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Juyeon stood behind you as you assessed how you were both going to carry the couch up to your apartment. You look down at your shoes, unsure, when another set of shoes comes into your vision. You look up, “Minnie, you’re finally back!” He grins, “Yeah, it just took me an extra minute. They were taking forever on our lunch order.” You three had been moving furniture all day. And you still weren’t sure if Changmin lost at rock paper scissors by having to pay for lunch, considering he got to leave the heavy lifting behind. You were certain you’d take the financial loss rather than lug another thing up the steps. You let out a sigh as you looked at the couch you had to help take up. Changmin kissed your slightly sweaty forehead, “You okay, doll?” You shake your head, and Juyeon places his hand on your shoulder, “Angel?” You look back at him, and he says, “You wanna take the lunch up to our apartment? And Minnie and I will take the couch upstairs.” If you had more energy, you’d let out a ‘woohoo’, but you didn't, so you just let out a sigh of relief, the last dresser drawers taking everything out of you. You kiss his cheek in thanks before holding your hand out for the bag, and Changmin hands it over. You look over at them, and they gesture for you to go up ahead so you can keep the door open while they carry it up. You watch over them, pausing at every landing before they finally make it up to the fifth floor. 

You hold the door open as they bring it in. Juyeon sets it down and immediately collapses onto the couch, “Next time, let’s move in when the elevators are working.” You three laugh as you open up the bags on the coffee table. Changmin plops down on the other side, and you hand them their takeout dishes before sitting between them. When they had sat down, they made it look a lot more comfortable than it was. You wrinkle your nose but deal with it. Sitting on any seat is better than lifting again. You eat your meals and grin as you realize, “It’s our first meal here.” Changmin grins, “Let’s commemorate it.” He has the three of you pose with your meals. And you all laugh as you see how silly and worn out the three of you look. 

You finally voice your couch complaint when you’ve finished your meal and placed the box on the coffee table. “I know it’s a new leather couch and all, but it’s so uncomfortable.” Changmin hums as he takes one last sip from his drink, “Well, we still have yet to break it in.” You look over at him and ask, “How do you suggest we do that?” He grins, “I have a few ideas. Don’t you, Juyo?” And Juyeon grins as he puts his takeout box on the table, “Yeah…” You look at both of them, wondering what they meant. You instantly catch on when Juyeon’s hand moves to sit on your thigh, and you feel Changmin’s rest on the other. Juyeon asks as his fingers creep higher, “You okay with this?” You smile, “More than okay.” He smiles and kisses you. Changmin continues running his fingers up your thighs as Juyeon cups your clothed core before rubbing against it. When you part, Changmin captures your lips in a kiss, and you feel someone pull your jeans down to your knees. And then, you feel two sets of fingers brushing against your core. And you grind your hips into their hands. That’s when you hear Juyeon sigh, “What do you say we bend baby over the armrest?” Changmin pulls back, “I think that would be perfect.” 

Juyeon has you over the armrest faster than you can blink, not wasting any time. You hear Juyeon’s pants drop, his belt hitting the floor as you watch Changmin pulls his down just enough for his cock to spring free. You watch as he rests his knee in between your hands, and he smiles, “I can’t wait to fuck your pretty little mouth.” He rubs his thumb along your mouth before giving you another kiss. Juyeon spreads his fingers over you after pulling your underwear down, “Fuck, you’re already so wet.” He slips two in, and you let out a muffled moan against Changmin’s lips before he pulls them out, running them over your folds. You hear him hum and then feel him run his tip over your folds before slowly starting to push in. You let out a deep breath as he fills you up. Changmin pulls away and holds your jaw, making you look up at him with your mouth ajar, and he spits into your mouth. 

You smile at him as you hold it in your mouth, and he gives you a proud little nod. You move your hands from the leather cushions up to hold Changmin’s hips as he lines up, rubbing his tip along your lips before finally pushing past your lips. You swirl your tongue around his tip before he slips into your mouth. He groans and thrusts a little into your mouth as Juyeon starts thrusting into you. Juyeon pulls out of you and slams back in, causing the oxygen to leave your lungs. You quickly tap on Changmin’s hips, and he pulls out. You cough before inhaling large amounts of oxygen as you look down, holding onto his thighs as Juyeon fully settles in. You look back up at Changmin to see his hand pumping him softly, “You okay, babydoll?” You nod and whisper, “It was just a lot. Sorry.” He shakes his head, and with his free hand, he runs it through your hair, “Don’t be sorry.” Juyeon stays still while you take a moment before you go, “Alright, I’m ready.” And Juyeon starts fucking into you as Changmin places his tip against your lips again, and you kiss it before taking him in your mouth again. He moves his hand off as you take him deeper. His hand that was running through your hair tightens as he holds you. 

You move your hips a bit to meet Juyeon’s thrusts, and he tells you, “You’re so tight, baby… You’re taking me so well.” His pace slowly increases as you feel his fingers find and rub over your clit. You let out a little whine around Changmin’s dick and swallow around him, causing him to groan. “Ba-baby…” You hum, looking up at him with apologetic eyes, and he sighs, rutting his hips faster into your mouth. You hold onto Changmin’s hip harder, squeezing your eyes shut, when Juyeon starts applying pressure against your clit. Your walls tighten around Juyeon, which causes him to groan, “F-fuck…” He applies more pressure, causing you to whine, and he rubs you faster, matching the pace of his thrusts. Changmin’s hand tightens in your hair, making you look him in the eyes as he thrusts into your mouth. “Yeah, that’s it, pretty baby. Look at me.” You do everything to hold his gaze as you feel your orgasm creep up on you. Juyeon moves his hand from your hip to smack your ass, causing you to jolt and take Changmin fully in, off your pace. You gag a little, and Changmin pulls back a bit so you can catch your breath. After another smack, you catch your breath and signal him to continue. He thrusts into your mouth as you watch his brows furrow in concentration. 

As you grow closer, you can’t help the moans you let around his dick which makes your eyes shut. You hear Changmin tsk before he goes, “Hey, is our door locked?” You look up at him in surprise, wondering why he’d be asking that now. When you see an evil grin on his face, Juyeon says, “Oh, let me go check…” Your eyes go wide as Juyeon pulls out, and you feel your orgasm slowly ebb away from you. You swat at Changmin’s thigh, “You!” And he smirks, “What, baby? We had to make sure the door was locked.” Juyeon returns, and tells you, “The bolt wasn’t pulled into place.” Juyeon leans over and kisses your exposed shoulder, “Sorry for pulling out, angel. You were probably close, weren’t you?” You give him a small nod, “It’s okay…” You couldn’t be mad at him when Changmin orchestrated it all. He strokes along your sides under your shirt as he lines up again and gives a shallow thrust before fully entering you again, “Better?” You hum, and Changmin goes, “It just means we can go for longer, dollface.” And Juyeon murmurs, “We’ll make it up to you, angel.” Changmin whispers to you, “Next time, keep your eyes on me.” You do as you're told, and Changmin slips back into your mouth. You look up to see his devious smirk and roll your eyes, desperate to reach your high again.  

