Fuselage

♡~♡ Chapter 17 ♡~♡

Kyoka pursed her lips. "Why not just good old 'Never Have I Ever'?"

"Boring." Mina gasped, already buzzed. "Truth or dare?!"

"You always do that one." Denki argued.

"God." Katsuki stood, pulling out his pocket knife. "Fuck you." A quick jab and he shotgunned the can, spilling a little down his chin. Crushing the aluminum against his head in a quick motion he turned to Eijirou. "You're next."

"Whoa..." The group erupted in applause as Eijirou stood. "That was fucking sweet."

"Shut up. You've seen people shotgun before."

"Yeah but the whole..." Eijirou mimed crushing the can. "And taking charge like that was-"

"He's hard for you." Kyoka interrupted, lounging between Hanta and Denki. "We get it."

"First one to fail has to answer a question the person before them asks." Katsuki spoke up as Eijirou gulped, crushing the can.

Denki stood, chugged, slammed the can into his head. "Ow! Fuck, what the hell are you guys made of?!"

"Oh shit." Hanta and Kyoka laughed to each other.

"Are you alright Denki?" Mina leaned over, squinting to inspect his forehead.

"I'll be fine except for these assholes." He kicked lamely at Kyoka's foot. "Go ahead, Ei. Do your worst."

"H..." Eijirou buried his head in his hands, leg twitching. "How'd you know you were poly? Pan? How'd you know you liked them both?"

The group quieted.

"Uh..." Denki sat slowly, "Well... I mean, that's not the kind of question I was expecting." He chuckled, removing his glasses, wiping at his eyes. "I just love them both. They're important to me. I thought I was straight when I ran into Kyoka and Hanta and I were just really good bros. But then one day he and I were talking-"

"High." Kyoka added.

"Yeah." Denki snorted. "Probably wouldn't have been that honest or chill if we weren't. And he admitted he had a crush on me. And Kyoka. And it took a couple weeks apart for me to realize he was a huge part of my life too. More than just friends. And we've been, you know, together since."

Mina cleared her throat, "Why was that your question, Ei?"

His leg stopped twitching. Eijirou straightened, taking in everyone looking at him. "Hah." He grinned lopsided, "I... uh, I don't know-" He swallowed visibly. "I just- Fuck this." He stood, peeling off his shirt. "I'm going to go for a swim. Anyone wanna join me?" Pleading eyes pinned Katsuki. "Bet I can hold my breath longer."

Katsuki looked to the others as Eijirou stalked off to the lake.

"You should go." Hanta nodded. "I think he needs an outsi-"

Mina elbowed him. "Not an outsider!" She hissed, "but maybe someone who he didn't grow up with."

Katsuki nodded, "You cocky little fucker, bring it asshole." A wild smirk covered his face as he threw his plate in the fire, pulling his own shirt off, following Eijirou to the edge of the water.

"I bet it's not that cold." Eijirou stood just before him, placing his stupid toeshoes on the shore of the lake.

"One way to find out." Katsuki backed up, then shoved himself into Eijirou's back, both men falling into the water with a splash, surfacing with laughter. "Not too bad!" Katsuki hissed.

"You fucker." Eijirou smiled, slowly swimming in circles. "They say that the dragon and barbarian king died here. The water never gets really cold. The fish don't die in the winter either. The surface doesn't freeze hard enough to skate on, the water stays pretty warm."