Mina was the one to suggest a sleepover, since it was sucky for weeks. Of course she got enthusiastic replies from the rest and a reluctant agreement.

And somehow they decide to go to Katsuki's house for this, which annoyed the explosive teen. To avoid Hanta's taunt and Denki's tease, he decided to let them come over a comfortable weekend.

And gladly his parents were chill! Of course they were. Mitsuki's glad Katsuki has some morons to put him in a place, and Masaru's glad his son made genuine friends.

But there's one person who hasn’t been mentioned.

... "Are we seriously blasting music when your parents are supposed to sleep?" Kyoka questioned as she relaxed herself on the comfy bed, playing the usual rock music. It wasn’t too loud, but still hearable.

Denki shoved it off casually. "I'm sure his mama won't beat him up because we, are here." He commented while fixing his clips, on his stomach and kicking his legs in the air.

Eijirou smiled, looking up at Katsuki. "I meann.. you would want us to turn down the sound, right?" He questioned, head on his knuckles for a reply.

Katsuki didn’t deny it, rolling his eyes as he was now in a more comfortable tanktop and became seated on the floor.

"Oh, my, gosh? Nail polish? Dude! You actually kept the ones I gave?!"

Mina blurted out, dangling the nail polishes with a cheeky and surprised, prideful grin. Katsuki just scoffed at the reaction.

Hanta sat with a knee up, chuckling lightly. "Wasn’t that a satire gift or genuine?" He questioned, his choppy bangs refrained from hanging by a headband.

Well, it was all interrupted by a knock.

Kyoka quickly turned down the music, while Katsuki got up with an irritated sigh, getting to open his bedroom door to greet whoever the fuck was here.