You feel Juyeon’s hands tighten around your hips as he starts slamming into you, and the couch squeaks against the floor as he gets closer to his high, “F-fuck, baby, going to take all our cum?” You hum around Changmin, which makes him groan before he says, “Y-Yeah… that’s a good doll.” He lets out another groan, “You’re going to look so good, fill-filled with our cum.” Juyeon groans, moving his other hand to smack your ass a few times again, “A pretty little cum dump, just- just for u-us.” You moan loudly, your walls clenching at the thought. You feel Juyeon’s hips stutter as he hits high. Your nails dig into Changmin’s hips as he thrusts faster, watching him come undone before your eyes. Juyeon continues fucking into you until you hit yours. And you cry out around Changmin’s cock as you do, causing him to finally cum down your throat. You feel Juyeon’s hand smooth over your ass, trying to calm the redness. 

Your jaw feels sore as he slowly pulls out and smears the rest on your lips. You lick your lips as he tells you, “Don’t spill a drop. We don’t want any cum on our new couch.” You give him a content smile as you open your mouth to show you swallowed it all. His hips stutter forward, “Fuck, baby…” Juyeon interrupts, “Min-” “Yeah?” “Can you get me a towel, or we’re going to have a big mess on our hands…” He nods, and you laugh a little, causing Juyeon to groan, “Don’t do that, angel… It feels too good.” You nod, and Changmin returns with a towel and hands it to Juyeon. You gasp as Juyeon pulls out and lets out a groan as your cum spills out. “Shit, that was so hot…” Changmin gently holds your jaw, placing a kiss on your lips as you feel Juyeon softly wiping away the cum that spills out of you. He moves back, pulling his own jeans up before he helps you back into yours, and Changmin fixes your shirt. 

You drop your bags by the door, tired from a grueling day at work and drag yourself to the kitchen not even noticing your two loving boyfriends sitting at the dining room table chatting away. You grab yourself a water bottle, and end up chugging half of it, trying to get yourself to feel better. You finally shut the fridge door to see Changmin and Younghoon resting their heads on their hands. Younghoon speaks up first, “How was your day?” You sigh, not having any words for it other than, “It sucked.” They nod and Changmin goes, “Why don’t you go and get cleaned up, and Hoonie and I will make your favorite?” You mumble, “I’d like that.” 

As you dry your hair with a towel you make your way to the dining room. You throw your clothes into the washer as you hear the oven ding. And you grin making your way over, “Dinner’s ready, baby.” You sit down in your chair and wait for them to bring the dish over. They serve you your favorite and you smile, “You guys…” And they smile and Younghoon tells you, “We wanted to make you something to make you feel better.” You smile as you take a bite, “Yeah, this definitely helps.” As you eat your mind starts to clean up a little. But you still can’t find it in yourself to articulate anything about your day. So, when they ask you again after you’ve finished your meal, you sigh, “It just sucked…” You see them exchange a look and Changmin goes, “What if we make you forget?” You tilt your head, “How?” Younghoon gets up and holds his hand out for you to take, “You know how, baby.” You blush and they lead you up the stairs to your shared bedroom. 

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Younghoon greedily continues to eat you out, and the overstimulation makes you cry. You feel him giggle against you and you let out a choked sob, and that’s when you finally feel him move away. You look up to see Changmin, your saving grace, pushing him back. He looks at you fondly, running his hand over your side, “Oh no my poor baby,... did he make you cry?” You sniffle and he wipes a few tears from your cheeks as they continue to flow. And his soft smile curls into a smirk as he asks, “But you can still go right? For me?” If you were still rational you may have told him no, but you give him a small nod and Younghoon laughs at you, “Pathetic little baby.” You pout at that and look over at him, and he just grins. Before Changmin grabs your jaw and moves you to look only at him, “Uh-uh, doll. All eyes on me.” You nod and he sticks his thumb into your mouth. You roll your tongue around it, and he smiles satisfied, “Good doll.” You give him a small smile and then he presses his thumb to your clit, and you nearly scream. He rubs it in circles before finally letting up just to shove his fingers inside. 

He works you up to two fingers, and when he finally gets a good pace, he starts working a third in. And somewhere in your mind you realize he’s prepping you, but your brain fog keeps you from piecing it together. His thumb rubs circles harder into your clit before he starts working you up to take his last finger. You whimper as he finally starts fucking you with all four of his fingers. His fingers graze the gummy spot curling against and rubbing it. And you grip the sheets harder, trying to find any firm grasp on reality as you close your eyes tight, and your jaw goes slack. When you can finally open your eyes again you look over at Younghoon. And see him rubbing himself over the front of his sweatpants. He gives you a wink before you look back up at Changmin again. Who raises his brow in warning as if testing to see if you’ll look back over.  And you don’t, you can’t look away from his darkened eyes as he works you up to another orgasm. “My pretty little doll,... Gonna cum for me?” You shake your head fervently, and he smiles down at you as he starts rubbing your clit in the opposite direction making you cry out. Your legs shake and you cry as you tell him, “I’m going to cum, Minnie.” He hums before he says, “Go ahead, doll.” And you do, as you finally make it over the brink of your orgasm, him working you through it fully. You let out a sigh of relief as he pauses. And then, suddenly, he picks his pace back making you cry out, your tears never ending as you plead for him to stop. He asks, “Red?” You shake your head, ‘no’ but it’s so much all at once. “Give me another, baby, you can do it.” You whimper as he relentlessly pushes his fingers in and out and plays with your swollen clit. You cry as you finally orgasm for the third time this evening. You sigh heavily when his fingers finally pull out fully. Your body shuddering as you try to recoup, and you watch as he puts his fingers in his mouth. And he grins before he releases them with a pop, “As sweet as ever.” 

You finally feel strong enough to speak when Younghoon gets up and takes off his sweats. You ask, “Are we done?” He giggles as Changmin kisses his neck, “No. You’re so silly, baby.” And Changmin pulls away with an evil grin on his face, “Oh no, doll, we’re going til you blackout.” You gasp and the two of them smirk at you, raking their eyes up and down like you were prey for them to feast on. Younghoon puts his arm on Changmin’s shoulder and Changmin goes, “What do you say to double penetration tonight?” You hum as it finally pieces together from earlier, “You already prepped me for it.” Younghoon hums, “Doesn’t mean you can’t so no.” You laugh, “When would I ever say no to that?” The two giggle, Changmin squirts some lube onto his hand before spreading it over your entrance. You whine as he pushes his fingers in again and he asks, “Do you still need a moment?” You nod and he pulls his hand away as you take a second to regulate your breathing. As you do, you watch your two lovers, Younghoon is holding Changmin’s jaw in place as he kisses him. You watch as their tongues interlock and you feel yourself getting hot and bothered again.

When they part, a string of saliva connects their lips, and you watch as Changmin pours lube over both of their cocks before tossing the bottle onto the bed. He rubs his hand over Younghoon’s cock as Younghoon does the same to him. You groan at the sight of your two lovers. They both look at you with a wink and when Changmin pulls away, Younghoon whines and Changmin shuts up with another kiss. As they make their way to you, Younghoon asks, “Like what you see?” You bite your lip as you say, “Yeah.” And they exchange another kiss before making their way to you. The two of them position you up right so Younghoon can move behind you. He hoists you up and places kisses along your shoulder blade. “You ready, baby?” You hum and tell him to go ahead. And he slowly lowers you down onto his cock. When he’s fully settled in, he gives a little experimental thrust that makes you whine. And he kisses your shoulder blade, and you finally look forward and see Changmin waiting. He’s on his knees before you two and Younghoon has you both settle further back. His head against the pillows as Changmin settles in between you guys. He lines his cock up, grabbing the bottle again pouring more over your partially filled hole before he slowly starts pushing in. You bite your lip as you take in the sensation and hold tightly onto the sheets as Younghoon lets out groans from behind you. Changmin’s eyes squeeze shut as he takes in the feeling, and you do your best to relax as Younghoon places more kisses along shoulder. Changmin makes you look towards him and pulls you in for a kiss, trying to slowly ease you into the sensation of them both filling you up. When he finally bottoms out and settles in you all let out a breath of relief. Taking a moment to get used to the overwhelming sensation. “When you’re ready, okay?” You nod and you let out a few breaths before you whisper, “Ready.” “Okay.” They start out slow, when Younghoon slides out, Changmin slides in, and even with them being one in and one out, you feel so full.

