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’'Jeon Jungkook, come get your boyfriend.’’
‘’Which one?’’
‘’You know which one.’’
‘’Where is he?’’

Jungkook hums as Namjoon recites the address of the bar where his boyfriend is currently knocked out. After ending the call, he hurriedly texts Jimin to let him know about the situation to which the boy replies with a ‘’Meet you there in 10’’. He hates to disturb Jimin at work but there was no way he could handle a drunk Taehyung alone. It wouldn’t be the first time Taehyung forgets about his alcohol consummation limit either and it definitely wouldn’t be the first time Jungkook has to go pick him up after having fun all alone. When they had first started dating, it had worried him, his boyfriend drinking until he didn’t even remember the name of the people he drank with. But with time he understood that it was just how Kim Taehyung liked to have fun. He was still as worried as before but his worry was slowly replaced with annoyance.

He put on his jacket and grabbed his keys on the counter, leaving their shared apartment, cold without the presence of his two boyfriends to warm up the atmosphere. Cold without their foolish antics.

Jimin immediately spots Jungkook’s car and gestures Jungkook’s way to signal his presence. Jungkook pulls aside where he meets a Jimin with tired eyes, slight black circles under his puffy eyes and a half-dead Taehyung in his arms. He looks relieved when Jungkook rushes to his side to help him. Taehyung would probably be considered slightly underweighted under normal circumstances but every man who had to take care of an unconscious one knows how heavy a person can be.

Almost no words are exchanged between Jimin and himself as he settles Taehyung on the backseat. Only small whispers like ‘’Be careful’’ ,‘’Watch his head’’, ‘’Yeah, like that.’’ breaks the bizarre bubble they are in. It’s surprising considering all the noise surrounding them. Funny how a city is so alive whenever it’s about to age of a day.

The ride home is quiet with Jimin taking a few minutes to rest his head on the window and close his eyes as Jungkook gets them all home. The chauffeur in charge enjoys the quietness as he makes his way in the busy streets, occasionally stealing a glance at Jimin and then at Taehyung in the rear-view mirror, a fond smile dancing on his lips. There’s just this feeling about them being safe, all together, on their way back home.

Just the three of them.

It hasn’t always been like that, Jungkook recalls the beginning. The beginning of everything. The beginning of them . They had struggled to make it work but eventually, they did. Jungkook doesn’t think any of them could have been happier without the other two. That’s just how they work. They don’t work in pair, they work in three.

Like the three musketeer-who weren’t really three but whatever- like the three little pigs, like Team 7, like Harry, Hermione and Ron, like the goddamn chipmunks.

Just like that.

It’s easier that way too. It’s a better strategy to be three. On the frontline where everyone stands side by side or one behind the other, they stand as a triangle, one opening the march, the two others protecting the other’s back. Ripping through the air. If one goes down, they all go down.

Jungkook smiles at the memory of them in high school. He remembers every time he would find his boyfriends bickering about whatever they were on that day while waiting for him in front of his class, only stopping when they noticed him and smiling at Jungkook like he was the most precious thing in the world. Or whenever they would forget their homeworks on purpose and say inappropriate things in class just so they could get in detention with Jungkook when they were informed that their boyfriend had come in late this morning- yes, again .

It’s on those thoughts that Jungkook parks in the hallway.

Finally home.

He softly pecks Jimin’s cheek and massages his arm to wake him up before opening his door to go get Taehyung who hasn’t stirred ever since he was kidnapped by the two people who stole his heart. Really, he was dating thieves.

Jimin tiredly stretches his arms above his head the best that he can considering he’s still sitting in the car, turning around to see Jungkook picking Taehyung up bridal style.

‘’Need help?’’ He asks, trying to suppress a yawn.
‘’Don’t worry baby, I got this. Go in first, I know you’re tired. We’ll meet you in bed soon.’’
‘’Alright.’’ It’s true that tonight Jimin doesn’t even have the strength to argue or to look after a drunk Taehyung. It’s the perks of being three and of dating a muscle pig.

He’s already changed into his pyjama and is about to fall asleep when he feels the bed dip. With the very small amount of energy he has left he opens an eye to be faced with Taehyung’s face. A smile immediately forms on his lips as he brings the cover over the limp body and leaves a kiss on his burning forehead.

‘’He talked a bit when I cleaned him.’’ Jungkook announces from the corner of the room where Jimin knows he’s taking his clothes off.
‘’Hm whad’he say?’’
‘’Complained about the water being wet.’’
Jimin chuckles.
‘’He’s gonna be a pain in the ass tomorrow morning.’’ A warm body wraps an arm around his waist, instantly making Jimin relax and lean in the source of warmth.
‘’He will.’’ Jungkook whispers in his ear. ‘’Tired?’’
‘’Yeah.’’

Jungkook plants a lazy kiss into Jimin’s neck who responds with a sound of approval.

‘’I placed a bag and a glass of water on the nightstand in case he wakes up in the middle of the night, feeling like throwing up.’’
‘’Good idea. Don’t want him to throw up all over me.’’
‘’You’re still lucky he never threw up on you.’’

Jimin turns into Jungkook’s arms to cup his cheeks, biting at his own lips.

‘’I still feel bad about that time.’’
‘’It’s alright, it’s in the past. You should sleep now.’’
‘’Mmmh.’’ Jungkook kisses his heavy eyelids before pecking his lips knowing Jimin won’t go to sleep without his goodnight kiss. The boy then turns around in his arms again to wrap an arm around Taehyung.
They all meet somewhere in dreamland where Taehyung is already waiting for them, ready to claim his goodnight kisses too.

**

‘’It says to add a cup of water, wait until it’s boiling and then cover for ten minutes.’’ Jimin reads from the cooking book he’s holding on his lap while sitting on the counter where he doesn’t disturb his boyfriends as they cook.
One of them hums to show the information has successfully been transferred and understood.

‘’How’s the sauce making going Taetae? Want me to tell you the next step?’’
‘’I’m alright Chim, still haven’t added all the ingredients you told me yet.’’

Jimin sits in silence, watching his boyfriends with careful eyes, as they look nothing but invested in the diner making.

‘’I feel useless here.’’ He pouts.

Jungkook doesn’t hear him because he’s too concentrated on his task but Taehyung turns around with a smile. He’s always been the-easily-distracted-one of the trio. As a matter of fact, Jimin doesn’t even need to say anything else for Taehyung to be standing between legs and putting the cooking book aside.

‘’Since you’re the most useful boyfriend and I’m lacking attention, do you think you could fix that for me?’’ He asks, puckering his lips.

Jimin beams.

‘’Of course I can.’’ Cupping Taehyung’s cheeks, Jimin leans down to connect their lips in a tender kiss.

