~♡

"What shit?" Katsuki grinned sly and wide, standing to join the ladies.

"Well," Kyoka raised her tongs, hips cocked. "You know what they say about driving and g-"

A car peeled onto the drive, screeching to a wild halt.

"Oh my God!" Kyoka shoved the tongs in Mina's hands, vibrating as she ran to the vehicle, prancing while the men unloaded their goods and dumped them into ice chests before lugging them over. Hanta nodded and they were dumped by the fire pit.

Kyoka paused, wiping her hands off before grinning wide. A happy scream split the night as Eijirou turned on something electronic and pounding. Arms wrapped around a tall frame.

"Hey babe." Hanta smiled, leaning down for a fast kiss until Denki bowled into them.

"I've missed you, I've missed you, I've missed you!"

"Are they always this loud?" Katsuki's lip curled in a snarl as Eijirou regrouped, setting the keys down with the rest of the gear.

"Unfortunately." Mina sighed, warm beer in hand as she slapped a chunk of meat down on her plate. "Ah!" She smacked Eijirou's hand. "Mine. Cook gets first bite."

"Its burnt to shit anyway." Katsuki sighed heavily. "Move Raccoon Eyes."

She squeaked in outrage as he stole the tongs, shoving her out of the way. "So are they all...?"

"Hmm?" Eijirou looked up at the trio exchanging sweet nothings and affection. "Sometimes." He shrugged. "Kyoka is focused on her career right now so they've agreed not to be a thing but... On special occasions they get back together for the night."

"Oh." Katsuki frowned, eyes going back to the trio. "I don't get it."

"You're saying you don't share?" Mina teased, eyes squeezed shut as she pointed at him with her fork full of steak.

"I don't." The growl came out more possessive than he thought it would.

"Neither do they." Eijirou fretted between them. "It's not sharing, guys. Mina, you know better."

Her fork fell. She took a bite, looking properly shamed. "I do, I'm sorry."

"It works for them, and they're happy and in love."

"But you are too." Mina's voice took on an accusatory tone. "Remember, you and Pony?"

Eijirou sat straight, his head turning to look at her. "The fuck?" His tone was cold.

She glared up at him, gold eyes dancing in the fire. "We all know, jerkoff." She snapped.

"Is this because of earlier with the family?" Eijirou shook his head. "Like man, I'm sorry but that's not my fault. Can we not? It's Kat's first night out with us and i-"

"No, no. You're right." Mina took another bite. "I'm sorry. I'm just... in a mood."

Eijirou's eyes brightened. "C'mon. Shot games!"

"Ohhh no." Mina moaned. "It's not even cold."

"Games!" Eijirou shouted, getting the others attention.

"Oooh fuck yes."

"Meats done." Katsuki announced, slapping the massive plate down, grabbing a slab for himself as the others fell on it. "Animals."

"We're gunna play Shots." Eijirou chewed through his words. "You ready?"

Katsuki shrugged. "I don't get drunk though."

"The fuck you don't." Denki winked, though his tone wasn't as confident.

"Alright, rules... uh, what are the rules this time guys?" Hantas cup lowered.