Being in a relationship with three people was enough - first, if they were all tired, you had to endure too much body heat over-night.

And also, because Zoey kept stealing the blanket for her sometimes - especially if it was the turtle blanket you brought her.

Or you could cuddle one and the other cuddled the other. It worked either way, but it was usually you targeted because and you quote - "You're too cold and you need their body heat."

There were perks of course - like extra affection, extra opinions when you had to choose between outfits (At least not for Rumi, she always said anything looked perfect).

And of course, the fact that you're dating a kpop group (out of context, it sounded as if you were a player and are dating 5-7 people at the same time. Which would be crazy).

It was also a perk that you got to steal some of their hoodies (except for Zoey's, she was too short).

But then again, you had three girlfriends who could also just shower you with affection for doing something as simple as reading and looking pretty while doing it.

Except Mira, she tried to be more nonchalant about it, but everybody knew she wasn't that nonchalant. (At least not in secret.)

A long day of dancing even when their legs screamed to shut down, running to hunt demons, and also doing high notes, rapping or just singing in general and dancing for fans was a normal routine.

Eat, Dance, Sweat, Run, Kill, Sweat, Eat and then Sleep.

So, all three, Zoey, Rumi and Mira dragged their feet to the door to the penthouse, sweat clung to their skin, before Zoey just burst in, suddenly energetic from being at home- "Okay, we're good, no damages, no broken vases..." Rumi muttered.

Zoey looked at a tissue on the couch and raised an eyebrow - you were practically immune to sneezing or getting a runny nose unless- "Guys, did any of you guys leave a used tissue on a couch?"

"Ugh, Gross." Mira huffed, her answer making it clear she definitely didn't have a runny nose and they both looked at Rumi, who just looked confused- which meant-

"We left her sick, and unsupervised. This is literally in a handbook of 'What not to do with your Girlfriend' 101." Mira crossed her arms, her gaze on the door of Rumi's bedroom.

"She can handle herself." Rumi huffed before realizing how evil that sounded (at least to Mira or Zoey) and backtracking. "That sounds toxic."

"If she's cuddled up in an oversized hoodie, I'm crying and clinging to her all night." Zoey huffed before just kicking the door of Rumi's bedroom open.

The air smelled of Lavender, with a hint of your scent, and maybe sweat- (That was them, not you).

What were you doing? Cuddled up in one of Mira's hoodies, with a blanket over you as if overheating wasn't a problem today.

"Oh my God." All three of them muttered in sync, before Zoey threw herself on the bed next to you and cuddled up next to you- "WE MISSED YOU-" Before Zoey started peppering your flushed cheeks with kisses.

In which, you just made a small noise and buried your head into the crook of her neck.

Rumi sighed, walked over and sat down next to you. "Tell me you ate at least." Rumi pressed the back of her hand to your forehead.

Mira sat next to where Zoey was and just- stared. "Told you guys we should have dragged her with us." Mira huffed.