Rivals Are My Friends (YanSim Male Rivals)

Sea Biscuits (2/2)

It was evening by the time the group reassembled again. The temperature had significantly gone down and it was bearable to stay outside for more than five minutes without the threat of sunburn thanks to the nightly breeze, but there were remnants of the lingering heat still. That didn't stop Aso from making a small fire. It was summer fun at the beach! And no summer fun at the beach wasn't complete without a group of friends sitting around a fire.

Osano and Amao returned from their small trip to the store and luckily didn't find the house to be a smoldering pile of ash as Kizano and Oko did leave the grill unattended and unsupervised for a minute. Kizano laughed it off and said that Amao was worrying over nothing (Maybe it was a good call that Amao turned down the setting on the grill before he left, treating it more like a slow cooker than a stove). Now as they were settling down and feasting on their meal, well most of them were eating.

Hanako was both whimpering in pain and impatience at the separation between him and his mouthwatering plate of food that seemed so far away. Aso was currently tending to the small nips and bites covering Hanako's hands from their sand-dollar expedition to prevent infection.

"Come on, Hana, stop squirming." Aso gently coaxes the raven back onto his seat as he tries to worm away again. "I'm almost done."

"But I wanna eeaaaatt." Hanako whines, "Couldn't you wait until after I ate to fix my hands?"

"I could've, but you've already left your hands exposed for too long already." Aso continues dabbing antiseptic and slathering ointment on the small red wounds. "Besides, your food is not going anywhere."

"Not with Osano around Amao's cooking! He'll become Kirby and practically inhale the food–Ow!" Hanako cries from the blow sent to his shin by Osano. "What was that for?!"

"B-Baka! I'm not like that squishy pink marshmallow!" Osano responds with tinted cheeks, "I don't inhale his food or anyone else's food! And funny how you say I inhale my food but you practically pig yourself out on any piece of food placed in front of you."

"No, I don't!"

"Really? Do I have to bring up that time you not only ate your lunch but mine and Taro's as well?!"

It was Hanako's turn to sport pink cheeks. "I didn't have breakfast that day, okay? I skipped the most important meal of the day! You didn't even like what you had in your bento."

"So? Doesn't change the fact it was mine."

"Okay, okay, settle down." Amao cuts in to soothe the waters. "Hanako, I made enough food for everyone. You don't have to worry about it running out or anyone taking yours. And Osano, don't feel bad if you eat too much. Eat until your heart's content. It's not different from any other time."

"Ye-Yes it is!" Osano sputters and turns away from the brunet's sunshine smile, nibbling and gnawing on the wooden skewer. "I'm not eating as much now."

"Najimi, that's your fourth kebab since we sat down."

"Who asked you to watch me eat, Sunobu?! You've barely eaten anything since we sat down. That's still your first stick!"

"First off," Kizano raises a finger, "This is my second stick, learn how to count. Second, a bit hypocritical of you to get at me for watching you eat when you've been watching me eat as well. And third, if anyone has barely eaten it's Oko–"

"P-Please don't bring me into this..." Oko weakly tries to separate himself from the conversation. He doesn't look up from pressing through the camera's photo reel. "And A-Aso's eaten more than both of you."

"What?!" Kizano and Osano simultaneously exclaim and look at Aso. The blond's plate had one, two, three, four-six bare wooden skewers with a seventh one on the way. Aso happily chewed on his seventh kebab while he worked on Hanako's hands, strategically holding the stick in a way it did not interfere with his work or dirty the wounds or bandaids. The underclassman looked on with broken puppy eyes filled with betrayal. "Aso, how could you? Eat right in front of me while I'm in pain?"