The Haunted ships and one-shots!

Drake x Armen x Grayson

Somewhat suggestive. Not really.
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Third person point of view-

Armen noticed how close they sat together after they had set up camp for the night, huddled by the fire despite the fact that it was not that cold, a tad chilly at best. He noted the entwining of their fingers, the light in their eyes as they gazed to one another, the notion twisting his weak stomach.
He had just been resurrected hours ago, his very soul dragged out of the pits of h**l by his best friends, one of which he loved as more than a friend or a brother. Seeing him holding hands with the blonde filled him up with feelings that he had never felt before, but instantly hated. Jealousy.
Though, he tried hard to push it to the back of his mind, to drown out his feelings and try to enjoy life once more. For awhile, he succeeded with that task.

  "Hey, Armen?" The raven haired looked out to the hybrid, pulled away from his deep thoughts.

  "Hmm?" He put simply, not even opening his mouth in fear that he would stutter.

Drake's bright smile shined down on his, bright eyes filled with happiness and excitement. It made Armen feel warm inside. He felt loved and happy. No one else had made him feel this way.

His alluring deep voice spoke up once more. "Do you want to go take a walk? I'd love to tell you about everything!"

The emerald eyed pouted behind them. "What about me?"

Drake laughed, red and purple cheeks. "Don't worry, babe." Armen's brows crossed at the pet name. "I just want to...make up our lost time together. Is that alright?"

Grayson sighed and rolled his eyes. "Yeah. I understand. Just don't be gone for long. The monsters are going to come out soon and I don't want you two getting hurt."

Drake smiled, leaning down with puckered purplish-pink lips. A grin spread in the ex-commanders expression as well, leaning into allow his lips to crash into Drake's. Armen let out a soft growl, his face burning up with a tight pressure in his chest. Drake and Grayson held their passionate kiss for a few moments before breaking away with soft gasps.
Grayson laughed it off as Drake spun around to head off with Armen on their relaxing walk. He desperately wanted to join them, but as long as they were happy, then he was fine with it.
For a few minutes, the human and the hybrid wandered down the trail, talking with each other. Drake told of the stories of him and Grayson and Mia trying to hatch the dragon egg and safe him, telling him of their separation then he and Grayson's journey to the underworld to bring him back to life.
Armen's eyes teared up, unable to imagine what they must have gone through just for him. He could see tears in Drake's eyes as well.

  "I missed you so much, Armen." Drake gasped, on the verge of full out crying. "I just wish that..." he closed his eyes and sighed.

Armen rubbed his arm. "What?"

Drake shook his head before clearing his throat, refusing to look the shorter male in the eyes. "Nothing...I'm just glad to have you back!" He giggled.

Armen smiled, looking to the ground with flushed cheeks. He loved that smooth voice and that giggle that was rarely ever heard. He wished that he could hear it more, like an angels song. The thoughts of him and Grayson sharing a kiss rose up within his thoughts once more, unconsciously twisting his face to an uncomfortable expression. His fist clenched, upper teeth biting into his lower lip.