Kiddie AU

[sliceitwithwind]

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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[mitochondriaaya]

"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...

[sliceitwithwind]

"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?"

[mitochondriaaya]

"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."

[sliceitwithwind]

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."

[mitochondriaaya]

"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.

[sliceitwithwind]

"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.

[mitochondriaaya]

...

...

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.

[sliceitwithwind]

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?"

[mitochondriaaya]

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?"

[sliceitwithwind]

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?"

[mitochondriaaya]

Aya snuggled back against Dilan and tugged Braig forward into a floppy hug. "Dilan? Your call on that one. How long can you guys stay?" Because there were things going on at the lab, and speaking of which...

..."How annoyed are they going to be that you can teleport now Braig?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"They're going to, like, fuckin' kill me." Braig said, "I don't care. I can do lab tests."

Dilan was quiet, thinking about things, "I can move stuff around on both of our schedules to let us spend the night. Plenty of time to eat, talk, and watch videos, then go back the next evening."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Please don't die. We are not making plans for a cookout just to have your lab group lynch you!" Because that'd be bad. "So care a little. Please. And yes, lab tests. And NO MORE DRUNK TELEPORTS. Ever." Despite babbled assurances and strings of equations, she was still certain that people should not teleport if they weren't qualified to operate a motor vehicle.

"Videos then. And someone mentioned deer?"

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'll be getting one." Dilan promised, "I've got my hunting spot all staked out. Pick one up in the morning and I'll bring it home."

"I'll, like, get the sauce ready before Dilan gets back."

[mitochondriaaya]

"Which leaves me on salad and side dish duty." She could do that! Easily! "Fire pit in the cove or grill here on the back deck?" Aya was...dropping a kiss on Braig's forehead as they spoke.

[sliceitwithwind]

"Cove." The boys chorused, "If we have it here, mom and dad will get involved." Braig continued alone, with Dilan nodding.

[mitochondriaaya]

Blink..."Riiiight. We're not at my house." They were on the couch at Braig's parents and they'd be lucky if the pair weren't already setting up a scrapbook about their kids getting their act together. "Boys...I am still drunk I think."

[sliceitwithwind]

"Mmmmeee too." Braig admitted, and Dilan huffed a laugh, "And I can't drive. Guess we're staying here tonight."

[mitochondriaaya]

Hmmm, damn. She didn't even think she could walk the half mile to her house safely. She'd stumble while chasing shinies or something. "I'll...get the sheets?" For the guest bed. The couch folded out, yes, but the guest bed was bigger and far more comfortable. "Unless Yinsi and Elsy..." yes, she was craning her neck to try and spot either of those two hovering with a camera or something.

[sliceitwithwind]

"I'll get the sheets." Dilan said, patting Aya's head, "You two little lushes stay here and cuddle."

[mitochondriaaya]

"I am not a lush!" she squealed indignantly. A dramatic finger was pointed at Braig...okay, well, she had to point at his nose by curling her hand around his neck but! "I HAD REASON!"

[sliceitwithwind]

Oh, hey! Aya's arm was around his neck. OBVIOUSLY THIS MEANS THAT BRAIG NEEDS TO KISS HER AGAIN! A LOT!

Dilan paused to watch, eyes going wide with what could only be described as shocked glee. That? Was hot.

[mitochondriaaya]

"Mpphh!" Okay, admittedly less pointing and more hands in hair now but SHE HADN'T BEEN LYING! Kissing was like cuddling right? Totally like cuddling apparently.

She hadn't forgotten Dilan though! She waved at him! She had...no context to add to the wave!

[sliceitwithwind]

Dilan made his happy rumbling noise, then went to make the bed while the other two made out. Braig tugged Aya onto his lap, which really only made it easier for Dilan to scoop the two of them up and carry his alcohol laden loves to bed.

Elcy and Yinsi were conspicuous only by their absence.

[mitochondriaaya]

Evil, plotty parents. Did they have ANY IDEA what their children were up to?

Eh.

Too distracted to care right now. Getting carried upstairs ended up making her giggle though, since she was still in Braig's lap...in Dilan's arm...giggles led to hiccups, then to more giggles. "Not a lush."