Fuselage

☆~☆ Chapter 13 ☆~☆

"Hey."

Katsuki blinked slowly, watching the leaves dance in the warm summer breeze. "What Dunceface?"

"How many people have you slept with?"

"The fuck kinda question is that?"

"A valid one." Mina piped up from her inner tube.

"Guys!" Eijirou snapped, slapping the back of Denki's head. "Fucking you don't have to answer Ka-"

"I don't need you protecting me, Eijirou." Katsuki growled, hands fisting. "Why does it matter, Denki?"

"I dunno." A splash as Eijirou shoved Hanta off him into the water, Mina's giggle as the man floundered. "I'm just curious. You don't have to if you're scared. It's fi-"

"Maybe, like, seven." Katsuki frowned, snapped the response out, fingers digging into his arms. "Six? I'd have to think about it."

"Really?" All eyes turned to Eijirou, poised between getting in the water and being stuck to the inner tube. "I-I didn't mean that the way it sounded, you just seem so..."

"Yeah." Hanta shrugged, arms draped over Mina's back and out of Eijirou's reach. "But I can see the appeal. Bad Ass Bad Boy. Chicks dig that shit. Surprised it isn't a higher number to be honest. I would have guessed double digits."

"Or dudes." Mina butted in again.

"Oooh." Denki ate that morsel up like a fish on a hook. "Are you gay?" He gasped, "Are you Bi? Poly? Pan-"

"Jesus fuck! I shouldn't have indulged you morons at all." Katsuki stretched on the warm dock before standing.

"No, wait -" Denki kicked his feet in sad little pats against the surface of the lake.

Katsuki flipped a middle finger up quick as he gathered his towel, bag, t-shirt and shoes, moving away from the group. Am I bi. He snorted, dropping the armful of stuff. Pan, poly. He growled low in his throat as he lay out the towel in the soft dirt, throwing himself down on it, breathing into the ground, breathing in the heat, sweating already.

Turning over. The breeze felt nice blowing over the moisture. He stank though. His nose wrinkled. A hand moved up to block out the sun glaring in his eyes as he propped up on his elbows to watch the group in the water. Hanta yelled as Denki kicked water their way, Mina screamed, blocking her face.

"Kat!"

"Oh, fuck." Katsuki lay back down, closing his eyes, sprawling out, running the back of his hand over the soft dirt.

Moments later Eijirou joined him, the sound of the ground shifting under Eijirou made Katsuki peek. Tanned skin was slowly getting dark. Katsuki wondered if that bothered the black haired man at all. Freckles bloomed over bare shoulders. Eijirou leaned forward to poke at an ant, stomach rolls spilled over lime green and neon orange swim trunks. Those stupid baby hairs still stuck up, worse than ever after air drying in the sun. Katsuki snorted.

"Bro..." A heavy sigh, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Katsuki stuck his jaw out to the sky. "Just too much all at once. What the hell is everyone's problem. Why does anyone care who I've fucked? Who I want to fuck? It's all just bulshit anyway. Get your rocks off, don't. We all die."

Eijirou lay down beside Katsuki, arm shot up, can of soda in hand. "Brought you a peace offering." A drop of condensation dripped onto Katsuki's shirt.

"You are genuinely," Katsuki snatched it away quick, "a fucking idiot."

"Yeah." A red eye peeked from beneath black lashes, "but I'm your guys' idiot."