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James would never forgive his roommates. Well, one of them, whichever one it was that mixed up his suppressants. Neither of them were going to admit it, so… James decided to just hate both of them.
His roommates were Seonghyeon and Keonho, and they were dating each other. It’s okay though, James was used to third-wheeling, because he always hung out with Juhoon and Martin, who were also dating. James was the only one out of the romance loop.
The couple had invited James to a sleepover, and he gladly said yes. He packed his things haphazardly, wanting to get there as soon as possible, so that he could talk with them as much as he could without getting absolutely konked and falling asleep.
He threw new clothes in, a small snack, his phone and a charger, and his suppressants into his backpack, swinging it onto his back and leaving the small apartment. Keonho and Seonghyeon were napping on the couch, all over each other. It looked like they passed out halfway through making out.
James made his way across the field to his black Jeep Cherokee, clean as ever. He got a free discount at the car-wash, so he goes in for a clean-up every two weeks.
Juhoon and Martin’s place wasn’t that far away, but it was still on the nicer side of town. James loved coming over because of how clean and cozy they kept it.
Halfway through the car drive, James could feel beads of sweat building up on his back. He turned the AC on higher. Maybe he was getting a fever.
However, when he showed up at his friends’ house, he realized the problem. “Fuck..” James had mumbled. He was going into heat. It was weird—he had sworn he took his suppressants. James reached into his bag and took another dosage, before going inside the apartment complex.
“James is here!” He heard Martin loudly announce, who swung open the door and pulled James into a tassel, scratching at his head teasingly.
“Martin, get off of him.” Juhoon snorted, shoving past him. James always thought their dynamic was so cool. Two alphas… it was almost unheard of. Juhoon didn’t look much like an alpha though, he was in the same book as James, who didn’t look much like an omega, despite being one.
He ventured deeper into the house after being freed from Martin, going towards the kitchen first thing to raid their pantry. Oreos spotted.
Then, James found himself curled up on the couch, rearranging blankets, making sure he was comfortable. But it wasn’t right. He needed something that smelled stronger like Martin and Juhoon.
No. He didn’t let himself think that way and forced himself to stay seated on the couch, wrapped up in blankets with a full tin of oreos in hand.
“Wanna watch a movie?” James asked, ignoring the strange look from the couple.
“Yeah.” Juhoon sat down next to him, not acknowledging anything, unlike Martin, who snorted.
He asked, “Jesus, James. Are you cold or something?”
“Martin!” Juhoon hissed, kicking Martin’s leg.
James furrowed his brows. “No? I just want to be comfortable, y’know.”
“Right..” Martin sat down next to Juhoon, pulling his boyfriend into his arms.
James looked at them and let out an involuntary whine. He hoped they didn’t hear it, but he got yet another weird look from the couple. “Um,” Juhoon snapped out of it, “What do you wanna watch?”
“I’ve been wanting to rewatch Glitter Force so bad…” James mumbled, munching on an oreo.
“Okay, yeah. Let’s watch that.” Martin said, reaching for the remote.
A few minutes into the first episode, James felt himself getting lightheaded. Why weren’t his suppressants working?!
He could tell that the others had noticed, as they were trying their best to keep their alpha calm.
James curled up tighter in the blankets, trying to block off his pheromones from them. “Fuck, guys, I should go home.”
“What? Why?” Juhoon asked, reaching over to touch a comforting hand on James’s shoulder.
James let out a soft moan and leaned into the touch. “I think…”
“You’re going into heat.” Martin finished for him. James nodded.
“My suppressants aren’t fucking working.” James panted. It’s been years since he’s gone into heat. Why did his suppressants suddenly decide to stop working?
“James, it’s okay. You’re not fit for driving right now anyway.” Juhoon comforted, getting closer to James. “How bad is it right now?”
“I dunno.” James mumbled, pressing his face into Juhoon’s chest, taking a big breath of his scent. “Fuck…”
“He should make a nest on our bed.” Martin came over now too. “Do you want that?”
James nodded.
“Can you walk?”
“Yeah. I’m not…” James didn’t finish his sentence. He got up, dragging the blankets with him.
“Let us know if you need anything.” Juhoon frowned with sympathy. James only nodded, before getting lost in the darkness of their bedroom.
After James successfully made the nest—a jumble of Martin’s shirts and Juhoon’s underwear—and climbed into it, that’s when he started to experience his least favorite part of heat.
He let out a cry as his body started to cramp up, swelling with immense heat. “Fhh…” He felt tears pool in his eyes. Heats always made him emotional.
