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Today, at five o’clock in the morning, Mira had pulled an all-nighter.

Deimos woke up to Kalmin and her bickering.

“It’s a Saturday, you don’t have to go to the gym today.”

“Mira, I need to. Keeps my routine in check. If I miss a day, it’ll trip me up.”

“It’s just one day, sleep in, you deserve it.”

There was a beat of silence. Kalmin sighed.

“I’m not going back to bed until you come back with me. You’ve been in that chair all night.”

“I’m almost done, I’ll go to bed in just a sec.”

“Mira, you’re going to rush yourself because you’re tired and make big mistakes. Come to bed with me.”

“I swear I’m almost done.”

“When’s the deadline?”

“Monday.”

“Then you have time to sleep. Please, babe, come to bed.”

Mira sighed this time.

“…Fine,” she mumbled.

Deimos rolled around to the side to hazily see them at the dinner table. Mira was sitting while Kalmin was above her, kissing her gently.

He grinned against the pillow and passed out after that.

Around one in the afternoon, he found himself squished between a five foot leech who had her face buried in his neck, and a muscular jock who was currently running his fingers through his hair.

Deimos somehow ended up with the most touch-starved idiots in the world. (Him included. His heart was racing, flipping and screaming. In joy, admittedly.)

Slowly, he blinked at Kalmin, who was fully awake and grinning at him. “Morning,” he said sweetly, still threading his fingers into his curls.

Deimos sniffed and turned to kiss him.

Even though the timing’s off, he still completed his first ritual of the day: kissing Kalmin.

His boyfriend smiled into it, his hand clutching hard onto his hair.

“You’re really cute in the mornings, you know that?” Kalmin commented when they separated.

Deimos smirked. “Of course I am.”

Kalmin laughed and kissed his nose.

“My cutest boyfriend,” he murmured softly.

“Your only boyfriend,” Deimos pointed out.

“Touché,” Kalmin chuckled. He snuggled up a little closer and wrapped an arm around his waist. “Mira made me skip my daily trip to the gym.”

“Yeah, I know, I heard.”

“Sorry, woke you up again?”

“It’s ok, you’re with me now and that’s all what matters.”

Kalmin smiled. “You can be really romantic, you know that?”

Deimos blushed a little. “I’m only being honest.”

Kalmin chuckled and peppered sweet kisses up his neck to his jaw. “Love you,” he muttered softly.

Deimos turned to nuzzle their noses together. “Love you too,” he replied back.

Briefly, they took a moment just closing their eyes and feeling the warmth of the other on them, their breaths hot and foreheads pressed against each other even hotter.

Then Kalmin was kissing him again, slow and lazy, deeper and sweeter. Deimos let himself get swept up by him, as if he was lying in the sand in the hot summer sun and a cool wave suddenly engulfed him. He drowned himself in him, loving every second of it.

Then they were pulling back, their lips a little numb and blood pumping.

Kalmin was an erotic kisser when he wanted to be.

“I was thinking about going out for breakfast today,” his boyfriend murmured when they parted. Deimos’ heads were still in the clouds, and he blinked slowly at him.

“Breakfast?” Deimos repeated, a little confused.

“Yeah.”

“It’s one in the afternoon.”

“We could go to Denny’s. Or iHop,” he suggested.

“Ooh, gourmet,” Deimos purred.

Kalmin laughed. “It’s within budget.”

“Fuck, Kalmin, you have to be the most romantic one out of the three of us,” Deimos replied sarcastically. “Brunch date at Denny’s.”

“Hey, if you don’t want Denny’s, then don’t come with us.”

“And pass on free food? Fuck no.”

Kalmin’s laugh was bright and poppy like the fucking sun. What a beautiful man.

“Nice to know where your priorities are. Free food is above spending time with your loved ones.”

Deimos sneered and Kalmin rolled his eyes. He sat up and rubbed the crust out of his eyes.

“Well, I guess we should get out of bed soon for that brunch date,” he yawned.

Deimos frowned. “How the hell do you always have so much energy in the morning?”

“It’s not the morning.”

“You know what I mean. I’ve never seen you hit the snooze button once.”

“Hitting the snooze button does more harm than good.”

Dramatically, Deimos rolled his eyes. “This is what I mean.”

Kalmin chuckled and bent down to kiss him once more. God, the two of them couldn’t keep their damn lips off each other.

“It helps having a routine to get up in the morning,” Kalmin muttered between kisses.

“I have a routine,” Deimos grumbled. “You kiss me and then Mira kisses me.”

Kalmin smiled. “Mira, huh?” He lifted his head up and glanced at their still very asleep girlfriend. “How mad would she be if we woke her up now?”

“Only for a little bit because we’re going to Denny’s,” Deimos replied.

Kalmin giggled and leaned over Deimos to pepper kisses up her cheek to the crown of her head. Deimos rolled onto the opposite side so Kalmin could come a little closer as well as give Deimos a better angle to also kiss Mira awake.

