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If Shirabu knew she’d be having to see a drunk Tendo dancing on the table, she would have stayed home. She can’t really blame anyone else but herself, after all she let Semi and Kawanishi convincer to go to the Christmas party the red head was hosting, so she should have known better. Still, nothing prepared for the cracks on Tendo’s voice as she tried to reach the higher note of the Christmas song. Mariah Carey would leave if she was here… but she supposes that is not as bad as having Semi and Taichi drunkenly making out on the seat next to her ― without even giving her a kiss!
But alas; she was having a good time nonetheless.. And she was going to make sure to charge extra kisses when they got home.
2 days before the party.
“I’m not going, I have to work.” The brunette repeated for what felt like the millionth time, pinching the bridge of her nose. She could feel the puppy gaze from her girlfriends but she chose to ignore it to keep herself from giving in. Though, she should have known better that they weren’t going to give up this easily either. Shirabu’s well aware how busy with work she has been, let alone now during the holiday season, the amount of cases are increasing with every hour. It’s a miracle she’s home, really, but she hoped she’d be spending it cuddling with her partners rather than talk about this.
But she also knew it was a lost fight when she heard the light whine on Eita’s voice. “We haven’t seen them in forever, bun.” She pointed out, “Besides, you own us some time.” She finished, her voice suddenly dripping of smugness like she knew she had won ― and she did, Eita knew Kenjiro far too well and knew exactly what cards to play.
With a sigh, she looked up at them, glazing between Eita and Taichi. Despite not talking, Taichi’s gaze was enough to make her shiver. With a light groan, she nodded finally, “Fine. I’ll go, happy?” Kenjiro hummed, wanting to seem annoyed but unable to stop the fond smile that grew on her pinky lips when two identical kisses were pressed to her cheeks. She was a weak woman after all. And her girlfriends were very persuasive..
1 hour into the party.
Maybe she wasn’t going to regret this at all. The music was good, the treats were tasty ― Taichi made sure she had shirasu just for her ― and it was nice being surrounded by familiar people. Though Satori, Eita and Hayato were mostly making the talk, she still held a nice conversation with Wakatoshi, her back leaning against the ginger’s chest, allowing herself to relax further into her girlfriend.
It was relaxing for a while, just them in their own world before the song shifted and instead of the normal christmas’ song playing, Eita’s voices cracked through speakers. Though only really her and Taichi seemed stunned ― had the ash-blonde planned this? Both stared in awe, brown eyes focused on them both as the lyrics flew smoothly from her throat to their hearts. As the song played further, Kenjiro felt a presence behind them and one look up was enough to notice the mistletoe right above their heads; Satori was truly a menace. A small, genuine laugh escaped her lips as she turned to the side, meeting Tiachi’s brown eyes before leaning in for a kiss.
Of course the soft moment only lasted a few minutes before Satori was cheering and Shirabu was feeling slightly embarrassed as she leaned against the ginger again, trying to hide her soft side that only two certain girls could see. She saw the ash-blonde approach them by the corner of her eye, coming to join in the embrace, clingy as always for her lovers.
Eita was a sap but nevertheless, Kenjiro and Taichi loved every single thing the other did ― from song lyrics dedicated to them to random love confessions to gentle kisses on the forehead when they had a bad day.
The rest of the party went smoothly. Many laughs and giggles, jokes, teasing comments and bickering fill the environment, everyone feeling happy and comfortable in each other’s presence. Like it always had been and she has a feeling it won’t ever change. They were like a family, one they chose and loved and she couldn’t be more grateful.
But now that the party was ending, it was getting darker outside and Kenjiro was feeling tired but satisfied. Both Eita and Taichi with their heads on her shoulders, Satori half asleep on Ushijima’s lap and Hayato clinging onto her arm, Goshiki and Koganegawa giggling to themselves in their own world. Ah yes, and Reon, sitting next to her, peacefully having been watching the chaos unfold. (This is why Reon was and is her favorite senior. Don’t let the others know, they will get jealous.)
She hummed, amused, patting their knees, “C’mon, it’s late.” Kenjiro urged, wanting to get up so they could go home and sleep on a nice, warm bed. But she knew it wouldn’t be an easy task. Not when two pretty girls were clinging onto her like this, pressing kisses on her cheeks.
With a small sigh (and a tiny smile), Kenjiro dragged them both outside after saying their goodbyes and happy holidays wishes. Getting in the car wasn’t easy, as both girls wanted nothing more than to cuddle but eventually Shirabu was able to, promising them once they got home. Despite the short drive home, both Eita and Taichi were already drifting off to sleep, so it was no wonder when they fell asleep as soon as they hit the bed, limps tangled on a big, loving mess.
And yet, Kenjiro didn’t seem to care at all about the messy clothes on the ground or the bedsheets getting dragged around by their weight. She couldn’t help but stare for a moment before tucking herself between the two sleepy girls ― who seemed to sense her as they immediately hugged her.
So yeah, maybe she didn’t regret going to the party at all.