You whine a bit as they start setting a pace and Changmin coos, “Aw, poor little babydoll… Can’t take us both at the same time?” You hear Younghoon chuckle sending vibrations through your bodies, “Too bad.” He thrusts in deeper, and you can’t help but cry out at that. Moaning loudly as they pound into you. You can barely remember what you ate for dinner earlier let alone your name. Everything slowly starts to blur into one constant sensation. You hear Changmin groan, “Hoonie, look at our little doll…” And a moment later he says, “Our baby looks so braindead…” And Changmin runs his thumb along your bottom lip, “Did we fuck you stupid, baby?” You dumbly nod at him, not even completely comprehending his words as they fuck you. Younghoon teasingly hisses into your ear, “Our dumb little baby…” Before you feel Younghoon’s hands grasp your chin turning your face towards his at an awkward angle to kiss you. You let out moans into the kiss and he swallows them all. When he pulls away, he tells you, “You take us so well, baby.” Before he trails a few kisses down your neck, settling to suck on a sweet spot. You groan as he nips at it, your brain growing fuzzier as they continue thrusting into you. 

Changmin attaches to the other side of your neck, sucking his own mark on you. If you were in your right mind, you’d be digging into their arms trying to get some sense of stability. But everything feels like it’s going so much faster than it is, you watch as Younghoon and Changmin part from your neck to kiss over you. Their groans being muffled as they do, and when they part, Changmin moves to kiss you deeply. Your hands are shaking as you move them to start to grasp them. You finally wrap your arm around Changmin's bicep, and the other around Younghoon’s forearm. Your muscles felt so weak and none of your thoughts are cohesive anymore. Didn’t they say something about getting you to this point? You don’t rightly know now. Everything just feels fuzzy. 

You can’t help your tears, and you swear you hear them say sweet nothings into your ears but none of it is registering. Your ears are ringing, and it’s not like you can’t handle taking them both at the same time. You’ve done it countless times, but with your mind already fuzzy from your grueling shift and the three orgasms they already gave you. It was overstimulating to your senses; you were overwhelmed with pleasure. Their thrusts send you shockwave after shockwave, and you’re not even sure if you’re moaning anymore. You can see Changmin saying words and you’re sure they’re sweet and you feel Younghoon kissing your cheek. But it all feels so far away, your body doesn’t feel like your own. It’s not because you’re going through the motions, it’s just all so much. You do your best to hold onto your lovers as you try to regain some kind of a sense. When suddenly your vision goes black and your body goes slack, just as you feel your orgasm bubble over for the fourth time.  

When you come to your senses, you blink your eyes awake trying to remember your first name. You finally open your eyes fully, your name rushing to the forefront of your mind as you lock eyes with Changmin. Who’s above you, cleaning you up. You blink at him, “Wh-what happened?” He gives you a soft smile as he tells you, “You blacked out.” You shake your head, “Oh…” It made sense now that he says that. And he nods telling you, “You did such a good job for us, doll.” You finally feel your other boyfriend laying against you, snuggling into your neck, “You were so good, baby.” He places a kiss on your cheek and Changmin lays on your other side. He pulls you into him to spoon you and Younghoon runs his hand over your forehead, “You okay?” “I feel like jelly as if I was relieved of all my worries.” They both giggle at that. You rest into their arms, finally starting to piece together what today was and what led to your lovers wrapped around you. And you blush as you fully realize what Changmin meant by you blacking out. “What happened after?” Younghoon grabs your hand into his, “You squirted all over, Minnie. Which made him finish early.” You feel Changmin trying to hide his face into your shoulder and you giggle at him. Younghoon continues, “Then I finished all over your back, you looked so pretty… Wish you could have seen it.” You blush and Changmin grins, “You looked so cute all fucked out and messy like that.” You hide your head into Younghoon’s chest and the two of them giggle. You feel one of them run their hand over your hair, and you let out a soft sigh as they start scratching into your scalp and massaging your back. 

When you finally move up from their relaxing touches, Changmin asks, “Babydoll, you want to talk about it now?” You hum thinking about it and Younghoon places a gentle kiss on your neck, “We’re here to listen, if you’re ready” You sigh as you go back to the beginning of the day, “I don’t know… I guess it all started when I came in and none of night shift had done anything to prep for the day. So, as I was doing opening tasks, I was also struggling to catch up on everything the night crew didn’t do.” Younghoon nods for you to continue. And you take a deep breath before you do, “Things were out of place, and everything just felt like a big mess. Every time one task was caught up on, there would be another that needed to be done ten minutes ago.” Changmin places kisses on your neck as you talk, relaxing you into their hold. You feel their hands make their way lower again and you gasp. Younghoon’s fingers slip in as Changmin’s rub over your clit. Younghoon asks, “Anything else, baby?” You shake your head as he slowly works his fingers in and out of you, “It was just a- just a long morning.” Changmin asks as his fingers rub figure eights over your swollen clit, “Do you feel better now?” You sigh softly, “A hundred times…” They both chuckle at that as they take their time with you. You let out soft sighs as they work in a slow tandem, delicately working you to one last orgasm. When you finally release, it feels like all of your troubles have melted away. You softly thank them as they start moving and they tell you that’s no need, they’d do it for you anytime. 

Chanhee had told you weeks before that Changmin liked you back, hoping you’d make your move. But you’ve never had concrete evidence, and as much as you trusted and liked Chanhee, you weren’t about to ruin your friendship with Changmin on a chance like that. So, that’s how you find yourself today, sitting in Changmin’s room leaning against the wall, playing on your phone when the two of them start bickering. It wasn’t unusual for them to bicker between each other like an old married couple. But you always found it amusing, considering how they were always at ends over the littlest of things. You figure out that they’re arguing about whether or not to get ice cream, and with the wind howling like it is, you can’t help but shiver at the thought. You think you’ll end up agreeing with Changmin that getting ice cream wouldn’t be a good idea right now. Considering the soon-to-be blizzarding conditions. No matter how enticing Chanhee was making your favorite flavors sound... But the more he talks about it the more you grow hungry for it. His pout crushes your heart the more Changmin disagrees. Your heart couldn’t take much more of this. 

Chanhee makes another point about them having hot cocoa at the ice cream place he wants to go to, and Changmin scoffs, “We could have hot chocolate here.” You hum at that point. You definitely could have that here. But ice cream? You know those two didn’t have any of it in their refrigerator. Changmin’s eyes flicker over to you, and he gives you a little smile. That’s when you remember your role. You’re their tiebreaker, and you just made Changmin hopeful. Uh-oh. Chanhee juts his bottom lip out as he looks at him, “But… I thought that would make the ice cream place sound good to you.” You knew if you disagreed with him, he’d go out and get it anyway. That’s just how Chanhee is. And you couldn’t help but want some (f/f) ice cream as well. So, when Changmin huffs, “I don’t want to get ice cream, it’s freezing out!” You chime in, “I think it’d be fun.” He doesn’t miss a beat, “Yes, I agree, let’s do it.” You raise your eyebrow at him and hide your laugh. Maybe Chanhee was right after all… Chanhee gives him a ‘seriously’ look before shrugging, and the three of you get your winter gear on before happily walking to the ice cream parlor. 