When he pulls away, he’s feeling proud of being able to help somehow. Probably not in the most needed way, but still. Just as he thinks Taehyung will be satisfied, his boyfriend demands more and reconnects their lips as his hands find their way to a very squishy butt.
In the heat of the moment, Jimin forgets where he’s sitting and hits his head on the cupboard immediately making Taehyung stops to make sure he’s alright. The worry on his face is replaced with a smile when he sees Jimin giggling.

‘’You cute marshmallow, I thought you were hurt.’’
‘’Tae! Your sauce is burning!’’ Jungkook suddenly screams, successfully pulling Taehyung out of the sweet moment and of Jimin’s arms.
‘’My sauce!’’ He cries as Jimin erupts in a fit of laughter.
When will they be able to cook diner in one go?

**

‘’Who’s coming with me to do the groceries?’’ Taehyung asks, his question rebounding on the walls to reach Jimin who’s sitting in the living room, reading a book and then to Jungkook who’s coming out of the shower, a towel hanging loosely around his waist, his hair only half dry but very messy. At theglorious sight of Jungkook, Taehyung raises an eyebrow.

‘’Damn Kookie, I wouldn’t mind doing something else now.’’ He says, crossing his arms on his chest. Jungkook shakes his head at his boyfriend’s teasing as Jimin curiously looks back to have a look at whatever great view Jungkook has blessed Taehyung with. Sadly, he only has time to see his butt disappearing into their bedroom.

‘’So, are you coming Chim?’’
‘’Yeah, just let me finish this page.’’
‘’No problem. Kooks!?’’
‘’Yeah, yeah! I’m coming too!’’

The next second, he’s out of the room, an oversized white shirt falling loosely on his hips where his tight ripped jeans hug each of his leg muscles. At the same time, Jimin and Taehyung think that they will have to deal with teenage girls shopping with their mom and eating their boyfriend with their eyes, not forgetting the cashier lowkey flirting with a clueless Jungkook.

‘’You’re too beautiful.’’ Taehyung says without thinking a frown between his eyebrows which are showing today because of the cap he decided to wear. He knows the look makes his boyfriends weak but whenever Jeon Jungkook looks likethat, there is no way he can compete. Jimin and Jungkook wouldn’t agree, though.

‘’What?’’ Jungkook looks down at himself. ‘’But I’m wearing plain clothes.’’
‘’Doesn’t matter, you’re always too beautiful.’’ Taehyung answers without missing a beat making a shy smile creep on Jungkook’s lips.

Clearing his throat, Jungkook turns to Jimin who’s haven’t move from the sofa. No words need to be exchange for Jimin to understand what the look means. He puts his book down, adjusts his glasses on his nose and only then does he finally stand up to meet them at the door where the other two are already putting their shoes on.

Jimin thinks he looks like a nerd next to his two hot boyfriends.

If there’s something that did a contrast when they entered the grocery store it is, in fact, their looks.
Taehyung looked like a rebellious teenager coming to get some alcohol with his friend and the boy he bullied to pay for them. With his round glasses, sweater paws and messy hair, Jimin looked more like a fluffy marshmallow (like Taehyung likes to call him) then their friend-the term boyfriend never even crossing anyone’s mind.

Then again, rare were the people who guessed they were dating.

They start with no problem. However, at some point, Jimin loses them when he stops to look at the list of ingredient (something none of his boyfriends ever do), crouching down to be more comfortable. When he realises his two asses of boyfriends continued without him, he doesn’t feel a hint of fear, no, he only lets out a sigh and continues looking at the ingredients.

They would notice he’s missing when they won’t have him to choose the right canned green pea brand. It felt good to have that kind of importance. It could take a while, though. He’s pretty sure Taehyung would find a way to get immerse in the yogurt section as Jungkook pulls him to buy meat.

‘’S.O.S fluffy marshmallow boyfriend missing, I repeat S.O.S fluffy marshmallow boyfriend missing.’’ Taehyung sings, Jungkook on his heels, while walking down the aisle where Jimin is still crouching down.

Wow, Jimin thinks, looking down at his watch. Five minutes. It’s a record. Last time it took them fifteen minutes to realise he had been missing.

‘’Chim, you have to stop doing that, you know my heart can’t take it when you’re not there.’’ Taehyung says dramatically, a hand on his heart.
Jimin glances at the additions in the cart with a look full of despair. If Taehyung doesn’t notice, Jungkook does and laughs.

‘’I think we’ll have to go over the aisles over again. Mr. Marshmallow isn’t satisfied with our choices.’’

Hell yeah they do.

They only leave the store forty-five minutes later, after much debate. In that short time, they managed to fight, make up, fight again, compromise, complain, sulk, kiss and finally make up again.

Needless to say, they all take a nap once they arrive home. Domestic life was tiring.

**

‘’Jimin, stop moving, I’m trying to study dammit.’’

‘’Sorry, Kookie, but my butt is sore.’’ Jimin says his voice lacking empathy for Jungkook’s cause. He sighs, his butt still squirming under Jungkook’s head desperately trying to find a more comfortable position. Jungkook has had his head on his butt for more than thirty minutes now, he had to move or he would fall face first when he’d stand up.

Taehyung, who was busy either playing or answering people on his phone, decided that it was his cue to take over, to which Jimin doesn’t oppose one bit. As much as he loved his boyfriend there surely were more comfortable positions to read a book.
‘’There, there, you can use my lap instead.’’ Taehyung offers an overstressed Jungkook studying for his mid-term exams, who has no reason to reject the proposition.

They go on for a full hour before something else interrupts the peaceful room. This time it’s Taehyung showing Jimin a video Jungkook can’t see from where he’s laying. They laugh and stay in their position, watching a couple more before Jungkook explodes.

With a frown on his face, the boy declares:

‘’That’s it; I’m in for a break. Fuck school!’’

Taehyung looks down at him with surprise and pets his hair.

‘’You’re right. It’s cuddle time!’’ He replies cheerfully.

Cuddle times were a wild thing. No matter for how long they’ve been together, they always fought about the positions. Never agreeing about who would be the little spoon or the little, little spoon. Jimin claimed the little, little spoon spot as his since he is the shortest to what Jungkook replies by accusing him of being a double-faced ass.

However today is different because Taehyung decides to lie down on his back and offers each of his side to his boyfriends. Jimin takes the right and Jungkook the left- it’s a miracle that they didn’t fight about the sides too.
In only a matter of seconds Jungkook leaves them for dreamland. The light snores make Jimin and Taehyung coo over their boyfriend’s cuteness for a while before they start conversing in whispers. Jimin turns on his side to be able to reach Jungkook’s arm across Taehyung’s torso. He rubs small circles even though he knows the boy is already sleeping, meaning he probably doesn’t need any soothing.

‘’He’s working hard.’’ Taehyung comments.
‘’Mh he is.’’
‘’Maybe we should help him.’’
‘’And what is your idea?’’ Jimin asks knowing Taehyung has something on his mind.
‘’Get his study books, I’ll take care of his notes.’’

With this simple demand, Jimin knows exactly what Taehyung has on his mind.