He felt terrible for ruining the mood at the sleepover, and started to cry about it. The alphas’ senses were probably going crazy, and it was all James’s fault. He tried to stop his pheromones from thickening their pour, but he couldn’t control it.
“Alpha…” He whispered, grunting as his body cramped up even more, a churning pain in his lower stomach and back. He winced as he felt a gush of slick spill between his legs. Uncomfortable, James kicked off his pants and boxers, letting his body breathe.
He ripped off his shirt while he was at it, caressing his body in an attempt to make it stop hurting so much. He needed comfort. He needed an alpha. Or two.
James let out a cry, rolling onto his stomach and presenting himself, feeling sweat drip down his nose. It was so fucking hot. He needed to crack open the window and turn a fan on, or something.
Then came a knock on the door. “James? You okay?” It was Martin.
James flinched and sniffled, hiding his presenting body. “Y-yeah.”
“Do you need anything?” This time, it was Juhoon’s voice. Both alphas were there, and James’s omega desperately wanted to take over, beg the alphas to take care of him. Fuck him.
“Mmn…no. Maybe, yeah. A-a cold towel would be fine.” James mumbled, nearly whispering.
“Okay.” James was surprised that they could hear him, but then again, an alpha nearby an omega in heat would pique their senses.
The door creaked open, and Martin opened a window. It was almost like he had read James’s mind. “That better?”
“Yeah. Fuck.” James shuddered at the cold breeze that was let in. “Thank you.”
Then Juhoon came in, a wet, cold towel in hand. “Can I come into your nest?”
James nodded and flipped onto his back, letting Juhoon push back his hair and lay the towel on his forehead. He immediately let out a sigh of relief. His omega was on edge though. Two alphas inside the room and neither of them were inside of him.
“I don’t know why this is happening…” James mumbled, feeling another tear fall from his eye. “I-I took my suppressants regularly. I took two doses today, fuck.”
“It’s okay, James.” Martin said, bringing in a fan. Maybe he could read James’s mind. He was nearly convinced now. “We can take care of you. It’s really no problem.”
“But…”
“Yes.” Juhoon chuckled. “We’re fine with it. With everything that comes with a heat. We are more than happy to take care of you.”
James’s eyes glazed over, and he let out an involuntary moan. “Get closer. Please. I need… I need you.”
He could see Martin swallow thickly, following the order just as Juhoon did.
Martin was the first to make a move. He leaned down, pressing his lips to James’s, who’s heart seized. Why was he kissing him in front of his boyfriend?!
James’s body jolted with surprise as he felt sudden wetness on his cock. He looked down, pulling away from the kiss and seeing Juhoon licking at his dick underneath the shirt he used to hide himself.
Martin pushed James’s head back down, giving him zero time to process what was happening. Martin moved to straddle James’s waist, sliding his tongue into his mouth at the same time.
James moaned, feeling Juhoon open his mouth wide and take all of him at the same time. Holy shit.
Martin pulled away to take off his clothes, letting James take a couple gasps of air. “Fuck, Juhoon—“ He whimpered, curling his hands into Juhoon’s waves, guiding him. “Just like that…”
While that was happening, Martin grabbed a pack of condoms, setting them on the bedside table. He stood there and watched for a moment, his hard-on slightly tilted down with weight.
James had his back fully arched, his eyes switching from Martin and Juhoon. “Mmn… Martin…”
“Hmm?”
“Get closer, fuck…” James relaxed on the bed, letting out soft grunts every time his tip hit the back of Juhoon’s throat.
Martin chuckled, climbing back on the bed. “Juhoon, let me have a turn with him.”
James shuddered at those words. The couple swapped positions, Juhoon now on top of James, while Martin was down below, lathering his fingers in slick.
Juhoon had a dark look in his eyes as he dragged his cock up James’s chest, landing at his mouth. “Suck.”
James opened his mouth and let Juhoon slide right in. He felt Martin manhandling him, pushing his knees to his chest, all while Juhoon started to fuck his face. It was all so much, but so fucking good.
A finger slid in, and tears pooled in the omega’s eyes. It didn’t take long for another finger, stretching and prying around with his insides.
“Fuck.” Juhoon mumbled from above, his pouty face getting poutier. “Gonna cum.”
James sucked harder, silently begging for him to do it in his mouth. Juhoon got the message. He sped up his thrusts, gripping the headboard before cumming with a cry. James swallowed all that he could.
Juhoon pulled out, kissing the omega’s face clean and praising him.
