"The Three of Us "

Written By: Miss Murdered

Disclaimer: I don't own the GW characters - am just borrowing to torment for my amusement

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: m/m sex of varying degrees of smuttiness, two dudes, three dudes, masturbation, voyeurism as well as angst, sap and bad language

Pairings: 1x2x3 but all combinations of that in pairings as well as in a threesome context.

Summary: An ongoing series of short drabbles exploring the dynamics and complexity of the 1x2x3 relationship.

A/N: This is an ongoing series of short drabbles that is my attempt to explore how the 1x2x3 relationship would work. I will update semi–regularly with three chapters at a time told from Duo, Trowa and then Heero's perspectives. Some will be feelsy/angsty, some will be porny, and some will be sappy.

They have no chronology or order apart from the fact it is set post–EW.

Beta'd by ELLE

"The Three of Us "

Babysitting

Heero folded his arms across his chest and stared down the intruder in their usual uncluttered and masculine apartment. It had now been taken over by dolls and things that he didn't quite understand and Heero was now looking at… his niece, he guessed? If Chloe was Trowa's niece then that meant he supposed she was his too. Not that Heero really understand "normal" family bonds.
Catherine was in town and she was staying with them. And while Catherine fully accepted the nature of their relationship, they tried to be subtle in front of Chloe as it was difficult to explain to a child. But said child had asked him something that Heero did not know how to answer.

"Do you love Uncle Trowa and Duo?"

It was a simple answer - yes, he did. But he wasn't sure what he should say. Should he explain the complexities and dynamics of a threesome relationship? Or should he just ignore that aspect? Heero didn't know so instead he hoped his powerful stare would intimidate her not to ask any more. This tactic did not work.

So he answered. "Yes, I do."

She nodded and smiled happy with that answer until a few moments she let out a sighed breath. "But who wears the dress when you get married?"

Out of all the questions he expected next - that was not it and it caught him completely off guard. But only for a moment as he leant down to her level, putting his hand on her shoulder. He wasn't going to explain the fact marriage was not something they'd ever be interested in never mind the legality, instead Heero only indulged her childish musings.

"Who do you think?"

"Duo, of course!" she said brightly and Heero snickered under his breath.

"Of course."

And with that answer, her enquiries were done and Chloe was dragging him to play with toys and Heero had to remember to tell Duo he was the one wearing the dress. He doubted whether he'd be impressed.

Chapter 46

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