Another Lewvithr drabble! This was actually a request from someone on Tumblr; they wanted OT3 cuddles and fluff. I was more than happy to deliver.

Scrit scrit…

They were staying in Lewis' mansion for the night. It wasn't uncommon for them to crash there every once in a while. The place was huge and it was way better than sleeping in the cramped van, that's for sure.

Scrit scrit…

It did take quite a bit of convincing to get Arthur to sleep in a haunted mansion the first time but eventually the man relented. Lewis had promised that the other ghosts wouldn't bother him (too much, sometimes it was hard to control the Deadbeats). And they had slept soundly each subsequent time.

Scrit scrit…

But right now it was hard to get any sleep with that damn noise…

Scrit scrit…

"Arthur, for god's sake!" Vivi sat up in bed and threw a pillow at the blonde haired mechanic. It hit him dead on in the back of the head and nearly caused him to faceplant onto the provided workbench.

"Geez! Vivi, watch where you're aiming!"

"I was aiming for you, doofus!" Lewis rolled his eyes at their bickering. He was lying next to Vivi on the bed, keeping to himself for now. Sure he didn't need to technically sleep, but Lewis did rest from time to time.

He could never pass up a chance to hold his two lovers close to him anyway.

But this night, Arthur had refused at first to come to bed. He had promised that he'd join then once he was finished with his work but that was hours ago. "It's three in the goddamn morning, Arthur," Vivi grumbled while rubbing her eyes. "Come to bed already."

"In a sec," Arthur replied, turning back to his project. "I just need to make a few more adjustments."

"You said that two hours ago," Lewis piped up this time.

"And I mean it this time!"

"You said that too." The ghost deadpanned and snapped his fingers. A trio of Deadbeats appeared behind him and with a happy chime, headed straight for Arthur. One of them scooped up the machine he was working on (some sort of detection device? Lewis had no idea what it was) while the other two scooped up Arthur himself by his arms.

Clearly they were enjoying themselves, as was a giggling Vivi. The Deadbeats were a lot stronger than they looked! "Wha– hey!" Arthur called out in a panic, his legs flailing uselessly under him. "Put me down! Lew, tell them to put me down!"

Oh he just said the magic words. Lewis grinned. "With pleasure." Once again he snapped his fingers, but instead of putting him back in his seat, the two Deadbeats cackled and flew Arthur over to the bed to drop him there.

Soon Arthur found himself pressed between his two very touchy best friends. "G-guys-!" But Vivi shut him up with a small kiss and practically flopped on top of him.

"Go to sleep, Arthur," she groaned, snuggling into his chest and falling back asleep almost instantly. The blonde felt himself blush, and it didn't help when Lewis wrapped his arms around the both of them.

"If she's cranky in the morning, I'm blaming you," the magenta ghost said with a teasing grin.

"Yeah, yeah…"

"And you're not allowed to complain that you're tired in the morning."

"I got it." Arthur crossed his arms in a pout, making Lewis raise an eyebrow.

"Do you…need help taking that off?" The ghost had only seen Arthur fall asleep with his prosthetic on once. He vowed to never let it happen again.

"What?" The mechanic looked down at his robotic arm. "Oh. No, I got it." Since he was being forced to sleep, he might as well take it off. The intricacies of Arthur's arm still fascinated Lewis. He had no idea how it worked but somehow Arthur could use it like a regular arm. He watched as the other undid a few latches and bit his lip…before practically ripping the arm off his stump's connector. "L-like a Band-Aid, y'know?"

Lewis frowned but didn't answer, instead taking the arm and resting it on the table next to the bed. When he looked back, Arthur was staring down lovingly at Vivi. It was a rare moment when Arthur actually looked at peace with himself.

"What are you thinking about?" Lewis couldn't help but ask, resting his chin on top of Arthur's head.

"Nothing really…just…thanks Lewis."

The ghost tilted his head in confusion. "For what?"

"F-for…y'know…"

"No, I don't know. That's why I asked."

"Er…n-never mind. It's stupid."

The frown deepened. Why did Arthur always clam up when actually talking about himself? It drove Lewis insane that his boyfriend really didn't…care about himself. His grip around Arthur tightened. "Tell me."

As if he didn't need any more reasons to blush. "N-no, Lew, it's fine. It's n-not important anyway. Don't worry abou-"

"Of course it's important." The ghost cut him off, hollowed eyes practically drilling into Arthur's own amber. "You have important things to say. So tell me. Why are you thanking me? You don't just thank someone for no reason."

The blonde fell silent but Lewis waited patiently until he was ready to talk. "For…just…this. All of this."

He was hoping for the other to elaborate. After waiting a few moments to get nothing, Lewis tried again. "Arthur, you're not answering-"

"Just the fact that you and Vivi even considered being with me after…after what I did…"

…Oh. Was that what this was all about? While it of course had taken some time to forgive Arthur, even after realizing it wasn't his fault, Lewis didn't regret being with them at all. Death…wasn't so bad when you could still spend it with the people you cared most about.

Just as Lewis was about to voice this to the mechanic, Arthur squeaked when he felt Vivi's arms tighten around him this time. "You're still going on about that?" She looked and sounded quite annoyed.

"V-Vivi…"

Lewis smiled sadly. "Sorry. Did we wake you?"

"It's impossible to sleep with the yapping you two are doing," the bluenette huffed in response before crawling into Arthur's lap. "Now you listen here, buster. We know it wasn't your fault. We know this, alright? So stop it. Stop blaming yourself. Lewis forgave you."

The ghost nodded. "Arthur, we love you. I know it…it was hard in the beginning but I came around." Leaning down, Lewis pressed a kiss to Arthur's cheek. "You need to do the same."

As hard as he tried not to, Arthur felt himself start to tear up. He always cried when talking about this…always. Even if it wasn't his fault, he was constantly amazed that the two of them had forgiven him. Maybe not easily in Lewis' case but all the same…

"Right!" Vivi piped up, suddenly much more awake than she had been five seconds ago. She grinned at Arthur, booping their noses together. "Now then, if you two aren't gonna sleep then whaddya say to doing something else then, hm?~"

The beat of silence that followed would have been almost comical if Arthur wasn't so embarrassed. "…What?"

"Great idea, Vivi," Lewis replied with a purr that made Arthur shudder. "We can tire him out that way."

"…What?"

"C'mere Artie!"

"WAUGH –VIVI! LEW, STOP HER!"

"Nope~"

"YOU GUYYYYYS!"

The good news was that Arthur did eventually fall asleep that night…after some persuasion.