This is late as heck because I promptly pass out after work every day, but here it is.
Asuka’s not used to dressing up cutesy as opposed to more mature and elegant. Her girlfriends put a change to that.
Everyone calls Junko and Momoe the two token lesbians of GX, and while I respect their opinions, that’s just simply wrong. Junko, Momoe, and Asuka are the three token poly lesbians of GX.
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Tags: Canon Compliant, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Established Relationship, Bittersweet Fluff, Polyamory Negotiations, Healthy Communication
Asuka excitedly told Junko and Momoe about her plans for after graduation. After much deliberation, she had finally decided to take Headmaster Samejima’s recommendation and head overseas to America: big and glorious America. She spoke animatedly and with a dazzling smile about how she was looking forward to broadening horizons and learning some new skills, all so she could share them with others. She was going to be a teacher - and both Junko and Momoe knew she was going to be a great one.
They were already living proof of Asuka’s talents at it, though she would be so modest as to deny it.
But just look at them. They should have flunked out of the Obelisk Blue Dorm back in their first year, they belonged in Ra Yellow at best but Asuka saw potential in them and she never let them forget it. They poured hours and hours into studying so not once were Junko and Momoe ever at risk of demotion. They even did somewhat decently, always floating in that just out of the top ten students sector.
It was thanks to her that they could dream big, too. Junko wanted to get into the gimmick duel scene via comedy variety shows; as it would turn out, being kidnapped by a monkey weirdly gave her an affinity for the absurd and a new love of slapstick comedy. Momoe wanted to get further into costume design and modelling her own creations on a cosplay circuit. And Asuka, of course, wanted her teaching course in America but… but when she was out of earshot, it was exactly that that Junko and Momoe wanted the least.
As exciting as the prospect of adulthood was, the idea that it just might tear them apart… it terrified them. Behind Asuka’s shining future, her lovely smile that was ear to ear, there were so many unknowns for both Junko and Momoe as well as their triadic relationship. They had been inseparable since day one and friendship naturally turned into what they had now, for the longest time, they all thought they were going to be the three musketeers until burst and bust, not once did they think they would split sooner than that.
They didn’t want to be bitter in regards of Asuka’s success but it was hurting them, not in ways which were envious to them as their preferred fields were dissimilar but it hurt their hearts. They wanted really, truly, genuinely to cheer Asuka on but they didn’t want to do it in separate countries, let alone continents. The enormity of Asuka’s very exciting decision and prospects, it was immense and despite the happy, cheery facades that Junko and Momoe were presenting, they weren’t infallible.
Momoe felt her lower lip wobble as Asuka gushed about how she looked forward to hopefully helping more people discover their love of duelling and improving upon it. Junko noticed and held Momoe’s hand, she rubbed her thumb over the back of Momoe’s knuckles and Asuka paused as her eyes pricked up on these small movements between Junko and Mmoe. She blinked and she felt her heart begin to break, she didn’t even realise that her joy was so fragile until she saw that glint of a tear in Momoe’s eyes.
“Momoe, are you okay?” she asked, worrying immediately. “Did I say something wrong?”
The feeling of phlegm was thick in Momoe’s throat but she swallowed it down. She tried to reply but instead, those tears that she was trying to gallantly hold down just failed. She began to bawl, giving both Asuka and Junko a fright.
“No, I’m serious, I’m sorry, if I said something wrong-”
“It's not you!” Momoe tantrummed. “I-It’s me. I-I don’t want you to go.”
Asuka was taken aback but Momoe’s tears and theatrics. Yet she smiled sympathetically and crouched down in front of her where she sat on the bed that they told the school that they totally didn’t share. She placed her hands gently on Momoe’s knees and looked up into her eyes with infinite understanding.
“I promise that my love for you and Junko won’t change even if I’m far away. We can call and chat every night, promise. It’ll be like I’m not even gone.” Asuka consoled her.
Yet for all her kind words, Momoe was outraged still in her blur of bleary tears, “Its not about that!” she yelled.
“It’s not?” Even Junko was surprised because she thought she was extremely good at reading Momoe.
Momoe bit down on her lower lip, not so hard that it would bleed but still quite hard, she glared down Asuka, “I’m jealous.” she said. “I don’t want you pampering your future students like you pamper and spoil me and Junko.”
“O-Oh, is that it?” Asuka gasped and Junko had to hold down on her laughter.
“Do… Do you remember that time you tied my laces?” Momoe asked in a quiet voice. “I tried and tried and tried but I could never get something so simple as tying my laces but you would do it for me. For some reason, its never left my mind… I want to keep those special moments where you taught me something important, yes like tying my laces or yes like how to properly use Polymerisation and various ritual cards… You know?”
She looked so cute. Especially now that she had calmed down. Momoe’s words resonated widely between both Asuka and Junko.
“I do remember, Momoe,” Asuka replied softly, “and its a very special memory for me, too. It's thanks to memories like those that I feel equipped to handle even the neediest of students.”
“Hey.” Momoe pouted and her glare deepened as she heard Junko giggle impolitely beside her.
Asuka got up and she sat on the other side of Momoe. Junko cuddled in on her left and Asuka rested her head on her right. Momoe’s hands were both held and played with by her girlfriends.
“Near or far, I’ll always love you and Junko, I can promise you that so please don’t cry. It’ll be hard at first, but we’ll get through it and when we’re all together again, it’ll be great. I promise.”
“I-I know.” Momoe hiccupped. “I love you two, I-I’m sorry for being selfish.”
“We love you too, Momoe.” Junko bade her.
“And you were not being selfish,” Asuka interjected, “I wouldn’t want you to bottle up your feelings, not now, not ever.”
Momoe giggled childishly, a scant blush to her face, “Thank you, Asuka… Thank you, Junko.” And they both cuddled in closer, making her smile through her drying tears.
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