[BXBXB/POLYAMOROUS]
Oliver knight loves reading fiction stories no matter how cliché they are. Although he never understood why the main character never chose both of the romantic choices; leaving one of them with a broken heart.
So, when he has a...
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Elijah sat comfortably on the couch in Blaze's apartment, nestled between the two of them like he belonged there, like he had always been there. Ethan's arm draped over the back of the couch, his fingers occasionally brushing through Elijah's hair. On the other side, Blaze had his hand resting possessively on Elijah's thigh, his thumb tracing absent-minded circles on the fabric of his pants.
It felt perfect, almost too perfect—like a dream that Elijah never wanted to wake up from. Every now and then, Blaze would lean in to kiss his temple or Ethan would press his lips to Elijah's shoulder, little gestures that made his heart swell with warmth. The silence between them wasn't awkward, just comfortable, like they didn't need words to fill the space.
None of them could keep their hands to themselves. Even though they weren't doing anything particularly intimate, it was the constant, reassuring touches that grounded Elijah, reminding him that this was real. They were his, and he was theirs. And the thought of that made him feel safe, like he finally had something he could hold on to.
Blaze reached for the remote and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels lazily until he landed on some music performance. Elijah wasn't paying too much attention at first, too content basking in the warmth of being between them, but something about the energy on screen caught his eye.
It was a concert—a loud, vibrant one—and the name of the band flashed across the screen: Chaos Anthem.
Elijah's eyes lit up with interest as he watched the lead singer belt out lyrics with reckless abandon, the crowd below surging like a wave. The music was raw, intense, and it sent a thrill through him. He leaned forward slightly, his eyes glued to the screen.
Neither Ethan nor Blaze missed the way his focus sharpened, the way his body responded to the music. Blaze exchanged a knowing look with Ethan over Elijah's head, a silent conversation passing between them.
After a few minutes, Blaze nudged Elijah gently. "Hey," he said, his voice casual but laced with intent, "you like that band?"
Elijah blinked, tearing his eyes away from the screen to glance at Blaze. "Yeah, I guess," he said, smiling a little. "They're good. I've heard some of their stuff before."
Ethan's hand slid down to squeeze Elijah's shoulder, his tone easy. "You ever been to one of their concerts?"
Elijah shook his head, eyes drifting back to the TV. "No... I've never had the chance."
Blaze leaned in closer, his breath warm against Elijah's ear. "What if we got tickets?" he asked, a teasing edge to his voice. "Would you wanna go?"
Elijah's head snapped back to look at him, eyes widening in surprise. "Wait, are you serious?"
Ethan grinned, his fingers still playing with Elijah's hair. "Yeah, why not? If you're into it, we could go. It could be fun."
For a moment, Elijah didn't know what to say. The thought of going to a concert with both of them, experiencing that kind of energy together, sent a ripple of excitement through him. He had never been the type to make big plans, to go out and do things like that, but with them? It sounded perfect.