You can hear Changmin’s little regrets as he mumbles to himself about going when the snow is high enough that you can make snow cones out of it. You giggle at him, “You didn’t have to go if you didn’t really want ice cream.” And his mitten-covered hands make a little ‘eh’ motion as he shrugs before shoving his hands back into his pockets. You shake your head at him with a smile. You knew he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to be with you two. Because if there was one thing you knew for sure, was that Changmin liked Chanhee like you did, even if they always bickered. But the only question lingering in your mind as you head into the parlor was did Chanhee like you two back? You shake the thought from your mind as you order your favorite ice cream flavor before paying for them separately and heading to the booths to talk.

You sit in the corner beside Chanhee and across from Changmin as you happily eat your ice cream and watch the snowfall from inside. Changmin sighs as he digs his spoon into his cup, “We’re going to be so cold when we walk home.” You both laugh, and Chanhee tells him, “You should have disagreed! (N/n) and I would have gone by ourselves and enjoyed our ice cream.” Changmin rolls his eyes, and you hum, “As long as we walk quickly, it’ll be okay.” Changmin’s eyes look like they’re full of stars as he looks at you before shrugging, “I guess you’re right.” He takes another bite, and Chanhee gives you a pointed look before he mouths, ‘I told you so’. You press your lips together as you try to hold back your smile at the obvious signs of Changmin liking you back. Chanhee cackles at you, pointing his spoon at you, and Changmin’s head snaps up, looking between the two of you, confused. You both shrug, and you can’t help but see Chanhee’s smirk in the corner of your eye as you continue eating your ice cream. 

You scrape at your cup, getting the last bits of ice cream out, when Chanhee says, “I’ll be right back. I’m going to the restroom.” You hum, “Don’t get lost.” And Changmin chimes, “You need a map?” Chanhee scoffs at you two before he leaves, disposing of his empty ice cream cup in the trash as he goes. You turn to Changmin when Chanhee’s out of earshot, “Wasn’t he being so cute!?” He laughs, “Yeah, he was…” You grin before you go back to scraping at your cup. He clears his throat, and you look up at him. “Yeah?” He plays with his collar, “Um, I uh… About earlier. And the uh... immediately agreeing-” His ears are red, and he looks down into his cup as he tries to explain, “I don’t know what got into me and-” You interrupt with a grin, “I like you too.” He blinks at you, “You what?” You drop your spoon in your cup and tell him, “I like you too.” His eyes are wide as he looks at you like you just said all the gold in the world belonged to him. And he asks, “Really? All this time? You liked me as well?” “Yeah.” He breaks out into a grin, “So, you didn’t think it was silly that I went back on my argument?” You reach over and put your hand over his, “No, I thought it was cute. Plus, you agreed with me.” He grins and leans, “What do you say we ditch Chanhee and go out for a late dinner?”

You laugh, and before you can give him an answer, someone clears their throat as they sit down beside you. You look over, and Chanhee goes, “Ditch me? As if. Not in these blizzard-like conditions.” And Changmin scoffs, “So, you do agree it was blizzarding outside!” Chanhee smirks, “Yeah, but I knew if I could get (N/n) to agree, you’d go for it.” You watch Changmin’s face fall. And you give Chanhee a look as it clicks, “You didn’t even pay for our ice cream adventure even though it was your idea!” He shrugs with a smirk, and you roll your eyes and look at Changmin, “What do you say to dinner and a movie?” He grins, “I’d like that. Let’s do it.” You push Chanhee out of the booth as he guffaws at both of you. You both already have your jackets on and are out the door before Chanhee even has his on. 

You bump your hand into Changmin’s as you walk together, and he grins taking your hand into his mitten-covered one, keeping your hand warm. When you hear someone quickly approaching you two, stomping through the snow, and you both giggle at him. Chanhee complains, “I don't even get to be the third wheel like I usually have to?!” You tilt your head, “You do?” He rolls his eyes, “You two are always making goo-goo eyes at each other. It’s a little gross.” You scoff, and Changmin swings your hands happily between you two and sings-songs, “You’re just jealous~” Which causes him to roll his eyes again, “Maybe I am! So, what! At least you two finally confessed to each other.” 

Changmin and you exchange a look of surprise. Did Chanhee like you both back? You whisper to Changmin, “He’s jealous?” And you both are in shock, but you say for Chanhee to hear, “Damn… that means we could have gotten ice cream by ourselves instead today.” Chanhee scoffs at that. “My ice cream idea brought you two together, and here you are, dissing on it!” Changmin shakes his head, “No... We’re dissing on going with you.” Chanhee scoffs as he opens the door, “I’m never talking to you two again.” 

You laugh at their antics as you take off your coats and tell him, “You will.” He scoffs again, “Whatever. Are we at least having hot chocolate together?” You shrug and ask Changmin, “What do you say, baby?” You blush as you realize you already called him baby, and you see his ears turn red. But he quickly recoups, “Yeah, sure, doll.” Chanhee shakes his head, “We’re already starting the pet names… Gross… But deal.” You both smirk and Changmin goes, “Aww, are you jealous, sweetheart?” Chanhee rolls his eyes and if it wasn’t for his cheeks being red from the bitter wind, you were certain he would be now. He scoffs, “Yeah. So what?” You smirk, “You don't have to be jealous, darling.” As you hover next to his cheek about to kiss it, Changmin says, “You know we like you too, right?” Chanhee’s beet red as he looks between you both, “I- You- What?” You kiss his cheek, “You know how you and I always talk about my crush on Minnie?” He nods and you continue, “Minnie and I always talk about our crush on you. I confessed to it first and he quickly told me he felt the same.” 

Chanhee looks between you too, seeking reassurance, “You guys aren’t fucking with me, right now, are you?” Changmin kisses his neck, “Not about this.” And Chanhee stutters, “Oh-oh fuck, okay… I love you guys.” Your smirk doesn't fade as you lay a kiss on his collarbone, “We know.” He gasps, “There's no way you guys figured it out.” Changmin pulls back and says, “You’re right, we wouldn’t have but...” You lay another kiss on his jaw and whisper, “You carelessly said you were jealous of us. Confirming our theories.” 

Younghoon looks up from the counter he's wiping down when the bell rings above the door. He looks over and sees Hyunjae and Eric walking over. He gives them a big smile as he throws the rag over his shoulder, “Oh! (Y/n)'s in the back making blueberry muffins! But I'll let them know you're here!” They both nod as he heads to the back, where you’re setting the last wrapper into the pan. You tell yourself, “Okay, last pan!” as you start pouring the batter into each tin when Younghoon goes, “Hey, your boys are here.” Your eyes widen with excitement as you quickly scrape the bowl with the spatula. “Really?!” He laughs, “Yeah.” You put the bowl down, “Can you tell them I'll be just a moment? I gotta switch the muffins around.” He nods and leaves. You get an oven mitt, grab the cooked muffins, and put them on the counter before setting the last tray in the spot it left. You pick up the hot tray off the counter and put it on the rack before removing the oven mitt and washing your hands. You wipe your hands dry before retiring your apron, leaving the kitchen. 

