poly relationship in hell (heaven) :(((
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I held onto Ben's hand, strolling down the streets of a quiet town we lived in after the whole death thing. He was giggling and telling me about everything I'd missed. I smiled as we ambled on. It was dark and peaceful, breeze making the trees sway in pleasure.
"Hey, guys!" I heard Taylor shout, panting as they ran up and latched onto my other hand. Ben sighed as they kissed my cheek, giving my hand a squeeze. "Hey, babe."
"Hi," I grinned at them. "How're they doing?"
"Kaitlyn's taking her turn babysitting Evan,"
Ben chuckled loudly, "What's he gonna do, kill her?" Taylor and I eyed him. "Hey, I was the first one to get killed, dude."
"Um, anyways," I changed the subject. "How's he?"
"Tiring," Taylor rolled their eyes. "Y'know, you'd think he'd go to hell after all that shit."
Ben cackled.
"Ben, I'm serious," Taylor leaned forward as they walked, looking Ben in the eye.
"...Sorry," He mumbled in response. "I don't know how to contribute to this conversation. You guys got to bond n' stuff while I was dead and calling Evan a whore."
"Just... Be considerate. We all went through something traumatic. Lucas, mostly."
"You guys died because of me," I elbowed Taylor playfully. "I think you had it worse."
"You lived with him and watched him unravel in front of you!" Taylor exclaimed, "That's pretty bad."
"Wait, so you guys got to watch me after you.. Passed?" I asked.
"Yeah, there was this, like, projector thing in the house and we got to basically watch through your perspective. It was wack," Ben informed me.
"Damn, wish I died sooner," I joked, "That sounds fun."
"Hah," Taylor laughed.
"Hey, how come Lucas can make jokes, but I can't laugh?" Ben took his hand out of mine and crossed his arms.
"Lucas is God," Taylor reminded him.
"Um, okay, true, but I WANT TO LAUGH WHORE."
"Chill," I chuckled.
"Right," Taylor gasped, "So, I have a question for the both of you."
"What's up?" I glanced to Ben, then to Taylor.
"So I've been thinking," Taylor blushed, "We all know that Ben has had a huge crush on Lucas since before high-school."
"Woah, woah, woah!" Ben pointed a finger to Taylor. "Who said that?"
"Context clues," Taylor shrugged, "Anyways,"
"Bruh," Ben mumbled.
"And Ben and I have been..." Taylor fiddled with their fingers. "Getting closer," They blushed. "So what if we... Um... Maybe... Had a um, poly relationship?"
"Wait," I shook my head, stopping myself from taking any further steps. "What evidence do you have that I want this?"
"Oh, please, Lucas. Don't act like you're not always holding his hand or looking at him with those heart eyes."
"They're right," Ben piped in.
"Shut up, Ben," I felt my face burn as I crossed my arms.
"I'm in," Ben sighed happily, taking one of my arms, interlocking our fingers and winking at Taylor.
"..." I hesitated. This would never work out, would it? You only die once. I shrugged. "Me too, I suppose."
Taylor smiled wider than I'd ever seen them smile before. "Great!" They kissed me softly, pulling away and kissing Ben as well. Ben squeaked awkwardly, face turning bright red as he wrapped his free arm around Taylor. He looked as if he was about to pass out.
"You good, Ben?" I asked, giggling at him. Taylor hugged him tightly as they pulled away.
Ben panted quietly, "I'm so good, man."
Taylor let go of him, returning to my side and grabbing my hand yet again. Ben looked at me carefully. "Can I kiss you?" He asked.
"I don't know, can you?" I smirked. He rolled his eyes, frowning. "I was an English teacher, what do you want from me?"
"A kiss."
"Fair."
Ben stepped towards me, free hand darting to my cheek, caressing it gently as he pressed his lips to mine. I took both of my arms and wrapped them around him, one hand going to his neck, the other to his hair. He pulled away momentarily, grinning at me.
"Good night, guys," He breathed, turning and walking back home dreamily.
"Night," Taylor and I echoed, exchanging happy looks and following him home.