Then James was flipped back into his presenting position, thoroughly stretched by Martin’s fingers. While Juhoon watched, letting his body get hard on its own terms, Martin slid in, holding James’s face down into the bed.
“Fuck, so perfect…” He mumbled, pushing himself in deeper and deeper. “Feel that?”
James nodded, drooling into the pillows. “Fhhh…”
Juhoon laughed. “We’ve nearly lost him.”
“I’m gone. I’m so fucking gone.” James said, his voice barely there.
Martin laughed too, before pulling out and snapping his hips forward. James moaned loudly, his toes curling around the loose sheets, coming undone from all the movement they were doing.
The alpha started to fuck him, hard. James let himself fall, his omega taking over, sucking in Martin’s cock. “Mmfffhhhh—“
“So good, so good—“
Juhoon pushed into Martin’s side, forcing him to slow down. He slid a finger into James’s hole, before forcing his cock into the empty space.
James nearly screamed with pleasure, amazed that he hadn’t cum yet. Then, in perfect harmony, Martin and Juhoon thrusted into him. They were both bent at a weird angle, but they made it work.
James was twisted onto his side, the two alphas sinking deeper. “Nnghh…”
“Fuck, taking us so easily…” Juhoon grunted, moaning softly. “Gonna cum soon?”
“Mhm..” James nodded, wrapping his lips around his fingers, trying to soothe himself. “Knot…”
“Holy shit.” Martin made a face. He was close. “Can you handle two knots?”
“Yes, yes! Fuck, please!” James begged for it, pushing his hips down, proving it with his body that he could handle anything.
It didn’t take long, only a few more thrusts, before Martin’s dick popped and unraveled into a knot, tying their bodies together. Feeling that, Juhoon couldn’t do much more humping, being held back by the knot beside him. However, the sensation drove him to a finish, so he started to expand too.
James was gonna pass out. He knew it. It was all too much, and then when he finally released long, milky white ribbons from his tip, his consciousness faded away.
When he woke up, both alphas were on either side of him. He had been thoroughly cleaned off and had some ointments lathered onto his stretched hole, healing it from all its overworking.
“Mmn…” James huffed. The cramping was all gone, but his body was sore as hell. He had hickeys all over his body, not remembering when either of his friends had added them to him.
More clear minded, James realized what just happened.
OhmygodIjustfuckedmybestfriends.
Not only was he scared for their friendship after this, but what about Martin and Juhoon’s relationship? James had totally just gotten in the way! He started to tear up, and he felt Juhoon’s arms tighten around him. Martin was sleeping deep as hell, so he didn’t do any instinctive comforting.
James rolled over, curling up tighter in Juhoon’s arms, knowing that he should’ve pulled away and drove back home.
But he was so comfortable. He felt so safe, and he knew that if he left them too quickly, then he would fall into subdrop. He wouldn’t let that happen.
He fell back asleep, before waking up to the smell of food by his nose. He peaked an eye open, seeing Martin place a tray down on the bedside table. “Morning, sleepyhead.”
James pushed himself up, covering his body with the blankets. “Good morning.” Ah, he lost his voice. He was moaning that much.
“How are you feeling?”
Guilty. “Better. Thanks, for…” James trailed off, frowning. He fucking ruined their relationship. They were the coolest couple he knew, and here he was, getting in between it.
Martin could tell he wasn’t the happiest, and that he wasn’t looking for comfort by him or Juhoon. So he left the food there and escaped. James ate, eating like a starved dog. He didn’t realize how hungry he was until Martin had left the room.
He scarfed it all up. Juhoon’s cooking was amazing, as always. James licked his fingers clean, and then climbed out of the bed. He needed to leave soon. He dressed himself, heading towards the living room where he left his bag and took his useless suppressants. Martin and Juhoon were sitting with a gap between each other, instead of all cuddled up like usual. James could’ve cried about it.
“Thanks guys, for everything. But I’m gonna head to my doctor, and… and figure things out.”
Juhoon furrowed his brows. “What? No, James—you’re going to fall into subdrop. We’re fine with you staying.”
“No!” James shouted, before quieting down. “No, no… I’ve already done too much damage.” He slung his backpack on his back, hurrying out the door before the couple could argue and pursued him into staying.
Immediately, his heart sank as he closed that door and rushed down the concrete steps towards his car. The omega inside him was magnetized towards his—the alphas.