‘’You’re amazing.’’ He states before leaning in for a kiss.
‘’We are amazing.’’ Taehyung corrects.

Jimin has no difficulty standing up without waking Jungkook up, Taehyung on the other hand, struggles a bit more. In the end, he makes it and covers the sleeping boy with a blanket before exiting the room with Jimin to put their plan in action.
An hour and a half later, a sleepy Jungkook wakes up in bed alone and very confused. He rubs his eyes thinking if he chase away the sleepiness away, he might see his boyfriends sitting somewhere in the room. It doesn’t work.

He sits up, genuinely lost. Maybe they went out? He thinks already feeling a pang of sadness in his chest. He knows he should be studying but he can’t help wanting to spend more time with Taehyung and Jimin. The two men who make him so utterly happy, day after day.

His senses finally come in contact with the real world, slowly but surely waking up; Jungkook is now able to perceive hushed laughter.

Curious, he pushes the blanket aside and makes his way out of the room to the living room where his heart finally ceases hurting at the sight of the two men he’s been looking for, trying to hold in their laughter (probably not to wake him up) with a mess of small, colorful papers all around them. Taehyung has one on his forehead which Jimin seems to think is he most hilarious thing he’s ever seen.

The sight makes him smile, but leaves him nonetheless as confused as he was when he woke up.

‘’Oh Kooks!’’ Taehyung exclaims. ‘’Out of Silla, Baekje and Goryeo which kingdom was run by King Dongmyeong a.k.a Jumong at the very beginning? ’’
‘’Uh?’’

Jimin sticks a post-it on his forehead with a smile. Jungkook reaches for the piece of paper, still not understanding the situation.

‘’Goryeo.’’ He reads on the paper.
‘’That is correct!’’ Taehyung exclaims happily. ‘’Now, what would you like as a reward for answering correctly?’’
‘’Let’s keep it PG 13, though.’’ Jimin warns.

Upon realizing that while he was sleeping, his boyfriends have been making small study notes and thought of a game to make it easier for him to study, Jungkook is hit by a wave of affection.

‘’You…did this for me?’’ No matter how strong he liked to make others believe he was, there were times where the real Jungkook would come out, the insecure, full of love Jeon Jungkook. Now was one of these times.
‘’Taetae thought you needed a bit of hel-
‘’Jimin and I thought you needed help and motivation so we made this for you.’’ Taehyung rectifies.
‘’I fucking love you guys.’’ Waking forward he ends up in Jimin arms because he’s standing the closest, with an arm outstretched for Taehyung to join them. Jimin chuckles trying to fix Jungkook’s bed hair poking at his eye as Taehyung hugs them both being the tallest of the three-by one centimeter.

Pulling away, Jungkook plants a loving kiss on Taehyung’s forehead and then proceeds to the same to Jimin’s nose.

‘’Was that the reward you wanted. To kiss us? You are such a generous man Jungkook’’ Taehyung says with a mischievous voice.
‘’Hell no!’’
‘’When was Seoul founded?’’ Jimin quickly asks before they can start arguing.

**

Tae ♥ : Im at your school, when do they free you?
Is the text Jungkook receives a Wednesday afternoon from his boyfriend.

After informing Taehyung of the time his last class ended, he made sure to finish his message with a row of interrogation mark when asking about the reason of his presence at his school.
At 17:00, when Jungkook picks his freedom up at the door where he left it when he entered the class, he sends one more message to Taehyung, asking about his exact geographical potion in the school. Taehyung has always been vague with his answers.

Tae ♥ : Stairs

Is the late, simple and useless answer he gets in return. He spends the next fifteen minutes looking for Taehyung around the school. When he’s faced with a group of students, laughing and talking loudly he knows he’s found the man he’s looking for.
Making his way between the people, Jungkook finally reaches him, falling face-to-face with an excited Taehyung in the middle of explaining something.

‘’Kookie!’’ He greets his boyfriend joyfully with a kiss-which doesn’t surprise anyone since most people know Jungkook is dating Taehyung.

However, what does surprise is when Jungkook slightly deepen the kiss. Maybe it’s to prove everyone Taehyung is his, or maybe it’s to show Taehyung he’s faintly annoyed, or maybe he’s only seeking comfort from Taehyung because he doesn’t like being surrounded by so many people.

Whatever it is, Taehyung gets the hint and excuses himself from his mini fan club who looks disappointed to see him leave.

‘’You okay, baby bun?’’
‘’Mh, yeah. Why are you here?’’

Taehyung explodes in a fit of laughter at the blunt question.

‘’I see you’re very happy to see me.’’
‘’I am! I’m just…wondering.’’
‘’Had to meet a friend who still studies here. Besides, Minie asked me to drag you home after class.’’
‘’What, why?’’
‘’No idea.’’ He shrugs. ‘’I don’t really see where you’d go, anyway. But Minie’s wishes are my command.’’
‘’He’s home?’’
‘’Yeah.’’
‘’Woah, he’s home early today.’’

Taehyung nods and they fall in a comfortable silence where they’re both lost in their thoughts. After a moment, Taehyung adds:

‘’I miss him.’’
‘’Me too.’’ Jungkook agrees.

They make it home under thirty minutes. While Taehyung unlocks the door, soft footsteps can be heard from the other side of the door, stomping and hastily getting closer. Maybe it’s only him, but Jungkook thinks he hears happiness in those footsteps.

‘’Taetae, Kookie. Close your eyes.’’ Is the first thing Jimin tells them when the door opens on his smiling face.

At first, they send him a curious look but in the end, just like Jimin expects them to react, they obey and close their eyes.

‘’Jimin, what ar- Jungkook’s voice is cut by a kiss full of desire and hunger. He momentary freezes, taken by surprise but quickly recovers and wraps his arm around the smaller frame of his boyfriend. Taehyung seems to guess what they are doing by their breathing and the sound of their lips connecting together.

‘’Hey, are you gonna leave me here with no affection? You know I’d enjoy seeing you two kissing better than only listening.’’

Jimin’s lips leave Jungkook’s for a short while.

‘’Don’t worry Tae, you’re next.’’

Jimin leans in one last time, leaving a kiss on his lips that makes Jungkook expects the rest of the night. Jungkook is about to open his eyes but Jimin quickly covers them with his hand.

‘’No-uh Kooks, you keep your eyes closed.’’

He can’t see but he knows Taehyung is probably smirking.

‘’It’s okay baby bun, I’ll make sure to suck the life out of Jimin so you have something to imagine.’’
‘’Tae, you kinda just…turned me off.’’ Jimin says.
‘’What?! No! Omg, sorry, I’ll be super soft with you my squishy cheek. I promise.’’

As a matter of fact, the second Jimin is at reach, he gently brings him into his arms, holding him like he’s the most precious thing in the world, his hands slowly feeling him to find his cheeks. Jimin smiles and slightly blush at how careful his boyfriend is being, even though he knows neither of his boyfriends can see him.