In response, Mira groaned quietly and rolled onto her back. Kalmin had this big, beautiful, dimpled smile that could bring world peace, and he peppered sweet kisses against her big, chubby cheeks as if she was a little baby. Kalmin loved her soft cheeks. Deimos did too, but cheek kisses were more frequent between the both of them. It was cute to watch, like kittens and puppies playing.

Kalmin’s sweet kisses made Mira’s face twist and she stretched her legs, untangling from Deimos’. A few more little prods and she’d be awake. Deimos opted to kissing her opposite cheek as well, the two boyfriends finding a technique that had them planting kisses all over her face.

“Guys,” Mira whined. She gently pawed at their chests like a kitten learning to knead.

Kalmin grinned wide and blew a raspberry on her cheek. All three of them cracked up, Deimos finding himself snorting. Mira was definitely awake now. Afterwards, Kalmin swiped for her lips first. Deimos bit her ear and felt her shiver.

When Mira and Kalmin kiss, it’s like watching the sun rise. They’re both so warm and soft, two balls of sunshine just radiating pure joy. It’s almost too bright to watch. Deimos found himself grinning.

Slowly, Mira opened her eyes to Kalmin’s lips against hers, and she stared up at him in awe. Deimos could relate. Then she was grinning against her boyfriends lips and Kalmin grinned back, breaking off the sweet kiss to nuzzle their noses together.

“Well, good morning,” Mira chuckled, her voice thick and rough. Morning voice Mira was Deimos’ favourite.

“Morning, babe,” Kalmin murmured softly. He peppered little kisses across her cheeks again, starting from the left to the right, and ending up kissing Deimos’ cheek in the end, and resting his head on his shoulder.

“Morning, babe,” Deimos repeated, Mira’s attention sliding onto him. She grinned and kissed him while slipping her warm hands under his shirt to rub his sides gently. Kalmin’s hand joined her, lacing together and resting on the dip of his waist.

Deimos wished he could stop time and live in this moment forever.

His lips against Mira’s, Kalmin’s body pressed against him. Warm, cozy. Sweet, gentle. Perfect.

After they parted, Mira hazily stared at them, sighing.

“You’re both lucky you’re cute,” she pointed out. She yawned. “I feel like shit.”

“I’ll treat you to Denny’s,” Kalmin offered softly, unlacing his hand from her to push a stray hair out of her face.

Mira smiled and leaned into his hand. Kissed his fingers. “I love you.”

Kalmin grinned back. “I love you, too.”

Deimos chuckled lightly. “It’s just Denny’s, why are you getting so sentimental?”

Kalmin snorted. Mira rolled her eyes.

“It’s the thought that counts, you jerk,” she laughed. “We’re very, very poor right now, dude.”

“You think you’re poor,” Deimos remarked sarcastically. “At least you can fuckin’ work.”

“Ok, you got me there,” Mira muttered softly.

“Is rent stressing you out?” Kalmin questioned.

Deimos sighed. “They raised the price last month. Fuckin’ ripping off every student in the building.”

“If you don’t think you can make the payments, you can always live with me,” Mira pointed out. “I can try and work something out with the girls.”

Deimos sighed. “Yeah, but…there’s less privacy,” he muttered. “Less sex.”

Mira was taken by surprise and laughed loudly. “Ok, also true. Your apartment is soundproofed.” She paused and stared at him for a moment. “I…could move in with you?”

Deimos was taken by surprise this time. His face flushed.

“You’d do that?”

“Well, I basically am now, I just don’t pay rent.”

He sighed and shrugged. “I…I don’t know. I’m not in the red yet, but I do know that next year will be rough.”

Mira smiled at him warmly. “I’m here to help, we can figure something out together.”

Deimos blinked, a little shocked. He blushed. “Thank…you.”

She smiled and kissed his cheek.

“I can’t be a big help, since I live in the dorms and have paid the university already, but next year…the three of us could try and find a place together?” Kalmin interjected suddenly. “I can move out of the dorms and we could find a place nearby?”

Mira’s eyes widened in surprise.

Deimos paused before rolling onto his back to stare at Kalmin head-on. He looked shy, worrying his lip.

“Oooh, my god, this is serious,” Mira blurted out. A huge smile stretched across her face.

Kalmin blinked rapidly. “W-Well, I mean, I wanna be with you guys for as long as you’ll take me, a-and being your partner means eventually moving in together and being your financial support.”

Deimos cracked a big grin. He didn’t realize he was doing it until Kalmin was smiling at him and laughing.

“I’m assuming that’s a yes from both of you?”

Suddenly and gleefully, Mira sat up and wrapped both of them into a tight hug. “Yes!” She squealed.

Deimos barked out a laugh. “It’s a yes from me, too. I fucking love Serious Kalmin.”

He giggled into Mira’s shoulder. “I love both of you.”

Mira seemed to squeeze them harder. “I love you too!” She shouted, overly excited.

“Love you both,” Deimos murmured, softer.

No matter what, without fail, Deimos always ended up falling in love with these two dorks all over again every single day.

God, that’s so fucking cheesy and corny.

What the hell has Deimos gotten himself into.

He’s so fucking in love it’s making him sentimental.

And the worst part was that he’s actually super into it.

Goddammit, this was all Mira and Kalmin’s fault.