Sitting behind the wheel, James let the floodgates open. He sobbed, suddenly. Despite not being able to see through the tears, James backed out of the parking lot and got on the road. He knew that if he stayed in one spot for too long, one of them would come out and try to retrieve him. He wasn’t letting that happen either.
He forced himself to wait at home to cry. He felt stupid crying over this though, but he knew that holding back wouldn’t do him any good. Arriving back at the apartment, he was glad that Keonho and Seonghyeon were both at their classes.
James curled up in his bed, relishing in his own scent mixing with the faint smell of Martin’s and Juhoon’s on his clothes and backpack and all his belongings inside.
He huffed, setting up a new nest with all his plushies and nerdy things, anything that could bring him comfort nearly as much as Martin and Juhoon did.
He needed to stop thinking about them, but the ache in his body being a constant reminder made it hard to.
Exhausted, James fell back asleep.
He woke up to a knock on the door. “Holy shit, it smells like James everywhere.” He could hear Seonghyeon complaining on the other side.
“Hmm?”
Keonho pushed his door open. “Hey. You’re stinking up the entire apartment complex. We’re probably gonna get complaints soon, so calm down and take your pills.”
“I did.”
Keonho squeezed two fingers around his nose bridge. “I don’t think you did. Do you have any scent patches?”
“No.” James sniffled, feeling guilty again. Fuck, shit, he started to cry in front of Keonho.
The man’s eyes widened. “Uh—okay. It’s okay, I think. May-maybe Seonghyeon has a spare one?”
“A spare what?” His boyfriend spawned in the room with a clip around his nose. “Fuck, it smells like… bittersweet in here. Worse.”
“Stop, Seong.” Keonho kneed him. “Really bad timing. Do you have a scent patch that James can borrow.”
Seonghyeon groaned, “Yes. Fine. But James, you’ll have to pay me back once you’re back in shape.”
After those words, James let out a toddler cry, hiding his face in his hands. He really was a burden, not only to Martin and Juhoon, but also Keonho and Seonghyeon.
“Fuuuckk…” He heard Keonho whisper, before stepping closer. “Can I enter your nest?”
James continued bawling, barely hearing Keonho’s voice over his crackly cries. He nodded.
Keonho climbed into the bed, wrapping his arms around James, who curled into him, leaning into the touch.
It was nice. Keonho was a beta, so he didn’t have much of a scent. James knew he wasn’t too affected by his omega, so he knew he could get super close to him.
But he wasn’t Juhoon. He wasn’t Martin. He didn’t fit perfectly against his body.
Seonghyeon came into the room, strapping the strip of scent block onto James’s scent gland, muttering something about him stealing Keonho from him.
It reminded James of what he had done to Martin and Juhoon, and he began to cry harder.
Keonho was getting angry at him now. “You can’t say anything right. Just go.”
“Fuck. Fine, sorry.” Seonghyeon left the room, raising his hands in defense. “Sue me for joking a little.”
“It wasn’t funny.” Keonho scoffed, running his hands through James’s spiky strands. “You okay?”
“No. I’m fucking dying.” James whimpered, wiping his endless tears away. It was impossible to stop thinking of Martin and Juhoon.
“Why? What happened?”
James was embarrassed. He couldn’t tell Keonho. “I… I went into heat at Juhoon’s and Martin’s.”
Keonho went silent. He got the answer through the equation, somewhat. “Did you sleep with one of them?”
“Both, actually.” James sniffled.
Keonho made a face. “Okay. What’s the problem with that?”
“I’ve ruined their relationship.” He cried harder. “And now I’m going into fucking subdrop and—and I can’t stop thinking about them!”
Keonho hugged him tighter, letting him soak his shirt until he fell asleep.
Waking up, Keonho was still there, his arms loosely around him. He was asleep. It was dark out. They had been in this position for the whole day. James climbed out of bed and escaped to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge until he picked out leftover chicken as his late dinner.
“Hey.” He heard. It was Seonghyeon. “Feel better now?”
“Ish.” James shrugged, too exhausted to give a big answer. He was so sleepy even after resting for the whole day.
“You’re dropping.” Seonghyeon whispered. He was also an omega. “I know how it is. It’s not fun.”
“I… I know. I can tell.” James mumbled, the microwave beeping. He took his food out and started eating.
Seonghyeon sighed. “Okay. Not only that, but you reek of sex and alpha. So you can’t deny that you didn’t have someone take care of you.”
James glared at him, not wanting to talk about this right now. He just wanted a break from thinking so that he could fucking eat in peace.
