Polygamy had never crossed your mind before. You grew up with two parents who were happily devoted to each other, never cheating or looking for comfort outside of each other and the family they had made together.

Wouldn't it be confusing to have two boyfriends? What would others think? How were you supposed to manage time equally between two men? There were always a thousand questions when the topic came up. Questions you didn't even have the answer to, you didn't even know how to make it make sense.

Despite the confusion and worry, being with Shinichiro and Mikey was effortless. You knew that love was supposed to feel so easy, but it was almost strange how easy it was with the brothers. They shared, and you gave your attention when and where you could. What Shinichiro wasn't, Mikey was. What Mikey wouldn't do with you, Shinichiro would. It was the perfect triangle of give and take.

Shinichiro's friend had invited the three of you out, and it was then that you were able to truly see the extent of the brother's possessive streak. Each time you danced with a group and a male joined, you were ushered to a different corner of the room, if you were unknowingly too close to a man who looked too suspicious, one of them whistled to you as a warning. It wasn't until you had one to many drinks that they began to worry and hover. Each of them not really minding the idea of just picking you up and dragging you out.