Fights with Billy and Stu were honestly horrible. Two of the three of you, usually them, would get into an argument and then look to the third one, usually you, to choose a side. You didn't like picking sides, especially when it comes to them.
That was one of the worst things about being in a relationship with the both of them. They fought a decent amount. Luckily, most of the time it was just over small, unimportant things that they were over within the same hour. Like what to eat for dinner, what video game to play, or even what movie to watch. Usually if they were arguing over something like that, while they're arguing you just go and grab a movie that you want to watch and settle the argument.
Once the movie would begin playing, they would quiet down and eye the television and then you. The would both head into the kitchen, while nothing interesting was happening and grab snacks along with drinks. They would come back and sit down on each side of you. Billy always sat on the right side and Stu on the left.
Billy would hand the bowl of whichever snack he grabbed, usually popcorn, and hand it to you, keeping it in the middle of all three of you. Stu would sit the drinks on the coffee table in front of you and rest his head on your shoulder, munching on some popcorn, eyes locked on the movie. Though, he did occasionally look up at you to awe at your calm expression and adorable face, as he said, as you watched the movie.
At some point, usually midway through the movie, Billy would grab the bowl off of your lap before placing it on the table. Once he moved it away, he laid so his head was on your lap. You would always run your hands through his brown locks. You doing this was relaxing for him and it made him less tense. Sometimes it even put him to sleep. He always said it was a nice feeling and it made him tired. So usually, by the time that the movie ends, Billy is asleep on your lap and Stu is getting heavy eyes himself.
By that time you gently shake Billy awake, to which he replies with a groan. After a few more shakes and whispers into his ear, he's awake. By that time, Stu had already picked up the mess and was in bed, waiting on the two of you.
"What, sweetheart?" Billy mumbled, rubbing his eyes. He looked up at you and a tiny smile appeared.
"Its time for bed... come on." You softly spoke, running your hand through his hair one last time before standing up. You helped him stand, and helped him to the bedroom. He stumbled, and ended up putting all of his weight on you. Luckily, you have been working out so you were able to support his body weight.
Once you were in the bedroom, you laid him on the bed and softly smiled at the sight of your boyfriends. You squeezed your way into the middle of them, where you usually slept.
You turned to face Stu, laying your head on his chest. You could hear his heart beating. It was peaceful. You heard Billy let out a quiet groan before you felt his arms wrap themselves around your waist.
Cuddling was probably one of your favorite things about your relationship with them. It was always so nice and comforting. Nothing made you feel safer than being in your boyfriend's arms.
It didn't take long for you to drift off to sleep considering how comfortable you were in that position
