Fuselage

♡~♡ Chapter 26 ♡~♡

"God, quit squirming!" Katsuki demanded, struggling to get his own shoes off. "I might be able to carry you, but this isn't easy! You're fucking huge."

"Are you saying it's too hard for you?" Eijirou's silly grin turning sly.

"I know what you're doing." Katsuki's eyes narrowed, "I hate that it's working too, you fucking sack of shit. How do you know me so well?"

"Cuz, Kat." Eijirou's head cocked away from him for a moment. "I love you. So much. God so much. I have for so, so long. As soon as I saw you."

"What the fuck." Katsuki felt himself go numb as he moved them back to the bathroom, eyes focus first on the shrine, cutting abruptly to the bathroom door as he turned sharply, nudging it open. "What is wrong with you?"

"I'm so drunk." Eijirou moaned as Katsuki set him on the toilet. "God I feel like I'm gunna be sick."

"I already told you!" Katsuki snapped as he grabbed a spare toothbrush, popping the stupid cardboard open. "Puke! You'll feel so much bette-"

"No!" Eijirou's arm darted out, fist wrapping around Katsuki's arm, "Kat if I'm sober I-I can't tell you... I can't..." Head hung low, red hair wild and crazy in knots.

"Suit yourself." Katsuki couldn't help the chill in his tone. "Here." He shoved the brush and paste at Eijirou, "Brush your teeth you fucking infant."

Together, the light from the kitchen barely finding the bathroom, they brushed their teeth. The dull sounds of the bristles made Katsuki's skin crawl. He wanted to jump out of the window. He wanted to crawl into the shower and scream; flush himself down the drain like so much dirty water.

What the fuck is happening?! He watched, warily, as Eijirou stood, wobbled.

On instinct his hands darted out, steadied the man. Allowing him to spit and rinse, fall back on the toilet, head leaning against the tiled wall. Eyes slide closed. Fingers fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.

"Th-the fuck?" Katsuki muttered, watching in the mirror as Eijirou became increasingly agitated, his peaceful face contorting to frustration, finally anger.

"Kat!" Eijirou opened his eyes, frowning and near tears again. "Kat it's too hot but I can't get out of my shirt!" A stray tear fell down his cheek.

"Dear God you really are a big baby." Katsuki rolled his eyes. "I don't think I've ever seen you this drunk."

"Now you know why Mina hates it." Eijirou smiled weepily.

"Can't imagine you drunk and stoned." Katsuki turned and eyed the situation. "I'll help you, you idiot." He pat at a knee. "Move."

Obediently Eijirou spread his legs.

Jesus fuck. Katsuki couldn't help the flush that consumed his face.

"I'm just gunna unbutton your shirt." He swore, eyes focused on the buttons, ignoring everything else as he sunk to his knees between Eijirou's thighs. "I'm going to help you get ready for bed. We'll get you some water and painkillers." He popped open the first button, feeling himself heat at the skin that was exposed, glanced up into Eijirou's face. "Understand me, Ei?"

"Are you sure Kat?" Eijirou was looking down, fingers clenched in his thighs. "Because... fuck, I want you." A hand reached out to skim over Katsuki's bare shoulder. "I like you on your knees like this."

"Shit." Katsuki hissed, vision splitting. "Don't say that or you're doing this alone." Another button.

"It's torture." Eijirou's breathing sped. "I can feel you touching me..." His head tilted down, trying to capture Katsuki's eyes. "Kat, I want you to do more. I want-"