Paradise [poly BL] ✔︎

Fifteen) Lovesick With Sick Love 。

Quinn looked to Beryl, locking their pinkies together, "A past which led us to Paradise, and to each other," he sighed, a defeated look of his face.

Reviving his glasses, he ran his hand down his face, breaking our pinky chain, "Shit, I fucking hate this." Quinn cursed.

That's the first time I've heard him swear and everything about it seemed wrong. He was the calm and cheeky Quinn but now, now, he was lost in a trance of tragedy, one wrong more and he'll end up dead. His lips are like honey but he's dripping in sour memories.

"It's okay, Quinn, we can take our time." Beryl hushed, linking pinkies with him once again.

Quinn furrowed his brows, his eyes quickly glazing over, "We have too much time, Ry, too much of everything but ourselves." He laid down on the bed next me, his head buzzing my neck.

"We have too much of anything and everything but, we want too much of each other," Beryl soothed, laying next to me on the right, both body's smothering me in warmth. "Can we tell him?"

Quinn hummed in agreement, his hand wrapping round my waist, pulling me impossibly closer.

I should be the one reassuring both of them, not the other way round.

"My mother and father were very rich, money had bought their love and it's also what ended it. My father blew all their money on prostitutes. My mother and father spent days on days arguing about it however, one day things got out of hand. My father brutally killed my mother before my eyes and hung himself in the night. I was sent to live my aunt however, I found out that my father had been a worse man than he seemed. I found out about Paradise and whenever I told people, I would be deemed crazy.

"My aunt sent me to Beryls' therapy sessions where he had also found someone from Paradise." Quinn played with the golden ring on his finger, twirling it about like a dancing ballerina.

It was Beryls turn to talk, "I was harbouring a member of Paradise that was supposed to be dead. Paradise found out about this so they constantly tried to kill me and the man I had found. But, I had spent time working with large mafias and so I had constant protection around me.

"When Quinn was to my sessions, I didn't realise what would happen. We fell in love and Paradise found out about this. We both cared for the unconscious guard from Paradise and one day he woke up. He told us both everything with made it problematic for Paradise." With his brows furrowed together and his fists curled up into balls, he had a fiery look in his eyes.

"They burnt down my house with everyone inside. But I end back inside to find everyone, which was a mistake. Paradise had set it up as a trap, to get everyone out and lure me in. I was taken to Paradise and never saw Quinn or the guard again." Beryls face was shallow, his dark eyes staring straight at the roof. His eyes flickered to me, a small, sad smile gracing his lips.

Quinn reached over to grab his hand, both of their hands interconnected. Both of them interconnected in ways I will never understand. Nor do I need to understand.

"Now that Beryl was out the picture, the person that Paradise believed knew the most, they now only need to remove myself. No matter how many people I tried to convince I was deemed insane. My aunt was unwillingly forced to send me to an institute which was actually a collection place for Paradise. And, here I am now." Quinn let out a defeated sigh, his free hand tracing pattens on my stomach.

"Wow, that's...that's crazy." I looked Quinn in the eyes, his green eyes darker and swirling with hidden emotions.

"That's why I'm here," Quinn smiled, his hand moving to my cheek, "Good pun by the way, very punny."

Beryls hand dipped into the waistband of my shorts, a cheeky grin replacing his Grimm features. "What do you think of our relationship, Lou bug?" He questioned, dipping hand slightly lower.

Please no Tomato Luca. And how can they move on to a different topic so quickly? Horny bastards.

A blush crept up on my cheeks, my shoulders becoming tense with anticipation. "Well, Luca? Cat got your tongue?"Beryl questioned, his hand moving further up my shirt. "Maybe we should wait for you to answer, we don't want to do anything you don't want."

I hate them so much, but I love them so much too. I'll get my revenge.

"I don't know why but I'm infatuated by everyone, enough to the point that I love you all but I won't say it as I don't want to seem weird." I rushed out, saying it as fast as I can.

Their hands stopped moving, their eyes instantly turning towards me. "I love you too, Lou bug." Beryl rejoiced, instantly leaning in to press his lips against mine.

It felt like to world stopped moving for a moment. All I could feel was his lips against mine, the way his hands featured further into my shorts before pulling away.

I opened my eyes, two sets of eyes instructing me. I smiled at them both, a crazed grin like I had just been given candy.

Quinn leaned forward, pressing me further into the bed as he crawled on top of me. He leaned his forehead against mine, his breath dancing against my lips, "I will love you till the very end, and even then I won't stop loving you."

But before he could press his lips to mine, the door slammed open, an annoyed Zero staring straight at me.

"You better start explaining, Kiddo, in private."