“Whoever he was, go back to him.” Seonghyeon explained, “You are dropping really slow, but it’s happening. Did your alpha push you away? Or—“
“I don’t have a fucking alpha.” James told him to piss off after that. Seonghyeon looked upset.
“I know it doesn’t seem like it all the time, but I really do care about you. If you keep dropping and avoiding your alpha, all you are going to do is suffer for who knows how long. Do you really want that?”
“I don’t have an alpha, Seong!” James got louder. “I.. I don’t know which one it is. I had sex with Martin and Juhoon. They took care of me.”
Seonghyeon’s eyes widened. “Oh.” He looked weirdly relieved.
“Yeah, oh. And I made a big mistake doing it. I can’t even look at them anymore. I can’t look at myself.” His voice started to shake, so James stopped talking and focused on his food.
Seonghyeon got closer and rubbed their guarded scent glands together. He was scenting him, soothing him without question. James immediately calmed down.
He walked away without a word, letting him finish his food alone.
James thought a lot about what Seonghyeon said as he fell back asleep. Keonho had left the room when he woke up, and his whole body was burning again.
He only had a few more days left of his heat. But after having sex, it should’ve gotten easier.
James groaned, taking his clothes off and flipping into a presenting position. He needed an alpha, for closure.
Keonho barged back into his room, making James flinch, but not hide. He knew Keonho wouldn’t judge him. “Who do I call?”
“Mmf… alpha…” James panted into his pillow.
Keonho pulled his phone out. “Martin? And Juhoon?”
James nodded twice, shuddering at the sound of their names. He wanted them so badly.
He dialed one of their numbers on his phone and left the room. When he came back in, catching sight of James fingering himself, he said, “They’re on their way.”
“Thank you.” James mumbled, more distracted by trying to stop the negative sensation running through his body.
The next time he heard the door open, he heard clothes coming off too. James opened one of his eyes, before having two men crawl over to him. “I’m sorry.” James cried, clinging to them.
“James…” Martin whispered, kissing his cheek.
“You don’t need to apologize.” Juhoon said, before grabbing James’s legs and lifting them in the air. “Any condoms? He’s going back to…”
James groaned, “Don’t want condoms.”
“We can’t risk getting you pregnant. And yeah, I grabbed a pack before we left.” Martin said, talking to both men.
James heard the crinkle of the condom wrappers being opened, and he shuddered, closing his eyes again. Juhoon connected their lips, being the first one to slide in, lying on his side.
He grunted, pulling back so he could lay comfortably, then Martin was in too. He ripped his scent patch off, kissing the moisture away. “We are going to fuck,” Martin said, “and then we will talk after. Okay?”
James could barely focus once they started thrusting into him. He moaned, “O-Okay.”
The sex was amazing, as always. Thrust after thrust, it only got faster and more addicting. It didn’t take long for knots to unravel, and for the omega to release all over himself and the alphas.
Martin cleaned off the bed while Juhoon started up some food. James was curled up on the couch, fully dressed in cozy pajamas. Keonho and Seonghyeon both left the house, thank god. James was… loud, he couldn’t argue that.
“Martin, food’s ready.” Juhoon called out, placing three plates on the coffee table. “Glitter Force?”
James nodded, leaning on Juhoon.
Martin came into the living room, grabbing one of the plates and eating standing up.
“I’m sorry that I dragged you guys back here.” James mumbled, feeling guilty per usual.
Juhoon caressed his arm. “Like we said, it’s no big deal.”
“Yeah. We are very glad that you came to us for help.” Martin quipped, talking through his chews. “Do you still need to set up an appointment with your doctor?”
“Yeah.”
“I can call them.” Martin grabbed James’s phone and walked over to the calendar in the kitchen.
Sometimes James forgot how comfortable they were with him. He leaned more onto Juhoon, who turned his head and pressed their lips together. Oh god, they were kissing again.
Juhoon grabbed James’s hips, pulling him onto his lap. “Need you closer…” The alpha whispered, slotting perfectly against him.
James let out a shaky breath, but a happy one too. He could… get used to this.
After a few long minutes, Martin came back into the room and sat in James’s former spot. He didn’t look mad at the sight, at all. He barely acknowledged them.
Then James heard Martin asking for a turn, and then he was getting passed around, his lips and neck swollen from kisses.
He had calmed down so much being around them, all cuddled up on top of them. Eventually, his roommates came back home, thanking James for an excuse for a date. James flipped them off.
“My suppressants aren’t working.” James said, a pack of them in his bag so he could show his doctor. “I suddenly went into heat last week, and I have nothing else to blame aside from the meds.”
