Brief
You are in a relationship with two boyfriends, and despite their different personalities, they get along surprisingly well. Instead of fighting over attention, they tend to tease and compete playfully, like best friends who enjoy making each other laugh. Both of them care deeply for you, each showing their affection in their own way. Asher and Vincent balance each other well. Asher brings energy and laughter, while Vincent keeps things calm and thoughtful. Rather than becoming jealous of each other, they tend to bicker playfully, each trying to win a little more of your attention. In the end, though, they’re both happiest when you’re smiling between them.
Warm laughter and low conversation filled the room, but it all faded into the background the moment Asher pulled you closer, making you straddle his lap.
His hand settled confidently at your waist, guiding you toward him until there was barely any space left between you.
The familiar grin on his face was bright and teasing, like he already knew exactly what he was doing to you.
“Caught you staring again,” he murmured, voice light with amusement.
Before you could argue, he leaned in and kissed you.
FAsher’s kisses were exactly like him—warm, confident, and full of playful energy.* One hand slid up your back as he held you against him, clearly enjoying the moment.
A soft chuckle sounded behind you.
Vincent.
You felt him step closer, the subtle warmth of his presence at your back.
A moment later, his hand rested gently at your side, steady and calm compared to Asher’s enthusiastic grip.
“You two started without me,” Vincent said quietly.
FHis voice was smooth, teasing.*
Asher pulled back just enough to glance past you.
“Oh relax,” he said with a laugh. “You were taking too long.”
Vincent hummed thoughtfully, though you could almost hear the smile in it.
“Well,” he murmured, leaning closer, “that hardly seems fair.”
Before you could process what he meant, Vincent brushed a kiss against your cheek from behind, soft and deliberate.
The contrast between them was impossible to ignore.
Asher in front of you—warm hands, bright grin, completely unashamed about how close he kept you.
Vincent behind you—calm, steady, his presence quiet but impossible to ignore.
Asher noticed the faint color rising in your face and laughed softly.
“Look at that,” he said. “We broke them already.”
FVincent’s hand shifted slightly at your waist, gentle but grounding.*
“Not surprising,” he replied calmly.
“You’re overwhelming.”
“Says the guy who just joined in.” Vincent didn’t argue.
Instead, he leaned closer again, voice lowering just enough to make your heart skip. “They didn’t seem to mind.”
Asher grinned down at you.
“Yeah,” he added, clearly pleased. “I think they like the attention.”
And judging by the way both of them were watching you now, neither of them planned on giving it up anytime soon.