As you come through the swinging doors, you ask, “Younghoon?” And he perks up, “Yeah?” “You can take care of the muffins, right?” “Of course!” “And then after the last one goes on the rack-” He cuts you off, “I get to close the shop?” You roll your eyes as you nod, “Make sure they all head into the cooler before you leave, okay?” “Alright, now shoo before they eat all of our honey lemon cookies!” You look over to see your two lovers eating two cookies each. You laugh before grabbing yourself two. Before walking out from behind the counter and wishing Younghoon a good day. You join your lovers, “Okay, where are we off to?” Eric grabs your hand eagerly, and in between bites, he says, “To the skate park!” Hyunjae holds Eric’s hand, guiding you three to his car as you eat your cookies. You brush off the crumbs before getting in and sitting in the passenger seat, knowing full well that Eric was going to sprawl out with his skateboard next to him. And sure enough, you watch as he does in the rearview. You buckle in as Hyunjae shifts into drive, pulling out of the parallel parking spot. You ask Hyunjae, “So, how’s corporate?” He grins, “It was an easy day for once!” Eric gasps, “No way!” He nods, “Yeah, I got to sit back and stare at my computer all day.” And Hyunjae asks you how the bakery was, “Well, I was mainly just making muffins today for Muffin Monday.” You can hear Eric’s excitement before you see it, “Any mango?” “Have you checked the fridge?” He gasps, “Really?” “Yeah, I made a special batch for the three of us the day before.” Hyunjae looks back in the rearview mirror at him, “You didn’t eat one of yours yet?” He pouts, “No, I had to run to the skate shop... Haknyeon lost his key. So, I didn’t even have time to check the fridge.” You smile, “That means we all get mango muffins for dessert!” He grins, and you ask him how his work was, “It was easy, just mainly kids coming in for new wheels today.” You scoff, “Really? You guys had such easy jobs today.” Hyunjae instantly retorts, “As if making muffins isn’t the easiest for you…” You laugh as you surrender. 

Hyunjae parks the car, and the three of you get out, “Do either of you want to skate today?” You shake your head, “I’m whooped from muffin making.” And he nods, but Hyunjae goes, “Yeah, only if you skate with me!” Eric grins, “This is why I always come prepared!” He pulls out a second board, handing Hyunjae his spare before grabbing his hand and rushing them into the park together. You shake your head at them, the two always eager to play. You sit on the bench and watch as Eric helps Hyunjae get into all his gear before Eric puts only a helmet on. And you listen, “You remember what I taught you, right?” Hyunjae nods and gets on the board with ease. Eric encourages him, and they both wave goodbye to you before heading over to the bowl. You watch them drop in, with Hyunjae letting out a little yelp as he does. The two carve around the bowl while you stretch out, letting your joints finally rest after continuously using them for the past six hours. 

While Hyunjae is still rocking in the bowl, Eric pops out and skates over to you, making a quick stop in front of you. “Do you want anything, babe?” You smile, “A water would be nice.” He smiles as he skates over to the vending machine and gets you one. He returns, kicking up his board and sitting beside you to watch Hyunjae skate, “Here you go~” “Thanks, love.” He gives you a kiss, and you two talk for a second. When you hear a little shout of, “Er-Eric!” You peek over and see Hyunjae struggling to get the momentum up again to pop out of the bowl, and you both let out a little laugh. Before Eric goes, “Duty calls!” You shake your head as Eric raises his hand to the sky as if he’s the skateboarding superman and drops in. You peer over to watch him help Hyunjae get the speed back up and help him out of the bowl before popping back onto his board. 

When Hyunjae shakily makes it out of the bowl, you pat the bench, “Come on, you deserve it…” He laughs as he removes his gear before falling onto the bench beside you. After you take another sip of your water, you ask, “Water?” He hums and takes the bottle from you before drinking some. He puts it on the ground for the two of you, and you both watch Eric. “You did well in the bowl this time!” He grins, “I’m improving.” You hum, “I think so.” 

“I’m surprised you didn’t want to practice that new trick you mastered.” 

“You mean the Ollie?” 

“Yeah.” 

“It’s so fun, but I’m too tired, honey.” 

“Promise us, we’ll see you be cool next time?” 

“Promise.” 

When another voice from beside you say, “We’re holding you to that!” That’s when you see Eric standing beside the two of you. “How did you get here so quietly?” He smirks, “I’m a pro.” You laugh, “I guess so. But I promise.” And the two of them grin and tell you, “Good.” Eric smiles and goes, “Okay, now you guys gotta watch~” You both nod and watch as he heads to the other side of the skatepark, hops up onto a rail, gliding across it. And when it ends, he lands a flip off of it. Hyunjae mutters, “He’s so cool…” You laugh as you agree, “He is.” 

You watch as he heads to the cloverleaf bowl, his favorite. He blows you each a kiss and waits for you two to catch and keep them before dropping in, causing you both to giggle. You watch as he comes back up, doing a 180° turn. He picks up speed and skates around the edge of the cloverleaf. His grin makes you both happy as he rides around before heading back into it. He pops out and lands an ollie before skating along the edge of another piece of concrete and pop shoves off of it. 

You lean your head against Hyunjae’s shoulder as you watch Eric skate around. And ask, “Did you get your lunch?” He kisses the top of your head before answering, “I never leave home without it.” “What did Eric write you?” And he sings, “Sting like a bee, honey~.” You both giggle, and he asks, “What about yours?” You laugh as you remember yours, “Make your treats full of love, love.” Which makes him laugh, and you ask, “Do you think Eric grabbed our lunch note?” Hyunjae hums and goes, “Let’s find out.” “Babe! What did our note say?!” And Eric skids to a halt as he grins, “Skate on, Babe!” You both grin, and he does too, before pushing off to continue skating around, using the empty park to his advantage. You three were the only ones at the park today, but considering it was an early afternoon on a Sunday, it wasn’t surprising. Hyunjae rests his arm around your shoulder as he watches, “I wonder if Eric will show us any new tricks today.” You hum, “Maybe?” You watch him do a few kickflips before he drops back into the cloverleaf. 

It all happens so fast. One second Eric’s up, catching his board in his hand with a giant grin on his face as he spins in the air. And the next, his board slips out from under his feet, and he starts falling without it. You both watch in horror as Eric lands on his side. Since you’re the only ones in the park, you both can hear the echo of his shirt ripping as he presumably skids down and his pained groans. You both spring into action, rushing over to the cloverleaf, and find Eric clutching his knee and arm. You call out, “Nothing broke!?” As Hyunjae slides down into the bowl. You hear his voice break as he answers, “No…” You nod, “I’m gonna get the car!” Hyunjae throws his key up to you. And you catch it and run over to the car, pulling it up to the gate that leads out. 

You pop open the back seat door, and while Hyunjae carries Eric over, you grab the two boards and water you three left behind. When you get back to the car, you put the boards on the passenger side floorboard before hopping into the front seat. You check the rearview mirror as you click your seatbelt in and see Eric’s face shoved into Hyunjae’s stomach as he cries. Your heart sinks as you get your mind into gear and quickly drive the three of you home. You get out first, opening Hyunjae’s door before going, “I’ll meet you two upstairs?” Hyunjae nods as he gathers Eric in his arms. You rush up the stairs and unlock your apartment door, leaving it unlocked so Hyunjae can easily open it. 

