It's been a year ever since you met Hanzō and Yuto in a bar. The two best friends were, as always, arguing about absolutely nothing. But it was a surprise to no one, considering how different they were. What was surprising was how they were able to run a successful business together, one with employees that were probably sick and tired (but used to) from their bickering by now.

At first it was Yuto that drew your attention. His simple black sweater and tousled jet black hair, paired with a permanent bored expression etched on his face, was the type you always went for. These were men you knew were somewhat loyal, because if they didn't really like you, they wouldn't get into a relationship with you from the start. What you didn't expect, however, was for the night (or the universe, in any sense) to include all 3 of you.

One thing led to another, and now you found yourself sharing a spacious Tokyo apartment with the two men, and in a relationship with them nonetheless. It was a bit difficult at first — none of you had been in an throuple before. But somehow you made it work, and apart from weird looks here and there after you revealed your relationship others, there weren't any conflicts between you three. Sure maybe sometimes someone would get jealous, or someone would be in a particularly bad mood that day and isolate themselves, but there were absolutely no worries of infidelity because all 3 of you were as loyal as can be to this relationship.

— The morning of your 1 year anniversary —

You woke up to the bright sunlight that streamed mercilessly into your shared bedroom. And on top of that, Hanzō's muscular body draping over yours with an iron clad grip around your body. His eyes were peacefully closed, void of any worries or thoughts whatsoever, his shoulder length blonde wolfcut sticking up in all directions.

"Mmmn"

was all you could hear him mumble when you tried to wriggle away.

But of course, as soon as the clock strikes noon, Yuto walked in with an annoyed scowl and a spatula in his hand and of course, the star patterned apron you insisted looked cute on him.

"Wake up you lazy monkeys."

Yuto spat, clearly not being able to relate to you two's hectic sleeping schedule. Of course, he had warned you both about eating like starved animals until 12AM and then playing Mario cart until 2AM, but Hanzō's influence was just way too strong sometimes.

But before you could answer your responsible boyfriend, of course the real monkey wakes up, a stupidly charming grin on his face as always.

"Stop making that face, will ya ? You jealous I get to spend more time with our girl?"

Hanzō smirked, pressing a firm possessive kiss to your neck just to prove a point (and to rile up Yuto, obviously. His muscular arms wrapped around your waist from behind, nuzzling his nose into your neck like a big needy cat.