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Rain gently prattles against the windows, the sky still a dark shade of blue as the sun has not yet broken the horizon. Jonathan Joestar wakes, his dreams troubling him. For several moments he was confused on where he was, but was quickly grounded by the feeling of two bodies pressed against his own. He looks to his right where his beautiful Erina has snuggly wrapped herself around his arm, her cheek pressed against his shoulder. Her fingers flex slightly against the edge of his sleeve in her sleep, the sight spilling warmth into his chest.
The man to his left adjusts himself, his nose bumping Jonathan’s chin. Speedwagon is nestled against his side, his arm resting on Jonathan’s chest. His body is a comfortable weight against his side, warm but rough along the edges; a nice contrast to Erina’s soft, uncalloused hands. Jonathan tightens his arm around him.
It took Robert E.O Speedwagon some convincing to get him to join them. He had stood in the doorway, just watching as Erina and Jonathan prepared themselves for bed. It wasn’t even Jonathan that had insisted he climb into bed, but Erina.
“I don’t think you can sleep standing up, dear. There’s plenty of room.”
“I wouldn’t want to intrude-“
“Nonsense!” Jonathan had said, “Come and take your place, Robert.”
That did it as Speedwagon climbed in after them, laying at a bit of a distance from them. As Erina settled on one side of the bed, Jonathan opened up his arm nearest Speedwagon. He blinks at the offer, moving closer until Jonathan grabs him and pulls him under the crook of his arm. His arms were pressed against his own body and JoJo’s, and he tried to wiggle free.
“Mr. Joestar-“
“Jonathan.”
“Jonathan.” He said hesitantly, “Are you sure-“
Jonathan pressed a kiss to the top of his head, Speedwagon’s arm now free, “Sleep now. You mustn’t worry so much.”
He relaxed against the larger man then, a tentative hand settling on Jonathan’s stomach. JoJo looked to Erina and they shared a look of fondness before she pressed a kiss to his lips which he happily returned.
And now they were sound asleep. Jonathan runs a hand through Robert’s hair, the blond man sighing. He could feel his strong, steady heartbeat against his side, always a nice reminder of how close he is. He is slowly lulled back to sleep by the sound of his loves’ breathing.
Erina woke next, her head rising from Jonathan’s shoulder. She smiles at the sight before her; Speedwagon is snuggled into Jonathan’s side, his forehead resting against Jonathan's chin. She leans down and presses a kiss to Jonathan’s forehead before leaning further and pressing one into Robert's hair. She slips out of bed and makes her way downstairs, leaving the boys in bed for a little while longer.
It takes another ten minutes for Speedwagon to lazily blink awake. He sighs, burrowing his face into Jonathan’s neck. He wasn’t ready to get up yet, he wasn’t ready to leave the warmth of Jonathan’s side. Jonathan shifts, his thumb dragging across Robert’s shoulder.
“Good morning.” Jonathan says, his voice a low and rough rumble from sleep. Speedwagon just huffs, his breath dancing across Jonathan’s skin. Jonathan pulls him closer, pressing a kiss to the top of his partner's head.
“It’s time to get up now.”
“Don’ wanna.” He squeezes Jonathan’s hip with the hand draped across his middle, the larger man only chuckling in response.
“I take it you slept well?”
“Best sleep I’ve ever had.”
“I'm glad, I hope you will join us again, then?”
Speedwagon presses a kiss to Jonathan's jawline, “I just might have to.”
JoJo smiles, “Come now, Erina is waiting for us downstairs.”
The feeling bubbling in his chest brought a giddy smile to Robert’s face. If this is what the many remaining years of his life have in store for him, he can’t wait to live out the rest of them with his Joestars.