Prompt for Anon on tumblr; BoneZone (Ashley/Chris/Josh) Morning routine, including someone being angry at the lack of hot water in the shower and someone else burning the bacon.

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Pairing(s): Ashley/Chris/Josh (The Bone Zone), Matt/Mike (M^2), Emily/Jessica (Looking out for my girl), Past!Mentioned!Hannah/Sam (BFFs)

Additional Tag(s): Three-way pairing, M/F/M, Ashley Prescott, Chris Davis, Josh Washington, Living Together, Sharing, Burned Breakfast, Naked Shenanigans, No Hot Water *le gasp*, Pairings happening here, Everyone is gay (Sorta), Polyamorous relationships, Angst?, Fluff, Proposals!

Morning Routines-

"You HAVE to be kidding me!" I heard from the bathroom, already knowing this morning was not going to be a good one. I took one of the many pillows laying around my bed and covered my head, trying to muffle the sounds of boys rushing around the house bitching. "How are we out of hot water!" Josh yelled from the bathroom, stomping out of the bathroom in only a towel, I rolled over and laughed.

"You don't need hot water. Lookin' hot already babe." I joked, adding a wink at the end of it, watching him as he went between looking confused then flustered then back to normal and rolling his eyes at me, obviously already done with my shit which I couldn't help but laugh gently about.

"Haha Ash. Why don't you get up and see why I can smell burning food. . ." Josh said and I just whined, rolling around sleepily, "Wait. . . .is Chris cooking? He can't cook worth shit." I sat up instantly. We both shared a look, green eyes going wide and we ran downstairs, Josh lost his towel about halfway there and wasn't ashamed enough to even cover himself up once we showed up in the kitchen. I wasn't dressed much better if course, I was only wearing Chris' boxers. . . and well, that's about it. Once we both managed to get the kitchen without laughing our asses off at how ridiculous we looked, our lips curled up in disgust at the smell of the burning bacon and watched as Chris ran around the room, trying to figure out how to stop the fire. Josh groaned and face palmed as I ran to grab the lid and covered up the pan, muffling the fire then turning off that burner. I turned to scold Chris for even attempting to cook when he knows that he can't cook. Chris and Josh were both staring at me in amazement and they rushed over, picking me up, I squealed in shock though I will never admit to such a thing. Never ever.

"You saved us oh Queen Ashley!" Chris yelled dramatically.

"We are forever in your debt my Queen!" Josh joined in, they both were fake sobbing uncontrollably, I just yawned and tried to keep a smile at bay, not wanting them to know how much I was actually enjoying this, "Here, let ME cook breakfast Ashley, Chris! Take our beauty to her bedroom and dress her!"

"Yes sir!" Chris gave Josh a quick kiss then picked me up like a sack of potatoes and ran back to our room, I was laughing the whole way then fake pouted once he sat me on the bed, he tilted his head at me, much like a pup would and I held in pointing that out to him.

"No kiss for your queen?" I asked, incredulous and Chris just grinned, kissing me deeply then pulling a shirt over my head once he broke it off, ew. This shirt was dirty. He just had to grab the first thing he saw off the floor didn't he? Huh, oh well.

"Such nakedness is not tolerated in this household missy!"

"B-But Chris! Josh is downstairs FULLY naked while cooking for us."

"That's exactly why. You can only be fully naked while cooking or during 'play time'. New rule. I just made it, no way to break the system either, none not so ever, get use to it." Chris smirked smugly and I sighed, flopping back down onto the bed.

"Let me sleeppp"

"Nooo. We must eat then do. . ." He shudders, "Errands." I scoffed and got up off of the bed reluctantly and pulled on some jeans, Chris left the room as I brushed my hair and decided to braid it today, why not? Today felt like a braid day. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and tilted my head and squinting my eyes.