They take their time kissing, even when Jimin allows Taehyung’s access to his tongue. Every movement, every touch and every kiss is careful but loving.

Finally, they pull away and once again Jimin has to remind them to keep their eyes close. Forgetful brats.

He leads them by the hand to the kitchen where he sits them in their usual place. However, he can’t say this was done smoothly. Taehyung had almost broken his neck when he tripped over the table’s leg. To Jimin’s bewilderment, he had kept his eyes closed following the initial order as his boyfriend had rushed to help him up and apologize; planting butterfly kisses on the spot Taehyung claimed was hurting.

When everyone is finally sitting down, Jimin starts speaking.

‘’I don’t know if I’m the only one who feels that way but I haven’t been able to see you two a lot lately because of work and I miss you so fucking much, you have no idea.’’

Taehyung nods his head eagerly making Jimin chuckle.

‘’Therefore, I thought it was about time we took a moment just to be together.’’ He pauses. ‘’Mh, you can open your eyes.’’ Jimin says, his voice only slightly shaking.

Jungkook and Taehyung discover the table already set up, candles and everything, the light dim and small gifts in front of them.

Taehyung is the first one who reaches for the package while Jungkook’s first reflex is to stand up and kiss Jimin to thank him. Jimin waits patiently for Taehyung to open his gift; he knows the thank you kiss will come after.

‘’Minie! You are THE most awesome boyfriend ever.’’ Taehyung shouts enthusiastically holding the new watch Jimin had purchased for him, immediately correcting his previous statement. ‘’You’re pretty awesome too Kookie.’’

While holding his watch in his hands he walks to Jimin who’s sitting on the other side of the table, asking him to put it on for him while he decides to sit on his lap as he waits. The position is all but convenient but Jimin still manages to tie the gift around his wrist as Taehyung kisses his forehead and his nose either to distracts himself or to thank him.

Before going back to his seat he whispers in Jimin’s ear:

‘’I do intend on thanking you properly tonight.’’

He kisses his neck and on that promise, he walks back to his seat.

Their attention is now on Jungkook who is looking at his gift like he can’t believe Jimin spent that much money. Which is probably what his look means because Jimin did spend a lotof money on their gifts. But he doesn’t mind, he’s like that. He’ll do anything for the two men he loves so dearly.

He doesn’t expect them to buy them expensive gifts either, they have their own way of showing him they love him and that’s all he wants.

‘’Put it on.’’ Taehyung demands as Jungkook fidgets with his new hoodie.

Jimin had also bought some accessories such as earrings because he knows how much Jungkook loves them but with his small student salary he can’t afford ones that won’t causes him so have infections.

After complimenting Jungkook on how good he looks in the hoodie and making him cat walk around the kitchen, Taehyung realises something.

‘’Wait, did you…cook dinner?’’
‘’I did.’’

Jungkook snaps his head so fast, Jimin winces in pain at his place.

‘’You, Park Jimin, who cannot cook, cooked dinner?!’’
‘’Hey, I swear it’s edible alright. I tasted it before so I wouldn’t poison you.’’
‘’I’m sure it’s gonna taste amazing.’’ Taehyung reassures him while Jungkook being the brat that he is, snorts.

In their six years of dating and 1 and a half of communal life, never had Jimin cooked. Well, he did once and Jungkook had come back from school to the sound of the smoke detector and the sight of a cloud of smoke coming out of whatever Jimin had tried to cook. Since then, only Jungkook and Taehyung were allowed around the kitchen.

What they didn’t know was that Jimin had practiced behind their back. He managed to cook a decent dinner too, to Taehyung and Jungkook’s stomachs happiness.

Needless to say that once they’ve cleaned the table, washed the dishes, they soon find themselves in another round of heated kissing. As they head to the bedroom Jimin asks Jungkook:
‘’Are you joining us tonight?’’

Jungkook being less sex-centered or simply less hormonal, he didn’t always join his two boyfriends when they were making love. He did enjoy being pleased and please them but not at the same frequency as the other two would. He was glad they had each other to fulfill their need, though.

However, there was no way he would let the opportunity pass tonight.

Putting aside the fact that Jimin did deserve to see stars tonight, he had been so immerse in school and they haven’t been able to see each other often that if there was one thing that he really wanted right now, it was to kiss every bit of his boyfriends and do a lot more with them.

To answer his question, Jungkook pushes both male towards the bedroom, a simple sign his boyfriends immediately understand making them chuckle in excitement.

‘’I think we can agree that tonight, you’re the one receiving.’’ Taehyung says as he pushes Jimin on the bed.

Jimin makes a noise of protest but Jungkook is already working on his belt as Taehyung captures his lips to show he could not protest.

It’s when his grips tighten around Jungkook’s hair as the boy bites at the skin of his neck, unable to contain the moan that leaves his lips because Taehyung is working down on him, that Jimin thinks that for nothing in the world would he want anything more or less than Taehyung and Jungkook.

**

‘’Isn’t that my shirt?’’
‘’Are you still surprised? You know Jimin gets off to your sole scent.’’
‘’Not true!’’ Jimin exclaims. ‘’His shirts are just…comfier.’’ He protests weakly.
‘’Well, buy XL t-shirts then?’’
‘’Doesn’t feel the same.’’
‘’See what I told you.’’
‘’Shut up Tae!’’ Jimin throws his jacket at Taehyung’s face.
‘’Where are you going, anyway?’’
‘’Work out.’’
‘’You are not gonna sweat and ruin my t-shirt. Give it back.’’

Jimin puts his best kicked puppy face in hope of convincing his boyfriend of letting him keep the t-shirt.

‘’But you have tons of white t-shirts.’’
‘’I don’t care.’’

Jungkook stands up from the couch, carefully moving Taehyung’s legs that were resting on his lap, to run after Jimin who hid in their room. God knows what that gnome could do. He doubts Jimin would escape through the window considering they were living on the 8th floor.

‘’You are a child, Park Jimin, open the door!’’
‘’No.’’
‘’Jimin.’’ Jungkook warns.

He hears Jimin running in the bedroom as he laughs and he just can’t help the smile forming on his lips. Shaking his head at his boyfriend’s childish antics, Jungkook thinks of all the times they end up playing like that, like they were five again.

Quite honestly, he doesn’t care at all if Jimin wears his shirt to work out and Jimin knows it too. It was no secret that he even enjoyed seeing the boy in his clothes. What really annoyed him was how cute he looked and how playful he would get whenever Jungkook didn’t give him what he wants.

He gives Jimin three seconds to hide wherever he decided to hide because he knows Jimin has unlocked the door, hell, he’s not even sure the door was locked in the first place.

Jungkook is a fair player.

Right as he’s about to open the door, Jungkook feels a presence behind him. Turning around, he’s faced with a cheeky Taehyung with a blanket tied around his neck as a cape.

‘’And you are?’’ Jungkook asks.
‘’I’m SuperTaetae and I will save Mr. Marshmallow.’’