You get out the first aid kit and clean your hands, prepping for a bloody and crying Eric. It wasn’t often that he got injured since he’s been skating since he was a kid. But when he did, it was messy. And this time was no different. Hyunjae carries him into the bathroom, and you hear him softly coo, “It’s okay, babe…” He sets him on the bathroom counter, and you give him a small smile, “Let’s get you all cleaned up, babe…” He sniffles as his tears stream down his cheeks, and he nods. You peel his ruined shirt off, and he gasps from the sting, and you quickly apologize, “Sorry…” He nods, and thankfully it’s mostly surface level on his left upper arm. 

When you grab the disinfectant spray, he recoils, “It’s not going to hurt, is it?” You shake your head, “It never has before…” He gulps, “Positive?” You nod, and you spray it over his wound, and he winces even though it isn’t painful. You clean it up with some cotton pads, carefully go over the deeper cuts. You start bandaging him up, and he lets out a little sigh as you finish up. But as you go to clean his knee, his body shivers as he lets out a sob, and you look at him, “S-sorry. It just stung when you… when you moved the air in the room.” You nod, careful not to make another gust, “It’s okay, babe. No need to apologize. I’m going to spray your knee, okay?” He breathes in deeply, trying to control his tears as you spritz the disinfectant. You notice how deep it is and look up at him again. You ask, “Did you land mainly on your knee?” He nods and hisses as you wipe away the dried blood. And he's a bawling mess all over again as you patch him up. You look at Hyunjae and see him leaning against the doorway, watching you two. He gives you a fond smile as you clean Eric's wound, and you smile back over at him. You start dressing his wound and kiss Eric’s bandage knee. Hyunjae comes over and kisses Eric’s bandaged arm, “We gotta kiss it all better, right?” Eric sniffles, “Y-Yeah…” 

Hyunjae leaves the bathroom and comes back with a soft shirt and sweatpants. “You want help into them?” He nods, and you both carefully take off his shorts and help him into the soft sweatpants, careful not to rub against his newly bandaged knee. Hyunjae helps him slip the shirt over his head and carefully over his wrapped arm. When his fluffy head pops out, Hyunjae and you share a look before kissing his cheeks. And his ears turn red, and you tease, “Now you blush, babe?” He pouts and lets out another sniffle, and you both can’t help but kiss his pout away. “Would a mango muffin make you feel all better?” He sniffles before nodding, “That would be nice.” You both help him into the living room as he lets out little hisses of pain, walking over to the couch. You sit beside him as Hyunjae gets the muffins, and Eric cuddles up to you. 

Eric leans his head against your chest, letting out a sniffle. He says, “My left side hurts bad, love…” You gasp as you run your fingers through his hair, “Did you scrape that too?” He shakes his head, “No… just in general.” You sigh, “Oh… I know, babe.” You kiss the top of his head as Hyunjae returns, “A muffin for each of us~” You take yours, and Eric happily eats his with the mango juice Hyunjae got him. 

You inherited the casino a few years back, your father finally deciding you were ready to be on your own. Since you’ve already known how to print and clean money since you were a child, it was only right that you inherited the casino front. Things were easy in the beginning. From crunching down numbers to make things run smoothly, foraging checks, and rearranging the layout to be better for customers. You wanted it to look and run as if there wasn’t anything going on behind the scenes. It was hard work, but it wasn’t anything you couldn’t do. But when you started making deals with ‘clients’, it felt like you were unraveling. You couldn’t do it all alone, which was hard to admit. But you knew another day of bargaining with clients and ending up in scuffles or taking care of someone would drive you to your wit's end. So, you phoned your father, the don, and he understood immediately. After all, he didn’t have his members for no reason. He didn’t hold it against you. Rather, he encouraged you to do so, so you could focus solely on the artificial inflation of numbers and the creation of paper. You didn’t want any of the family to be your business partners. You wanted lower level but trained people in his mob. It confused him a little, but since you were his favorite, he would do whatever to make your business run smoothly. About a month later, after your family inspected them to make sure they weren’t rats or feds. You finally got to meet Younghoon and Juyeon, and you couldn’t be happier with the two seemingly gentle giants being your ‘business’ partners.

It’s been two years since then, and everything started moving smoother. You were no longer alone. Every deal with them behind you felt easy like your ‘clients’ weren’t trying to swindle you anymore. Your father referred to them as your ‘grim reapers’ when he showed up unannounced with how they loomed over you and at him. And from then on, it stuck. They were your two ‘grim reapers’ because when they were stoic and looking down at someone from behind your chair. They looked menacing. As if one wrong word or look meant you were off this plane of existence. They took their job seriously, easily carrying out people when they just won’t yield the outcome the three of you'd like. But while all that was true, you knew one thing others didn’t, and that’s that they were two of the gentlest souls with the sweetest of laughs you had ever heard. Sometimes, during deals, you’d catch them in your computer’s reflection and have to hide the smile that wanted to creep up onto your face. Because the second the doors closed behind someone. And it was just you three. They’d be back to soft smiles and goofy attitudes. 

Like in the summer, when you propped the doors open, and you three could hear music from the casino’s speakers. They’d pull you up to dance away from your computer to goof off to their favorite songs. Or how if you got tired while calculating numbers, they wouldn’t hesitate to carry you off to bed. Tucking you in and assuring you were out before leaving to their rooms. They did so many little things, like when you’d lose the card games and lose out on coffee, they’d still bring you one anyway. Or how they’d loom over you while you were looking at your computer and nothing else. And they’d make silly faces until you lost concentration before taking you down the spiral staircase to play cards. They made you endlessly happy. They took care of you in ways you never imagined when you asked for help. Like how they’d help you print money and make sure you didn’t strain yourself when operating the machinery. You had two sets of additional eyes to catch mistakes. And when the money was all dried, you three would throw money in the air as if you won millions together. Of course, the cleanup sucked afterwards, but they always manage to make the most boring tasks fun. Every meticulous thing became easier with them around. Card games where you would drink and laugh had to be your favorite. Watching Juyeon's eyes widen when he picks up a good card before laying it down and smiling would melt your heart. Or the cute frustration on Younghoon when either of you would win. Your heart nearly coos every time. 

You had fallen for them the moment you met them, but since you were becoming their boss. It felt like a power dynamic. Even though they were making the same money as you made. You still were their boss on paper. Although, you made it clear that you viewed them as equals when you hired them. You didn’t want them to feel coerced into having to love you or lose their sole income. Or worse, feel like if they didn’t accept your feelings, they’d have to deal with the don, something you wouldn’t wish on anyone. You never wanted them to have to make that decision. So, you kept your feelings to yourself, knowing that was best for the three of you. No matter how much you fantasized about holding their hands and kissing at cute little cafes. You knew none of that could be in your future, especially when the three of you are in the business you are. So, the thoughts would be just tucked away at your pillow at night, something to dream about even if they were outlandish.

It wasn’t until they told you over a card game that they had begun dating that you began burying those dreams and feelings. You couldn’t be happier for them, breaking out the good champagne and applauding them for finding safety within each other. But when you crawled into bed that night, you cried into your pillow because you had to fall for two people who were meant for each other, whom you could never be with. The two gentle souls in this wretched world found comfort within each other. And you knew you couldn’t ask for more. All you ever wanted for them was to be happy, especially in the realm you three resided in. They deserved each other. The two of them couldn’t hurt a fly but wouldn’t bat an eye when it came to killing a man in cold blood. But that wasn’t where your heart got off on the wrong foot. It was the endless card games the three of you played while waiting or getting ice cream after a long day of errands to make the casino look good. Or maybe it was how you would laugh the whole day away together. But now that was what two partners and a boss did together, nothing more, nothing less. You’d have to bury your fantasies with your other dreams. It would be hard to get over them, but you would eventually, and that’s all that mattered. 