Make up or nah? Hmm. . . Make up sounds like a lot of work and my hands hurt from typing so much last night while working on my story. I shook my head and put a bra on before finding a shirt that wasn't covered in nacho stains and ran downstairs to find Josh in a 'Kiss the Cook' apron, still naked underneath of course and Chris sitting on the island in the middle of the kitchen, looking relaxed as ever. Josh was, as always, giving Chris a show as he cooked our food, Chris not looking ashamed at all as he just stared, knowing that ass was his.

Looking over the two dorks I knew that I made the right choice allowing them to love one another along with myself. . . It was no secret that Chris had a crush on me and I had one on him, hell, I didn't hide it all that well, but when Josh came up to me one day and told me he loved Chris and Chris had told him that he loved him as well, I knew that I would have let them be together in hopes of keeping their happiness and I didn't want to be some home wrecking whore, but when Josh said he also loved me I almost didn't believe him, no way could Josh Fucking Washington love a nobody like me. I always found Josh attractive and always had a crush on him that wouldn't go away like an annoying tic, I still had a crush on Chris of course, I loved Chris, and I grew to love and adore Josh as well, even with his medication, his breakdowns and needing rides to his therapy appointments, I took over the job of making sure he took his meds and went to his sessions and he seemed grateful about that. Both Chris and I dote over Josh and make sure he stays healthy and content. Josh did the same to us and becomes like a mother hen if one of us falls ill, it's quite amusing to see actually, he runs around the entire house to set the temperature, make us soup or any food we are craving and asks absolutely nothing in return.

It surprises me how well Josh had done ever since his sisters had died after that stupid prank that I actually helped with. We got two girls killed and yet the boy who should hate me loves me and I feel so grateful about that. Samantha doesn't talk to any of us anymore, well, sometimes she'd text me or Josh, never anyone else, too depressed about her Best Friend dying. No one knew it but me but Sam had a crush on Hannah and actually planned on asking her out that night, of course it was ruined by the prank and I knew I shouldn't have gone along with Jessica and Emily, those two were always trouble, but I just wanted them to like me and the only way I thought to do it was join in on their bad ideas. It was a huge mistake that I regret every day of my life and I wish I could go back in time and change it. . . .

But if it had never happened then who knows where we would be right now, Matt and Mike might not have gotten together like they are now, THAT surprised everyone. Once the prank was finished Mike just broke up with Emily for no real reason then a few months later Jessica found the two males not so discreetly making out in the college library, making Emily pissed because as she told me, "Matt is really cute. Do you think he's be a good boyfriend? Of course he would, have you SEEN those lips of his?". After she got over the fact they were together she got with Jessica during a drunken night out with the girls, I watched the entire thing happen, too drunk to really care what I was seeing and wasn't surprised when both of the girls ended up dating after, not once regretting that night and actually smiling about it. I wouldn't be here with Josh and Chris. . . . and that. . . that scares me.

After being with Chris and Josh of them for so long now I can't see myself with just one of them either. One without the other just feels. . .empty? I mean, I love both of them equally it's just I love them both so much that if one of them were to just leave I wouldn't know what to do with myself. It's strange how it works really. When I explained it to them one day they agreed with me, none of us being able to describe exactly how it is no matter how hard we tried. It's almost like ripping away some part of yourself and just hoping that it would heal but when it does eventually it's an ugly disgusting scar that you try to hide from the world and know that nothing could ever get rid of it. . .

"Ash? I think you're thinking too hard again babe." Josh said, waving a spatula in front of my face, making me snap out of my train of thought and smiling when he handed me a plate of eggs and bacon.

"Oh! Sorry Joshy Washy- I over think things too much, you know this." he gave me a knowing look and smiled. "Thank you so much! This looks much better than. . .whatever Chris was trying to do." I heard Chris object from the island and just giggled, sitting down and looking at both of the boys, humming in thought. "You guys wanna get married?" They stopped talking and looked over at me, eyes wide. "I gotta pick up the rings later butttt. . .yeah. Not exactly how I wanted to do this but this jut feels. . .right." Both of them just grinned and nodded.

"Yes" They said in unison and both got up, covering me in kisses as I giggled, kissing them both back.

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~ CyanoticNightmare