How original, Jungkook thinks.

Jimin seems to agree with the initiative because he makes an incomprehensible remark from where he’s hiding.

Jungkook smirks and barges into the room before Superman’s lookalike (*cough* with a lot of imagination *cough*) could get him first.

Jimin yelps and even Taehyung can’t help but face palm at his lack of discretion. Baby Jimin was probably horrible at playing hide and seek.

Darting to the bed, Jungkook wastes no time in capturing Jimin’s foot-that is still attached to the rest of his body (No human was hurt during this game of hide and seek)- that’s coming out from under the bed. However, as he’s about to pull him from his terrible hiding spot, SuperTaetae jumps on his back resulting in Jungkook putting his main goal aside to catch Taehyung who will most likely fall if he lets him be. That’s something he had learnt from dating the boy. Whenever Taehyung would put his life in danger; he wouldn’t put any protective measures but will leave it to others to assure his safety instead.

‘’Run, Mr. Marshmallow! I’m here to save you!’’
‘’I would very much like that SuperTaetae but my foot is still in Jungkook’s hand!’’
‘’Oh.’’ Taehyung pauses. ‘’Let go of my man evil Jungkook!’’
‘’Oh you are so scary SuperTaetae, I cannot do anything else but listen to your orders.’’

Taehyung looks down happily at Jimin.

‘’Or not.’’ Jungkook adds with a smirk, making Taehyung’s expression fall as fast as it appeared. In a second, Jungkook is out of the room running with Taehyung clinging to his neck suddenly very scared for his life. And in the next, he is being thrown on the sofa, almost falling off because of the force Jungkook had thrown him with.

‘’Ouch, I hurt the 3rd toe of my left foot.’’ Taehyung says holding his foot, trying to make a diversion after briefly seeing that Jimin was trying to make a run out of the room and unto the bathroom.
‘’Taehyung.’’ Jungkook says, done with his boyfriend’s shit. ‘’That’s your right foot you’re holding.’’
‘’Fuck.’’

No one knows who said it. Maybe they all did.

**

It’s not a secret that they’ve faced many hardships being in a polyamory relationship and it’s certainly not a secret that at some point, one of them wanted to give up on everything, either. From the beginning they had to adjust to their situation, putting in as many efforts as it would take because they knew they could make this work. But they also knew love wouldn’t be enough.

They had made some sacrifices, they all had at some point, but Jungkook is the one who had it the hardest. Taehyung and Jimin can’t help feeling sorry and sometimes wish they wouldn’t have messed up Jungkook’s life.
But what is done is done. They don’t regret being with him because without Jungkook they wouldn’t even be together in the first place, but they regret what they caused. It was already hard for Jungkook’s parents to accept their son wasn’t exactly the straightest boy on this planet so when they learnt he was in a relationship not with one but two guys, they had literally closed their door on him, telling him to come back when he would be normal.

It took a few years until Jungkook heard from them. One night, he had gotten so drunk and had called his parents- who did not answer his thirty-three calls, so he finally decided to leave a message- crying but not apologizing for what he was and for whom he loved. The next day, his father had sent him a text telling him he should come around one day so they could talk.

They had been accused of being horny fucks, unfaithful, into some kind of sects, into orgies and more. They’ve been hurt emotionally and physically because of their choice of relationship but they stood up together, holding hands, no gap between them.

They’ve proven everyone wrong.
And damn, it felt good.

It had happened once, though. Once when the rumors, the negative comments, the warnings had affected Jimin. People had been able to convince him it wouldn’t work and that no one was able to love more than one person. They had convinced him Taehyung didn’t love him and neither did Jungkook.

They had convinced him he didn’t want them and that he didn’t love them. That he was with them because he needed affection and some good fucking.

And he had believed them.

But Jimin was frail back then, unsure, still at the stage where he was wondering if they could make it work, always doubting. No wonder he got so affected.

However, they could have gone through that easily. They really could have, if they had noticed what was going on with Jimin. Their secretive, caring and sensible Jimin.

He had spent days locked in his room, thinking and god knows what happens when Jimin overthinks. Whatever conclusion he had reached, they had found him after 17 missed calls, and 62 texts, sloppily dancing with a guy in a club.

Taehyung had seen red.

It’s probably something none of them was proud of but without that incident, they wouldn’t have known how important it was to communicate their feelings, and not to give a shit about others and whatever their irrelevant opinion was.

Nothing mattered besides them.

**

‘’Do you know what we should do.’’ Taehyung asks his two sleepy boyfriends who had just woken up.
‘’What?’’ Jungkook groggily asks while rubbing his eyes.
‘’We definitely should go camping again.’’

Jungkook falls back in his pillow with a groan as Jimin wrinkles his nose and hides his face in the warm shoulder that had shortly left him

‘’That’d be cool Taetae.’’ Jimin hums. Unlike his boyfriends, Jungkook actually thinks back of the time they had gone camping- The one and only time they did- resulting in another groan filling the room.
‘’You okay there, Kookie?’’
‘’Yeah, no. I’m not sure I want to save one of you from drowning and lose the other one in the forest again.’’
‘’That was both Taehyung.’’ Jimin states, the vibration of his voice caressing Jungkook’s shoulder.
‘’Of course it was.’’
‘’Hey, those were mistakes and I didn’t drown I was looking for fishes, doing scuba diving to explore the seabed.’’
‘’In a lake. In themiddle of a lake.’’
‘’With no actual scuba.’’ Jimin adds.

‘’Fuck you two.’’ Taehyung huffs before jumping on the bed to purposely disturb Jimin who’s trying his best to fall back asleep. ‘’Come onnnnn. It’ll be cool.’’
‘’Define cool.’’ Jungkook asks, unimpressed.
‘’Bears!’’ Jungkook eyes shoot open like he had said the craziest thing, which he kinda did. In Jungkook’s dictionary, cool doesn’t mean getting friendly with a bear and ending up half eaten.
The image of Taehyung drinking tea with a bear in an apron makes him shiver. ‘’Butterflies!’’ Taehyung continues unbothered by Jungkook’s reaction. ‘’ Nature! WITH! MY! AMAZING! BOYFRIENDS! At least bunnies don’t judge us, not like half the population of this city.’’ He finishes with a pout.

‘’I damn hope they don’t, have you seen how many babies they have?! Talk about being horny.’’

Jimin giggles in Jungkook’s shoulder, finally moving his head up so he can look at Taehyung who had rested an elbow on his butt which he is currently using as an armrest.

‘’Bunnies are cute.’’
‘’That’s the spirit, Minie!’’ Taehyung says, cheerfully slapping Jimin’s ass making the brutalized boy mouth a silent ‘’Ow’’.

‘’I thought you were on my side.’’
‘’I don’t take sides.’’ Jimin says frowning, expecting the upcoming slap that never comes. ‘’But honestly Tae, we can just do camping in the living room instead. I hate mosquitoes! They always use me as their breakfast, lunch and dinner.’’
‘’Mosquitoes don’t bite.’’ Taehyung affirms.

