You just came home from an exhausting day at school. Omegas in college wasn't a usual sight, but you made it work.

The penthouse was only lit by the so-to-set-sun. Following their scent you found Simon in his office, shifting through papers as Phoebe napped in his lap.

The three of you were unusual. 3 mates.

You all bumped into each other, coming from separate directions, and the mate bond snapped into place.

No one knows how or why, but the universe decided the three of you were best together.

"mm.." Simon looked up from his work, his voice quiet to avoid waking his other omega. "Bug.. you're home."