“Nothing else triggered it? No alphas? Nobody marked you?”
“No. I’m not marked yet.” James said, taking the suppressants out and handing them to his doctor.
“Ah,” The man said, chuckling. “You must have gotten your medicine mixed up. These aren’t suppressants.” He lifted one of the pills with tweezers. “Although they look very similar, your prescription is more pink.”
“What have I been taking then?!” James groaned. It was his fucking dirty roommates! One of them had knocked it over and mixed up the pills. Not on purpose, but that shit still had him pissed off.
“Not suppressants. These look like scent blockers.” The doctor said, dumping out all the pills inside. He scanned them all, only finding one pill that was actually a suppressant. “Small differences, James.”
“Fuck..” He hid his face in his hands.
“We’ll get you a new bottle, and make sure you keep it somewhere where you won’t spill it.”
“Thank you.”
So that’s how his appointment went. When he got home, he cussed out his roommates and told them both to split the price of his prescription, but neither of them admitted which one got the bottles mixed up.
James called the alphas that took care of him, letting them know what the problem really was.
“If it happens again, feel free to ask for our help. We would love to do that again.” Juhoon said, confusing James. Yes, he’s said stuff like that before, but now that James was thinking clearer than ever… that had his heart freaking out.
“Yeah… yeah, I-I’d be up for it.” James nearly whispered, hanging up the phone. He sprinted to the living room, seeing Keonho and Seonghyeon watching TV together, the latter’s feet on the former’s lap.
“What’s with the rush?” Seonghyeon asked after seeing James run into the room.
“I don’t know what the fuck to do.”
“About what?”
“About… About Juhoon and Martin!” He shouted, tugging at his hair. “I can’t stop thinking about them, and then they say these… things that drive me crazy!”
Keonho furrowed his brows. “And? They’re your alphas, aren’t they?”
“I’m able to have two?” James quieted down.
“Yea, dumbass.” Seonghyeon snorted. “Did you not learn this shit in school?”
“We all know I can’t pay attention for the life of me.” James said.
“Well, what are they saying?” Keonho asked.
“Um. They’re saying, like, if I’d go into heat again, they’d be happy to take care of me.” James explained.
“And you don’t want that?”
“I want it! I mean, I want it for myself, but I don’t want to ruin their relationship.”
Seonghyeon face-palmed. “You’ve had sex with them more than once, you guys kiss all the time with no questions; I don’t really see the problem here.”
“How do you not see the problem? They’ve been together forever, if I suddenly join, then… then y’know, I could potentially ruin their relationship.”
Keonho rolled his eyes. “You guys are practically dating right now. I think you’re overthinking it.”
“I’m not!”
“You are!” The two said in unison, even giving James the same annoyed expression on their faces. Keonho explained more for James’s small brain. “Just talk to them. Figure out if you really do want to join their relationship and it’s not just your omega talking, and then talk to them and see if they would be okay with that.”
James did exactly what he was told. And… he couldn’t stop thinking about them.
He showed up to their apartment unannounced. “Hey, James! What—“ Martin opened the door, Juhoon right behind him.
James pushed past him, his head down. He slipped his shoes off, before sitting down on the couch. “Sit down. Please.” His voice shook.
Martin glanced over at Juhoon, and then tilted his head towards James. They both sat down. Juhoon asked, “What’s wrong?”
James finally looked up at them. He looked into both of their eyes an equal amount, his own filled with tears. “I can’t stop thinking about you guys.” His chin started to wobble and he paused, wiping his eyes. “I love you?”
Martin and Juhoon sat there in silence, before the latter spoke up first. “You do?”
James nodded. “I don’t—I don’t want to ruin anything, but—“ He paused as he was pulled forward, lifting onto Martin’s lap.
“It’s okay. You wouldn’t ruin anything.” Martin cupped James’s face and kissed his mouth. “We’ve… Juhoon and I have talked a lot about this. We both love you too.”
James’s eyes widened. “You—You do?”
Juhoon nodded his head while Martin pressed another kiss to his lips. “For a long time.”
“Holy shit.” James clung tighter to Martin, rubbing their scent glands together. “Holy shit.” He repeated.
Juhoon chuckled, grabbed James’s waist and pulling him onto his lap. “You feel better? Knowing that?”
James smiled, nodding his head. He kissed Juhoon now, taking in all the love.
Eventually, they were all curled up on the couch, a whole bunch of dogs loving on each other.
Glitter Force was on the TV and a bright smile on all their faces.
James could get used to this.