‘’They do, but since these lil motherfuckers seem to enjoy my A+ quality blood better than your D- one, you dunno that.’’
‘’Language, Minie.’’
‘’Facts, Taetae.’’

‘’Alright, alright. Let’s vote and set a good example by using democracy.’’ Jungkook tries to calm them down. He should have known better than that and immediately regrets bringing democracy up as Taehyung jumps on the opportunity.

‘’Good example for whom? Mites? I’m pretty sure they already have some kind of society rules. Maybe they still have monarchy, or maybe..oh-oh I know! They are capitalists!’’
‘’Tae you can live in a democratic and capitalist society, that’s not-‘’
‘’Shut up, have you seen how they take advantage of us? They live on us without even paying rent, and eat our skin for free! Stingy little insects.’’ He ends his speech, looking suspiciously at the bed where tons of his new friends are living for free.
‘’He’s not wrong.’’ Jimin says, one finger pointing at the ceiling.
‘’I know he’s not, that’s why I’m so done.’’ Jungkook replies, massaging the bridge of his nose. ‘’The day hasn’t even started, for god’s sake.’’

Taehyung leans forward and leave a short but loud kiss on Jungkook’s lips.

‘’Morning, Kookie.’’

They had spent the rest of the day setting up blankets (and little lights because Jimin thought they were cute. Jungkook had snorted saying he was being damn hipster) in the living room to make a fort-which Taehyung had claimed as his castle (who’s talking about monarchy now) where they had camped the following night.

Jimin had woken up in the middle of the night because of buzzing.

Oh fuck no. He had thought, looking in the darkness for the lil motherfuckers looking for their late night snack. He had eventually realized it only was Taehyung messing up with him by faking mosquitoes buzzing when his boyfriend had started laughing in his pillow when he heard Jimin trying to chase them away.

Jungkook had woken up to Jimin sitting on Taehyung’s back, trying to choke him with two pillows. Looking at them through his half-opened eyes, he had sighed and went back to sleep like it was the most normal thing in the world.

**

They were all lying down on their tummies, breathing hard, eyes filled with the remaining of lust but mostly with love. It was one of those nights where they had made love. And yes-Jungkook had joined.

The boy even cracked a smile looking at Taehyung and pushed off his sweaty bang away from his eyes.

‘’Remember our first time?’’ He asked to his boyfriends.

A choral of hums fills the room. If two voices could be considered a choral...

‘’Tae was hurting so much. I felt so bad.’’ Jimin says from his side of Jungkook.

Jungkook hums ‘’I freaked out and thought I’d never have sex again after that. I was too scared of hurting him again.’’

Taehyung chuckles.

‘’You looked like you were about to faint, Kookie. I had never seen you so pale.’’ Jimin adds.
‘’Like you were any better. You kept kissing him everywhere and whispering in his ear as you held his hand, like that’d make the pain go away.
‘’It did help. Took me how many times to get used to that feeling, though? three times?’’
‘’Five.’’ Jimin states.
‘’It hurt like hell. At some point I thought I’d let you two have fun without me forever.’’
‘’Kookie wasn’t even having fun back then.’’
‘’That’s true.’’

Jimin reaches for Jungkook’s sweaty back where he meets Taehyung’s hand.

‘’Who would have thought you’d become the horniest of us three?’’ Jimin asks Taehyung.
‘’I’d say you’re pretty horny too, Chim.’’

They keep silent for a while. ‘’I’m so happy to have you both.’’ Jimin says with nothing but love. Two heads turn toward him, two different smiles on each face. Two different but somehow similar smiles.

‘’I love you so, so much.’’ Taehyung says. ‘’We’re perfect, the most perfect boyfriends ever.’’
‘’Not perfect, but we’re working on it.’’ Jungkook rectifies to which Taehyung and Jimin immediately agree. ‘’Thank you. Thank you so much for giving us a chance.’’ He finishes, voice full with understatements. The two hands on his back automatically start rubbing circles to soothe him.

Where was the fun in being perfect, anyway?

Being in love was enough.

**

‘’Where’s Jimin?’’
‘’I don’t care.’’ Taehyung answers without looking up from his phone.

Well, that was new. Jungkook thought a frown between his eyebrows, making him look a bit older.

‘’Hm, alright. What happened?’’ He asks seriously while sitting down on the couch just at Taehyung’s feet.
‘’Ask him.’’
‘’Tae, don’t be childish. What happened? Did you guys fight after I left for school.’’

His boyfriend lets out an exasperate sigh and puts down his phone.

‘’Did he tell you he accepted to take more work.’’
‘’Uh, no? But I don’t understand how…
‘’You don’t understand? We barely see him, for fuck’s sake! And now he accepts taking more work. Does he even care about us?’’ Taehyung explains his face completely distorted by anger.

Jungkook dares to put his hand on Taehyung’s knee and relax upon seeing the boy doesn’t seem to mind the contact.

‘’You know Jimin, he can’t say no. His boss probably asked him and he couldn’t refuse. You know he’s trying. He loves us and you know it.’’
‘’Yeah well, I’d like him to show it too.’’
‘’He got the job four months ago! He has to accept everything they ask him if he wants to get a better position in the company later on. Don’t be like that Tae, he needs our support.’’

Taehyung seems to realize he’s been too far and relax a little bit, anger not completely disappearing from his features but mixed with shame. It doesn’t take long for Jungkook to notice the expression he’s making and understand there is more to the problem.

‘’What did you do?’’ He asks, his voice empty from judgement.

Taehyung sighs. Not a good sign.

‘’Well, after you left and we fought. I got upset when Jimin told me he still loved us as much as before so…I might have told him that we didn’t. ‘’Jungkook grunts, taking his hand off Taehyung’s knee. ‘’-And I might also have said that you loved me more.’’
‘’TAEHYUNG!’’
‘’I know, okay! I was stupid.’’
‘’You know I fucking hate those stupid I-love-the-other-more bullshit. You know it! And you know very well it’s not true.’’
‘’I do but I was mad and it just…came out.’’
‘’He must feel like shit. It’s Jimin we’re talking about. He probably already feels bad because he’s not able to be with us often and I’m pretty sure his overthinking little brain thought at some point that we would leave him and then you come and tell him that?! Are you out of your mind?!’’ Now Jungkook isn’t sitting on the couch anymore, doing his best to keep a distance between his boyfriend and him. ‘’That was so low of you Taehyung, I can’t believe.’’ By the time Jungkook finishes his sentence, Taehyung has already stood up too, his neck veins popping and apparent.

‘’Then what the fuck was I supposed to do?! I know alright! I know I fucked up but I can’t help being mad at him for putting his job before us.’’
‘’He’s not putting his job before us goddammit. Tae, are you really that clueless!? With me studying and your minimum wage job, who do you think pays for the bills of this apartment?! Uh?’’