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Younghoon has his shoes kicked up on the edge of your desk, polishing his revolver and humming a little tune. While Juyeon is leaning against him, slowly falling asleep, you can’t help but let the scene endear you. But you keep a neutral expression, checking on the casino’s banking statements and deciding whether or not to fix up some numbers artificially. You check back on last week’s report and see your latest markup was going through smoothly, so those calculations could wait until next month. You catch from the corner of your eye Younghoon twirling his now polished gun before he puts it back into his holster underneath his suit jacket. You gulp as he looks away at the clock, almost lost in the way he played around with that. You watch in the corner of your eye to see Juyeon cuddle further in, and your heart melts all over again. Both of them cause you to forget what notes you were scribbling before you remember and continue scribbling. Younghoon softly says, “It’s time…” alerting both of you to what time it is as he ruffles Juyeon’s hair, relaxing him, before gently pushing him up. 

You give them both a small smile as they get up. And in unison, they say, “We’ll be back in a little, love.” It was something they called you since they began working for you, never boss. You were never their superior, always their equal. “Okay, I’ll see you two in a bit.” But it never fails to make your heart skip a beat. You go back to your statements, writing a few last numbers, trying to wrap it up before they return with the new ‘client’. They push their chairs away and move the client’s chair in front. They head to their spots on either side of the doors, and when the person knocks, they pull it open, letting him in. The two follow closely behind the shorter man as the doors thud close. You can see them glower at him and internally giggle at the sight as they wait for him to sit down before rounding your large mahogany desk to stand behind you. Their intimidation would work on you if you didn’t know they were both softhearted. You come to your senses as Younghoon stands with his hands in his pockets and Juyeon with his hands folded over each other behind you in your chair. You can’t see their faces, but you know their eyes are glinting as they look down at the client you have in front of you. 

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But alas, even with their intimidation tactics and your argumentative skills combined, he just won’t give in. And after an hour of discussing, you’ve finally had enough, “Last chance, are you going to do the deal the way we want? That maximizes both our profits and gives you protection. Or are you only interested in yourself?” The guy scoffs, “Again, why would I want to maximize yours when I agreed to this deal under the pretense, you’d only want to protect us and not a cut of our company?” You sigh, “I’ve heard enough,” you look up at two over you, “haven’t you two?” They agree, and in an instant, they’re behind the guy dragging him out of his chair. You hear him shout something as he makes it past the double doors. But you roll your eyes. He wasn’t going to give you three what you needed to make it fair, then he was useless. And whatever they deemed was the appropriate punishment you saw was fit. They were to exercise whatever force was necessary. Something you always admired no matter how they took care of them. They’d always come back pristine as if they never lifted a finger, unlike how you’d usually come back after taking care of or throwing someone out before you hired them. You weren’t sure if you said it enough, but you were always thankful for what they did. Easing the burden on you meant better focus on the numbers and money production. They did all the work you no longer wished to do, helped you with whatever tasks you had, and made them fun. 

You pull three glasses from the cupboard and some expensive whiskey from the shelf for the three of you to indulge in when they come back. You finish pouring the shots, and after setting the bottle down, you grab their chairs setting them in front of your desk before putting away the client's chair. You relax back in your chair for a few more minutes before the double doors open again. They thud back into place as Younghoon looks at you with a smile, wiping blood off his cheek with a handkerchief, while Juyeon disposes of his gloves, giving you a small smile. You smile at both of them before they sit down in their chairs. Younghoon wipes the blood off Juyeon’s nose before placing a kiss on his temple, and you smile at the warmth of the gesture. Juyeon blushes at the act, and you wait for a moment before saying, “You two usually don’t return with blood on you.” Juyeon shrugs before putting his arm behind the backrest, “We don’t take kindly to someone talking shit about you.” You tilt your head, “Is that what on about on his way out?” Younghoon nods before relaxing back into his chair, “Yeah, so we knocked him around a bit, making sure he remembered his place before sending him on his way.” You hum, “Serves him right. Maybe he’ll come back next time with a fairer deal.” They laugh as they agree, and the three of you raise your glasses, clinking them together as you cheer, “To a better deal next time!” Your drinks slosh before you each kick the drink back. 

Juyeon goes, “Shall we head down, love?” You agree, taking the glasses while Younghoon takes the whiskey bottle down. They follow hand in hand behind you as you head out of the room and down the spiral staircases. To avoid the loud noises of slot machines, the three of you head through the kitchen, asking for your usual dinners as you pass through. And they get set on making them as you continue through another room before you finally land on the door. You each put your assigned keys into a different lock, unlocking the three locks in sync as you’ve done thousands of times before. You push the doors open and it locks behind you three as you head to the card table. You each sit at your respective chairs, setting the glasses out as Younghoon pours each of you another round while Juyeon draws up the cards. He shuffles them on the table and bridges them up into his hands. You ask, “What are we playing today?” Juyeon shrugs, unsure. And Younghoon grins, “What about a good old-fashioned game of rummy?”

You all agree and watch as Juyeon splits the deck with precision before dealing out seven cards each. You gasp as he has one to flip over. “Damn. Perfect hundred.” He smirks, “We play it enough. It should be easy.” You roll your eyes and mark him down for a hundred. You finally look through your hand and end up with a good hand, with two sets of three and one left over. Younghoon smirks as he places down a full queen spread, and you scoff, “Ju, I’m starting to think you deal in favor of Hoon…” Juyeon just smirks, “Maybe~” You roll your eyes, and Younghoon sets down a jack of diamonds to discard. You pick up a card from the pile and put your spread of eight, nine, ten of hearts and a king set down before discarding a three of clubs. Younghoon scoffs, “He deals in favor of me?” You cackle, and Juyeon picks up the card you discarded, making a small spread before discarding a queen of hearts. You yell, “Rummy!” and grab it, making Younghoon pout and cross his arms, and Juyeon gasp, “Aw man…” You grin, and Younghoon picks up from the pile and lays off a seven on Juyeon’s 4,5,6 spade run. He discards his card, and you pull from the pile and finally get a joker. You can’t resist your smirk as you pull it, and the two groan as you set down the joker on your kings and get rid of your last card. You count up your points and happily end up with sixty-five. Younghoon comes out with twenty-five, and Juyeon breaks even, and you smirk, “Only thirty-five points til I catch up~” Juyeon rolls his eyes, “As if you’ll win, love.” Younghoon touches his hand, “Don’t get cocky now, dear.” You laugh as Juyeon rolls his eyes. 

You do end up catching up and passing Juyeon’s score. But in the last round, Younghoon goes out in the first round, making him win with five hundred and thirty points. You both pout until you hear the dinner bell. Juyeon, as the loser of this game, gets your food from the dumbwaiter. You refill everyone’s drinks before clinking your glasses to Younghoon’s win. While you eat and drink, you play another round of rummy mindlessly, not focused on the game. The three of you were more concerned about the taste of your food. But you keep thinking back to earlier and how they came back messy. It was so unlike them, but then again, no one had insulted you in front of them before.

