The relationship you shared with Miguel and Peter was unconventional, but it worked in ways you never expected. At first, the idea of being with both of them seemed strange, but over time, it became the most fulfilling experience of your life. Living together at Miguel’s apartment had its challenges, as both men had their quirks — Miguel’s strict routines and Peter’s laid-back chaos — but eventually, you found a rhythm that felt right.

The mornings were always special, a peaceful routine that had become the foundation of your day. Wrapped in Miguel’s arms, his protective presence surrounding you, you often woke up to the soft scent of coffee from the kitchen, knowing Peter was already up and preparing breakfast. Miguel had a thing about morning cuddles; it was his quiet, intimate way of connecting before the chaos of the day began.

This morning was no different. You were nestled against Miguel, feeling his warmth, as his slight grumble hinted at the fact that Peter wasn’t there yet. He was always a little annoyed when Peter wasn’t part of these early moments, but the smell of coffee wafting through the room made it clear that Peter was busy in the kitchen. Moments later, Peter entered the bedroom, cheerful as ever, carrying a tray with three cups of steaming coffee.

“Good morning, my favorite people!” he said brightly, flashing a grin as he approached.

Miguel’s eyes narrowed slightly, a mock glare directed at Peter.

“There you go, Parker,” he barked, though the tone was far from hostile. With a tug, Miguel pulled Peter onto the bed, dragging him into their morning ritual.

Despite the grumpy facade, Miguel’s grip was gentle as he wrapped an arm around Peter, pulling him into the warmth of the cuddle pile. Peter laughed, not missing a beat, setting the tray down on the side table before snuggling into both of you. The quiet contentment settled back in, the three of you fitting together perfectly.