sliceitwithwind | Kiddie AU

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Kiddie AU

Aya and Dilan had been dating for a bit over a month. During that time, Braig quietly put his affairs in order, so to speak.

Oh, not in the wills and death kind of way, but rather in the way that he broke up with the girlfriends as Dilan did (which raised no eyebrows, that was the way it had always been after all), and in the way that he started, and abandoned, a million different ways to approach the other two. Aya first, he knew that much. Dilan was, after all, polyamourous and more likely to follow the other two just because that was what he'd always done. Aya - Aya was monogamous and it could bring this whole house of cards tumbling down.

A house of cards that Braig had spent the majority of his life building, step by step and moment by moment. He'd known what he wanted since he was eleven years old, from the time that Aya shrieked Lions! in her little girl's voice, and Dilan paffed into the dust behind her.

It just took another twenty years for the two of them to start getting the idea...but...they might not want him.

Oh, Fire and Ice, they might not want him.

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"I...am drunk." Braig informed her, "But good. So, so good. Thank you."

"So am I." To be fair. She was very drunk. Thankfully the handful of antihistamines was doing their job! "And...we're on the kitchen floor." And Berkowitz, if he could kiss Dilan like that...

...that might be hot.

"The kitchen floor at your parents."

"Uh huh. 'S Dilan coming here?" he asked, stroking her hair (just the same as always) and pressing feather light kisses along her jaw (that was new).

"Yes, he's coming here." She knew that much for sure! And, well, playing with his hair was nice and distracting and...it made a really good leash when she finally dragged herself to her feet and tugged him gently. "Couch. Our knees will thank us."**

"'Kay." he agreed, standing at her tug and heading for the couch without actually ceasing to touch her. It was desperate, but also...Braig.

Desperate Braig was heart breaking. Braig Braig was comforting. The combination of the two was keeping her waaaaaaay off balance. "Lay down dear, nap if you can." She didn't know how much he'd decided to drink and...she could handle his head in her lap and playing with his hair? "I'll wake you when Dilan gets here."

"...'kay." he agreed again, curling up on the couch with one arm behind her back and his head on her knee.

At least the snoring was identical.

Petting either of the boys, in her experience, was soothing. Tonight it was nearly hypnotic, playing her fingers through his hair, laying it over his ears, tucking it behind his ears, shifting just enough that the arm behind her back was comfortable and...

...yeah, she was losing track of time.

A couple of hours later Dilan came in, blinking at Braig on Aya's lap. There was a hint of a pause as he thought about things, then he slid onto the couch on Aya's other side and kissed her hello. "Hey, sweetheart."

She leaned up into the kiss, then oozed sideways enough to plaster herself against his side. Oozy puppy pile? "He kissed me when he came home. I kissed him back. I think things in my head are broken now." Confession was good for the soul.

"Broken good or broken bad?" Dilan asked, stroking her side and nuzzling her.

"Don't know, the pieces haven't shaken out yet." She nipped his chin, not sure if she was trying to reassure him or herself. "If I'm not thinking it's okay. If you're both here it's okay."

"I love you, Aya." Dilan said seriously, "We'll figure this out." there was a pause, and he admitted, "I bet it was hot. You two kissing."

She untangled one hand from Braig's hair to reach up and wrap it in Dilan's. "We will. And I love hearing that from you." She truly did. It always helped no matter what was going on. "And...yeah. Elements Dilan, how did any woman ever resist you two when you kiss the way you do?"

Dilan smiled, a slow and sexy kind of smile, "Well, not many did? We did tend to choose for what we wanted, though, and attracted to us was pretty much a necessity."

"It does help," she agreed, running fingers along his dreads until she could trace fingers over that smile. "He...dumped Pierce with supermodels and came home Dilan. I think he's serious." Well, she'd known he was, really, he wouldn't pull this shit on a lark but it was evidence she could present? "And I said I'd wake him when you got here. Should we?" Because they tended to let Braig sleep...

"If we want to talk to him, then yes." Dilan said, reaching over to shake Braig.

Several times, and eventually pinch his nose shut until he woke up, "Hnrgh?"

"Yes," they did. Need to talk. Thing. Her brain was back to stuttering so she ended up curling against Dilan tighter. This involved tucking her feet up on the couch along Braig's side, and probably helping with the Braig-jostling. "Dilan's here dear."

Braig sat up and rubbed at his eye, "Hey." it was a little shy as he looked up at Dilan, who brushed his cheek with one finger, "Hey."

"Braig, Dilan. Dilan, Braig...our new love interest?" She couldn't help the introduction, or the goofy. She was trying to relieve stress! "Provided you're both okay with it." And now she was just going to sit back as far as she could and...not interfere. She was going to watch them both carefully though, make sure she didn't turn psycho bitch on them or anything.

"I'm good with it if you are." Dilan said. Braig looked at Aya, then leaned up across her to kiss Dilan.

There was some melting going on there.

...

...

Good to know it looked as good from the outside as it felt from the inside?

And the lack of frothy rage was good too.

Klimek, they were actually going to try this.

What did she do if it fell apart?

What did she do if it didn't?

For now, well, she was just going to give a happy little sigh and keep watching. And strangle them both later for having such an easier time with the whole thing.

Both of them had an arm around Aya's back, so she wasn't just between them, she was being hugged by them. The kiss broke and the two men blinked for a moment.

Braig was the one who said, "So. Barbeque for the family, or as a date?"

She slipped an arm around each of them in turn, though it took some wiggling through couch cushions to get one behind Dilan. She leaned up to kiss Dilan's cheek and sighed "Deep breathes help. A bit. Deep breathes love..."

Gaze back to Braig, amused and...blushing. Definitely blushing. "Um. Us. Us three?"

Dilan smiled at her thankfully and gave her ear a slight kiss. "Deep breaths, got it."

"Us is good. Want me to bring some flicks, too?"

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