Taehyung falls back on the couch, his head between his hands.

‘’FUCK!’’ He screams in frustration.
‘’You’re gonna fix this Kim Taehyung.’’
‘’I thought we agreed not to take sides.’’ Taehyung snickers ironically.
‘’I’m not picking a side. All I’m saying is that you fix the mess you created because I want Jimin home in one hour, you hear me? I’m not letting either of you in the bedroom until you’ve talked!’’ He screams slamming the door behind him.

Once he’s locked himself in their room, Jungkook lets out a frustrated sigh as he takes out his phone.

To Minie♥ : I love you Jimin. Don’t ever doubt that.

He clicks on send before closing his phone for the rest of the night.

At the same moment, Taehyung is still sitting on the couch his head weakly dangling between his shoulders. Feeling like the shittiest boyfriend, he reaches for his phone and dial Yoongi’s number who picks up at the second ring.
‘’Whad’you want so late.’’
‘’I know Jimin is with you.’’
‘’And how are you so sure of that?’’
‘’Hyung’’ Taehyung begs close to tears. ‘’Please let me talk to him.’’

Yoongi sighs.

‘’Can’t promise he’ll want to talk to you Taehyung. Hang on a second.’’

It takes a total of thirty seconds before Taehyung hears someone breathing on the other end.

‘’Minie?’’

No answer.

‘’I-I know you’re mad at me but please come home. We should talk about what happened this morning, yeah? Please. Come home.’’ He repeats in a whisper. ‘’ You’re making Jungkook worry. And me too, of course. We both care about you Minie. I was wrong this morning, so fucking wrong. Please let me make it up to you.’’

He waits for an answer, he’s patient, he won’t rush Jimin. After a couple of minutes of silence, Jimin whispers ‘’I’ll come’’ with a broken voice and ends the call before hearing Taehyung’s answer.

Taehyung nervously waits by the door, biting his lips and turning in circles like a dog chasing after its tail. He looks at the time on his watch-the watch Jimin had given him some weeks ago- and walks to their bedroom where he softly knocks on the door.

‘’Are you not gonna eat?’’

He hears Jungkook rustling but the boy doesn’t answer him. At the same moment, the front door opens making Taehyung rushes to welcome Jimin back.

‘’Minie…’’ He says, coming to a halt in front of his boyfriend. Immediately feeling guilty when he sees Jimin’s puffy red eyes, tired from crying, and his messy hair.

On instinct, he moves forward to take the boy in his arms but stops when Jimin looks up at him with eyes that tell him not to.

Taehyung nervously licks his lips before moving aside to let Jimin come in.

‘’Are you…did you eat?’’
‘’I did.’’
‘’Great. Hm would you…’’ Taehyung looks at Jimin helplessly, feeling completely lost and sorry. ‘’Listen, I’m so, so sorry for what I said this morning. It was completely stupid and mean. I love you so fucking much Jimin, I never stopped. I just miss you…but that doesn’t excuse my words. I shouldn’t have said what I did about Jungkook loving me more. I’ve been a dick to you. A complete asshole. Jungkook wanted to cut my head and throw it out the window when I told him. He loves you, Minie. We both love you, you’re our precious Mr. Marshmallow. Our sunshine. I don’t deserve you. I don’t deserve any of you.’’

‘’Don’t make this about you Kim Taehyung!’’ Jungkook screams from the bedroom, shocking them both.
‘’He’s right, sorry. I won’t ask you to forgive me but I hope you know how sorry I am.’’ He finishes with his head low in shame.

Jimin fidgets before taking a step towards his boyfriend.

‘’I’m sorry for being so absent and not being a proper boyfriend to the both of you.’’ He says, taking Taehyung’s arm delicately between his fingers before letting his hand slide down his arm to hold Taehyung’s hand.

Taking his hand away to cup Jimin’s cheeks and caress his cheekbones with his thumbs Taehyung protests by reassuring his boyfriend with the first words that come to his mind.

‘’No, Minie, you have nothing to apologise for. I know you’re doing your best. I’ve been selfish. I didn’t think about all the things you’re doing for us. I’m sorry.’’
‘’You’re forgiven.’’ Jimin replies with a small smile, staring in Taehyung’s shameful eyes. He chuckles a little before quickly pecking his lips. ‘’I’m glad Kookie didn’t have the time to cut your head off.’’
‘’I am too, even though I deserved it.’’

They move to the living room naturally, like they both knew they were going to end there at some point.

It’s not that they never fought, but whenever they did it would always end up in cuddles and soft kisses.

Jimin playfully pushes Taehyung on the couch to be the one being held and not the one holding. And Taehyung is in no position to refuse this simple request. The smaller body of his boyfriend fits itself on his side and he wraps an arm around his waist to keep him in place. They stay in that position for a while, not kissing, not talking but just taking each other in. Jimin likes to think that it’s part of their forgiving process. If he could handle being so close to someone he fought with a couple of minutes ago in complete silence, it was a pretty good sign that he had forgiven his boyfriend.

Once this conclusion falls upon him, he makes the first move because he knows Taehyung is waiting for him. Turning slightly on his side to hide is nose in Taehyung’s neck and leaving butterfly kisses on his collarbones, Taehyung raises his head a bit to give him more space to please his neck.

When Jimin puts more pressure and let his lips linger on his neck, Taehyung likes to think the butterflies flew away and smile at his own analogy. Slowly, Jimin stretches his neck to be able to kiss Taehyung right on the lips. With his free hand, he reaches out to hold Jimin’s face, bringing him closer so there’s no space between their lips. Taehyung always hated empty space.

As that was his cue, Jimin moves so he can be on top of him, supporting himself with his hands, letting Taehyung take the lead as the boy can finally hold Jimin’s face between his two hands. There’s no need for much teasing or nibbling for their mouths to open on a silent mutual agreement and for their tongues to meet. Taehyung lets out a small moan when Jimin sucks rather skilfully at his tongue which seems to please his boyfriend who redoubles his efforts.

Taehyung’s hands leave his boyfriend’s face to find their way under his shirt. His long and warm fingers trace the end of Jimin’s spine knowing it will make Jimin shiver. As a matter of fact, Jimin stops kissing Taehyung and sits back, quickly taking off his shirt like the fabric has been itching and like a shirt is the most irritating and useless thing ever. That being done, he exposes Taehyung to one of favourite view.

Jimin was art.

There were no other ways of saying it. It’s like someone had taken forever designing each and every part of his body so it looked perfect and mesmerizing.

Taehyung loses himself observing Jimin’s naked torso that he probably knows by heart with both his mouth and his hands. Suddenly, what he feels is so far away is just above him. Jimin’s clavicles ghosting over his mouth. He wastes no time in caching the skin between his lips and then between his teeth, gently. He doesn’t know when he reached for Jimin’s butt but he’s glad he did because it gives him a perfect grip on his boyfriend who seems to enjoy the contact as much as he does, judging from his hard member.

