It had started out in the way that things tend to do: strangely and random.
Kiku had never expected to meet the two men that he had that seemed so at odds against each other as they never appeared to be able to get fully along without harsh teasing or jumping at each other's throats.
Alfred though had told Kiku that he loved the Japanese man enough to handle whatever Kiku wanted as in if Kiku liked Arthur, too, Alfred could share no matter how difficult that could be.
Arthur had agreed surprisingly, and Kiku though scared and nervous over how anyone would feel about the three of them knew of his own feelings and had heard what the two had said to him.
Now, things definitely did not appear normal at all whenever they went out together, just the three of them.
Arthur was the sort to hold open doors for Kiku yet shut the door on Alfred as well as to pull out Kiku's chair; he's definitely a gentleman.
Alfred though was usually the one with the really sweet though sort of dorky, romantic sayings that he spoke just to Kiku as Arthur struggled vastly with being able to speak such 'gushy' thoughts aloud.
Kiku felt pampered by his two men and relaxed against them as for once, everyone was quiet, savoring the gentle breeze and sweet air.
He could feel content among the remnants of their picnic, where things had quickly changed into a cuddle fest.