Connor x Miguel x Evan

Miguels pov

         Miguel woke up in the middle of the night, needing to pee. When he tried to move, he found one small problem. Both Evan and Connor were laying on him, and moving was right next to impossible.  Breathing was harder, but that was besides the point. Miguel didn't want to wake either of them. Connor would get grumpy and glare, and the confused stare a sleepy Evan would give him, paired with grabby hands as he tried to coax Miguel back to bed would simply be too much for his heart to handle. But then again. He really needed to pee. Maybe if he...?
    Miguel slowly began to pull away, inching towards the headboard, sitting up as he did so. He carefully crawled over Evan, breathing a sigh of relief when his feet touched the floor. He stood up, beginning to head for the bathroom when the creak of the bed and a hand closing tightly over his wrist stopped him in his tracks.
    Turning around, a pair of sky blue eyes stared tiredly at him as he tugged gently with one hand while the other flexed, grabbing for him. A quiet whine filled the air.
     "Migueeeeeel, come baaaaaack," Evan whispered, pulling on his arm again.
      "Shhh, I'm just going to the bathroom, then I'll come right back, okay?" Miguel inched closer, pressing a soft kiss to Evans forehead, before pulling away. Evan whimpered softly, but released his death grip on Miguel's arm.
Miguel went to the bathroom to do his business, noticing how cold the room was. When he was done, he washed his hands and hurried back into the room.
      Evan was watching  him. He moved closer, carefully crawling over him and into the center of the bed. Connor pressed closer, his arm settling back over his waist as he pulled him closer again. Evan curled into his side, his eyes sliding shut again.
      "I love you, Miguel," Evan whispered.
      "I love you too, Evan," Miguel whispers back.
       Connor groaned. "Be quiet, I'm trying to sleep."
     Evan laughed quietly, reaching across Miguel to squeeze Connors shoulder, whispering that he loved Connor too. He grumbled, but mumbled that he loved Evan too. He said it so grudgingly that Miguel had to laugh, turning his head and pressing a soft kiss to his head.
     "I love you, Connor,"
     "I love you too. Now shut up and let me sleep, dammit,"
      Miguel smiled, listening to the crickets chirping outside as his heart filled with love for his two boys. He pressed a kiss to both of their foreheads, before closing his eyes and letting himself be soothed to sleep.

Authors note: hope you enjoyed. Let me know what you think! I might post again soon. Anyways, have a good day, and may the world treat you well.