After a few more sips of your whiskey before you bring it back up again, “Even when you’ve had to take care of worse clients… You’ve only come back covered in blood once before this… It’s so odd.” Younghoon teases, “You’ve never questioned our methods before, love~” You scrunch your nose, lifting your glass up, and say, “But you guys usually aren’t messy.” Juyeon shrugs, discarding his card as he tells you, “Yeah, well, we love you so-” causing Younghoon to clasp his hand over Juyeon’s mouth before he can finish his sentence and Younghoon apologizes profusely as Juyeon asks muffledly, “Huh? What? What did I say?” You blink before asking harsher than you intended, “Is this true?” And Younghoon ashamedly nods ‘yes,’ bowing his head as he keeps his hand over Juyeon’s mouth. Juyeon finally catches up and looks down in shame as well. 

But what they don’t see is your bright blush and big smile. You look at your cards, “Well since it’s my turn, do you think I can be the Ace to your Kings?” Their heads pop up before Younghoon moves his hand to hold Juyeon’s cheek as they exchange a look, trying to understand if they really heard what you just said. Younghoon drops his hand, and they both look at you as if asking for confirmation, so you repeat yourself. They break out into huge grins, “Really?” “You want to be with us?” You admit, “I’ve always had a crush on you two. And once you both got together, I was trying to get over it. And…” Juyeon grins, telling you blatantly, “We’ve loved you since then, too.” You blink, “But I was your boss.” Younghoon scoffs with a smile, “Don’t you remember?” You blink at him, and he explains, “You’re only our boss on paper. You told us from the moment you met us. That we were your equals.” The two of them smirk before looking over at you again, and in unison, they say, “And now you’re ours.” You grin, smiling down at your cards, finally playing your hand, setting down three jacks before discarding an eight of diamonds. You look at them again, “I really hope I don’t wake up, and this was just a dream again.” Juyeon asks, “You’ve dreamt about this?” You sigh, “More times than I care to admit.” And that’s when you catch sight of their intertwined hands on the table. Juyeon takes the glass out of your hand, and Younghoon gets you to drop your cards on the table so they can hold your hands. You sigh, “This is real.” Younghoon smiles, “If it isn't, we don't want to wake up either.” You squeeze their hands, “What do you say we have ice cream to celebrate?” 

You call up for it, and when the dumbwaiter rings, you leave your cards abandoned to have ice cream together on the couch in front of the big screen. The three of you cuddling up with you in the middle. You couldn’t help but feel more at peace. Most of your dynamics in work didn’t change. They would still loom behind you as you made deals. But if one of the people were to make a snide comment or look at you the wrong way. They wouldn’t hesitate to bring them up by the collar in front of you. Bringing them closer to the three of you and over the desk, one going, “No, please continue…” while the other would follow, “What do you have to say about our lover?” It made their protectiveness go up tenfold, and you’d have to resist your grin as you watched them do so. 

And when the catalyst to your relationship returned to make a proper deal. The guy was shivering in his seat as the two loomed towards him. Tempting him to say something about you in front of them again. Because this time, if he did, he would lose more than just his teeth. He gulped as he offered you three an even bigger cut of the deal than the three of you wanted before. And who were you three to deny such a sweet deal? You happily accepted it. Once, he left practically running with his tail between his legs. The two of them moved from behind you to sit in front of you on your desk, smirking. Both cross their arms, and you roll your eyes, crossing your arms in front of you as you look up at them, “What?” They look at each other before looking at you, and Younghoon starts off, “Since we helped get a better deal,” Juyeon states rather than asking, “Doesn’t that mean you owe us a fancy date?” You do your best to hold back your grin, biting at your lip as you look between them both before you can’t hold it back anymore, uncrossing your arms, “Well, what are you two waiting for? Go get dressed.” The three of you rush to get dressed in your fanciest clothes. 

You somehow finish first and lean against your door while you wait. And out comes your two casanovas. You can’t help the whistle that comes out of your mouth as you look at them, and they laugh, Younghoon clapping as Juyeon smiles before giggling. “Us? What about you, sweetheart?” Something that also changed is their nicknames for you. You smirk, “When you have two hot dates, you best look good~.” Juyeon reaches out for your hand and kisses it. And Younghoon scoffs, “You saw me first but didn’t do that to me!” Juyeon rolls his eyes before kissing the back of Younghoon’s hand. You kiss both of their cheeks and go, “Come on now, let’s head out before everyone closes.” Younghoon wraps his arms around you both, “You know they’ll always wait for us three. We own them, after all.” You both laugh, shaking your heads, before you say, “But no need for them to work a longer shift…” Younghoon hums, “Fair enough, let’s go.” You both lean against Juyeon while you wait for your driver, Jacob, to get to The Convoyz. Juyeon grins as he holds you both close to him, and the three of you relish in the quiet moment. When the car finally stops at the grand entrance of the red and black establishment, the three of you chime, “Thanks, Cob!” As you exit, Jacob calls from the car, “Get me something good!” Before he heads to park, waiting for your call to pick you up. 

The hostess gasps, “Oh, The Grims! Right this way!” You exchange a look with them. And when you finally sit at your designated table, secluded from others. You start cackling, “I didn’t know I was roped in on this grim reaper bit with you two now.” Juyeon giggles and says, “You’re with us now, baby. You’re a reaper, too.” Younghoon grins, “You're our argumentative reaper.” Your usual waiter comes around, and before he can fill your wine glasses, you go, “Instead of our usual drinks, since it's a special occasion, can you bring out your best champagne?” He nods and goes to get the champagne and flutes. Once your drinks are in hand, you three cheer to a good deal and a one-month anniversary. 

You eat your usual meals, talking about anything that comes to mind. “You found that endearing about Ju, too?” You cackle, “Of course I did! Who wouldn’t find an awkward man cute?!” Younghoon giggles, and Juyeon pouts, “I didn’t know what to do without two beside me…” You laugh, “Ju, you usually talk to everyone!” He pouts, “But not without my loves…” You both blush at that and switch the teasing to Younghoon, “Did you find Hoon’s pout cute?” Juyeon’s eyes turn bright, “I can’t get enough of it…” You both grin at each other before you hear a ‘hmph!’ and both turn to look at a pouty Younghoon. And you both giggle, both of you reaching to pinch one of his cheeks, making the three of you laugh. And that’s when they turn the teasing back to you, “Doesn’t (N/n) look cute when they start getting frustrated over math work~” Juyeon agrees, “The little huffs…” The two giggle at each other as if they’ve talked about it a hundred times. And you can’t help but blush and giggle with them before returning to your food. 

You finish your meals, telling Jacob to bring the car around as you get escorted out. The hostess from before tells you three, “Have a good evening, Grims!” You all smile at each other before wishing them a good one before leaving. You hand Jacob his takeout meal before getting in and sitting next to Younghoon. Juyeon takes his turn to sprawl out over you two like a cat. You run your fingers through his hair as you lay your head against Younghoon’s shoulder, and he lays his head on top of yours. Younghoon holds Juyeon over you two, keeping him from sliding off you every time the car hits a bump. You three peacefully rest until you arrive at the casino again. You three slowly get out of the car, heading in the back door as Jacob heads home. You take the elevator instead of the stairs and head to get changed. A month prior, you’d be heading to your separate suite, but now the three of you happily share the guest suite with the Alaskian king-sized bed.