“Shinazugawa-saaaaaaaaan.”
Sanemi is drunk enough that, for a few seconds, he wonders if Kanroji will go away if he pretends he doesn’t hear her. (The answer, as his sober self knows, is no.) He grabs the bottle of shochu from Rengoku and takes another sip. Rengoku chuckles and deals out another hand of cards to himself, Sanemi, and Himejima.
“Oh, the girls are back!” Uzui yells, very loudly. He and Iguro migrated closer to the fire ten minutes and have been laughing at something - probably at everyone else’s expense - ever since. “I wondered where they’d gone off to.”
Sanemi looks up to see Kanroji and Shinobu each with an arm around Giyuu, who had joined them about half an hour ago for a “walk.” He looks much drunker than when he left. They all do.
“Girls plus Tomioka-san,” Shinobu says.
“What’s the difference?” Iguro asks.
Uzui cracks up and so does Iguro, at his own goddamn unfunny joke. Uzui actually falls onto his side laughing. Fuck, they’re all so drunk.
“Fuck off, Obanai,” Sanemi snaps.
Giyuu sniffles, then slurs, “M’not a girl…”
“Shinazugawa-saaaaan,” Kanroji sings again, the three of them shuffling closer to where Sanemi is sitting.
“Fucking what?” Sanemi groans. He holds his arms out for Giyuu, who is already reaching for him. “C’mere.”
Giyuu stumbles, then practically falls into Sanemi’s lap. He’s heavy like this, limbs loose as he sighs. “I didn’t mean to… t’tell them…”
“Tell them what?” Sanemi asks him. “You’re such a lightweight, Tomioka.”
“They asked me…. n’I didn’t think my brain would… say it,” Giyuu slurs, sounding sad.
Sanemi narrows his eyes at the girls. “What the fuck did you two do?”
“We just all had a bit more to drink while we were outside,” Shinobu says, face disturbingly calm.
Kanroji giggles and plops down next to Sanemi. Sanemi notes with some satisfaction that Iguro looks upset about this development, the jealous clingy bastard. “Shinazugawa-san, we learned so much about you!”
Giyuu groans sadly and hides his face in Sanemi’s neck.
“I like where this is going!” Rengoku says, putting his cards down.
“Hey, just because you think you learned shit about me doesn’t mean you have to tell everyone,” Sanemi hisses at Kanroji.
He rubs over Giyuu’s back as Giyuu curls in on himself.
“If your boyfriend’s dumb enough to snitch, we all deserve to know,” Iguro drawls.
“It’s nothing bad!” Kanroji says, waving her arms as Sanemi scowls at Iguro. “I think it’s sweet! It’s beautiful, Shinazugawa-san! Your relationship must be so solid!”
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
Shinobu settles primly onto the floor and says, “Bringing other people into your bedroom.”
For a second, it’s so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and the only thought in Sanemi’s head is gratitude that Muichiro is off somewhere else tonight with Genya and other kids his own age.
Then the rest of his thoughts catch up and Sanemi goes bright red, clutching Giyuu tighter.
“Now that’s the way to do it!” Uzui, predictably, is the first one to react. “An unexpectedly flamboyant development!”