Panting, his eyes full of lust Taehyung asks:

‘’Chim, let me blow you, please.’’

Jimin’s eyes are suddenly just above his own, looking directly in his orbs. Breaking into a smile, Jimin leans in to catch Taehyung’s lips.

‘’ I thought you’d never ask.’’

An hour, more-or-so, later, they’ve come down from their high, suddenly feeling the sleepiness and realizing how late it is they decide to join Jungkook in bed who has probably fallen asleep by now.

Knowing that to make sure that none of them entered the room before they made up Jungkook had locked the door, Taehyung softly knocks as he calls their boyfriend’s name.

‘’Do you think he locked us outside?’’ He asks Jimin who ignores his question and turns the knob.
Turned out, it wasn’t locked.

Smiling smugly at Taehyung, Jimin enters the room first already stripped in only his underwear as Taehyung hurriedly takes off his shirt and disappears in the bathroom to brush his teeth.

When he returns, he’s faced with the sweet sight of Jimin leaning down on Jungkook, brushing his hair away from his face and talking in hushes like his voice could come out too loud and disturb their boyfriend’s sleepy senses.

The next thing that catches his eye is the two pillows placed on each side of Jungkook. Jimin had told him about this habit of his whenever the younger of the trio found himself sleeping alone. As his thoughts wander about all the cute habits Jungkook had, the boy stirs from sleep. Once he realises that Jimin is back home he wastes no time in wrapping his arms around Jimin’s body, bringing him down with him. In order not to get either of them hurt, Jimin has to support himself with his hands that are awkwardly leaning on a corner of one of the pillow for the right one and on the mattress for the left one.

Finally giving in, Jimin moves one of the pillows away and finds a comfortable position plastered against Jungkook who turns on his side to give Jimin his full attention. Taehyung continues fondly watching them whispering to each other before joining them.

Jungkook doesn’t nudge much when he feels the only pillow left disappear to be replaced by a warm body. He doesn’t react either when Taehyung kisses his nape before leaning his forehead on his back, ready to go to sleep.

The faint loving words exchanged between his two boyfriends soothe him to dreamland. The last thing he remembers before falling asleep is feeling the bed dip, Jungkook moving and then two kisses on his forehead.

‘’Is he asleep?’’
‘’I think he is.’’ Jungkook responds as he pecks Jimin’s knuckles. ‘’You know what this reminds me of?’’
‘’What?’’ Jimin asks in a whisper.
‘’All the times we bring him home when he’s wasted.’’

Jimin decides not to answer out loud but the smile on his lips lets Jungkook knows that he feels the same way.

No matter what kind of trouble they had to go through for Taehyung, it always seemed like it was worth it. Taehyung was the one they could always count on. The creative one. The one who always brought something new to their relationship. The one that both pushed and lead them forward. The one who would fight for them, the one who acted on impulse. The type of person who would throw the first punch in a fight because his feelings took a bigger space than reflection did. Maybe he was wrong, but it was endearing. Sometimes…Most of the time.

Jungkook moving in bed causes Jimin to stop his reveries and focus back on him.

‘’Are you going back to sleep?’’
‘’Mh, turn around.’’ Jungkook says with his eyelids half-closed.

Jimin does as he’s told, getting in their usual sleeping arrangement. Once his back is facing his boyfriend, Jungkook brings him in his arms where he shifts until he feels comfortable. When the both of them are content with their current position, Jungkook reaches for Taehyung’s arm and brings it over his waist. Even in his sleep, Taehyung notices the change and unconsciously lean closer to Jungkook’s back, finding his previous position when his forehead floppily and naturally falls to rest on the spot between his shoulder blades.

A content sigh escapes someone’s lips and float around the room only to fall back when they all leave for dreamland.

**

Taehyung wakes up alone to the sound of their annoying alarm clock-why did they need that again? He cracks one eye open and shivers at the very large and empty spot separating him from the culprit of his sudden bad mood. However, once the digits make sense in his head, he jumps off the bed in surprise. His boyfriends had probably hit the snooze button a couple of times to let him sleep a bit more. He could still make it at work on time if he hurried up. Running to the bathroom, he opens the door without worrying knocking first-someone really had to fix the lock- directly heading for the toilet as he feels like his bladder is about to explode.

‘’Morning Tae.’’ Jungkook mumbles as he puts on his acne cream, standing in front of the mirror.
‘’Morning.’’ He replies in a satisfied sigh when he finally empties all the liquids his bladder had kept during the night. Patting his belly pleased with his morning job, he pulls his boxer back on and pulls the shower curtain aside to greet Jimin with a kiss. Jimin’s thumb full of shampoo accidently ends up in Taehyung’s eye when they pull away- which is absolutely and entirely Taehyung’s fault since he moved away too quickly because he was getting wet.

Karma.

‘’Ow! It fucking burns. I was not ready for this kind of attack so early in the morning. ’’ He complains, closing his eye as the burning starts taking over his whole eye.
‘’Here, here.’’ Jungkook says as he brings him closer. After cleaning his hands, he helps Taehyung’s ‘injured’ eye by providing him with water. ‘’Can’t you use your other eye to reach the sink?’’
‘’No, the burning has taken over it too.’’

Jungkook shakes his head at Taehyung’s ridiculous answer and rolls his eyes at Jimin’s who’s watching them in worry ever since Taehyung had started screaming.

Believe it or not, they all make it alive.

Forty-five minutes later, after eating a quick breakfast and dressing up, they all find themselves in the bathroom again, brushing their teeth.

Jungkook never told anyone but this is probably his favourite moment of the day. He loves looking in the mirror at his two boyfriends too busy on brushing their teeth to notice his gaze. He loves how even when doing something so trivial, their personalities clash against each other.

Taehyung was leaning close to the mirror, a hand on the edge of the sink, moving his eyebrows to create different facial expressions and humming whatever song he had in mind that day.

Jimin was standing as straight as a line, looking at himself in the mirror, his free hand combing his hair, sometimes breaking into a duet when he liked the song Taehyung had chosen.

And then there was him, Jungkook, watching them in the mirror, a small smile on his lips, feeling warm and calm.

Three wasn’t odd, three was perfect.

Even numbers or not, he couldn’t be convinced otherwise.

Once again being the first one to finish brushing his teeth, he cleans his mouth and leaves a kiss on a Taehyung’s temple. Taehyung who hums as to tell him to have a good day.

Then he moves to kiss Jimin’s waiting cheek as Jimin presses his hand in his. No need for words.

Just like that he’s out of the house. Out in a world that didn’t always accept him and his choices but to which he had to contribute anyway.

Things are undeniably better in three, he thinks as the spring wind caresses his face in approval.

Just before hopping on the bus, his mind wanders to the two men who would be waiting for him when he would get back home.

In the end, all that mattered was to have a home. Everyone was free to build it the way they wanted. The way it would make them feel free, loved and safe.

Home.

Jungkook smiles.
**