It took me a while, I got sick.

As the first light of dawn seeped through the curtains of his expansive bedroom, Hikigaya Hachiman found himself seated on the edge of his bed, his expression a mix of annoyance and exhaustion. His eyes, heavy from lack of sleep, blinked slowly as he tried to make sense of the strange sounds and giggles emanating from the mound of blankets beside him.

With a heavy sigh, he grasped the edge of the covers and pulled them back in one swift motion. The dim light filtering through the windows revealed the tangled forms of two figures beneath the sheets, their silhouettes cast against the pale morning glow.

Entwined within the warmth of the blankets were Yukinoshita Yukino and Yuigahama Yui, their nude bodies pressed close together in an intimate embrace. Yukinoshita's hands cupped Yuigahama's breast, teasing her nipple every other moment. Hikigaya's tired eyes narrowed slightly as he took in the scene before him, his irritation bubbling beneath the surface. He just wanted to sleep.

Despite the exhaustion weighing heavily upon him, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of awe at the sight. Here he was, a successful businessman with myriad responsibilities waiting for him outside these walls, while his fiancée and their friend indulged in a carefree moment of intimacy. Their moans had woken him up.

With another weary exhale, Hikigaya ran a hand through his disheveled hair, his thoughts swirling with a mixture of resignation and irritation. He knew he couldn't fault them entirely—after all, they were entitled to their moments of happiness, weren't they? But still, the timing couldn't have been worse.

Hikigaya's words hung in the air, his voice tinged with a mixture of resignation and longing. He shifted slightly on the bed, his gaze fixed on Yukinoshita Yukino as he spoke.

"I know you two are happy being together," he began, his tone carefully measured, "but it's hard to sleep when my fiancée and our good friend are having sex right next to me."

Yukinoshita's expression softened, her eyes meeting his with a mixture of understanding and seduction. She reached out a hand, gently resting it on his T-shirt collar and pulling him toward them.

"I understand," she said sweetly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know it's not easy for you, Hikigaya. But please know that Yuigahama-san and I value your presence here with us. That's why we wouldn't mind if you wanted to join us. A threesome, perhaps."

Yukinoshita's teasing words hung in the air, eliciting a small, weary smile from Hikigaya as he glanced toward her. His tired eyes softened momentarily before returning to their usual stoic expression.

"If only I had the luxury," he replied dryly, his voice laced with a hint of sarcasm. "But unlike some people, I have work to attend to."

Yukinoshita's lips curled into a playful smirk as she tightened her embrace around Yuigahama, who nestled comfortably between them, her presence warm and comforting amidst the morning chill.

"Such dedication," Yukinoshita remarked, her tone tinged with amusement. "But you know, if you ever feel like joining us, the invitation is always open." Yukinoshita moves one of her hands, passing Yuigahama's hips. "I don't know if you want to use Yuigaham's ripe flower bud. Or You can keep using my tight bud." My hand reaches for Yui's labia, spreading it open.

Hikigaya's response was a noncommittal grunt, his attention momentarily drifting towards Yuigahama as she shifted slightly in embarrassment, her features softened by the faint light filtering through the windows.

Before he could reply, however, Yukino's hand tightened around Yuigahama's breast, and she let out a soft moan.

0000

As the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room, my voice broke the silence. My words were measured and deliberate as I began my inner monologue.

"Our relationship, Yuigahama's and mine, is complex," I started, my tone carrying the weight of introspection. "And when Hikigaya Hachiman entered the picture, it became a tangled web of chaos."

I paused, my thoughts drifting back to our high school days, to the time when our paths first crossed within the walls of Sobu High School.

"It all began officially in our second year," I continued, my voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia. "The three of us became clubmates, members of the Service Club, where we helped students with their requests."

My gaze lingered on Yuigahama-san sitting on the couch, my expression softening with a mix of fondness and regret.

"Yuigahama-san and I were best friends," I explained, my voice carrying a note of sadness. "But everything changed when we both fell in love with the same person – Hikigaya Hachiman."

A heavy silence settled over the room as I remembered those times, the weight of our shared history hanging in the air.

"At the end of our second year, Hikigaya-kun chose me," I continued my words carefully chosen. "I became his girlfriend and Yuigahama-san... she left the club, took a break of sorts."

My gaze shifted towards Hikigaya's picture, a flicker of emotion crossing my features as I recalled the tumultuous events of our third year.

"But when Yuigahama-san returned, our relationship had changed," I confessed, my voice tinged with regret. "In our third year, things were rocky, and Yuigahama-san... she tried to steal Hikigaya-kun from me. Hikigaya-kun was at fault too; he kept running away."

A pained expression flashed across my face as I spoke, memories of our conflicts and misunderstandings still fresh in my mind.

"We ended on bad terms as we graduated from high school," I admitted, my voice growing softer. "And during my first year at Tokyo University, we didn't speak."

My gaze softened as I looked towards Yuigahama-san, a mixture of determination and sadness in my eyes.

"But when I left for the UK to study for a year," I continued, my voice steady, "I informed Yuigahama-san that I was leaving the country to study and that she was free to go ahead and take Hikigaya-kun."

A small, sad smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I spoke, a sense of resignation in my words.

"But I warned her," I concluded, my voice firm. "Once I return, I'll win him over."

"My time in the UK was... eye-opening," I began, my voice soft yet tinged with a sense of unease. "I experienced new things, and made new friends, but I also encountered terror."

I paused, the memories of that fateful night resurfacing in my mind, casting a shadow over my thoughts.

"A wealthy bastard took an interest in me," I explained, my tone growing somber. "He spiked my drink, and though I was lucky to be with trusted people who rushed me to the hospital, I wasn't out of the clear. I learned that my lack of stamina is not the only part of my body that is lacking. My liver takes longer to filter out alcohol and drugs."

My gaze grew distant as I recounted the harrowing experience, the fear and uncertainty still palpable in my voice.

"The symptoms of the drugs caused me to have... sex with someone," I confessed, my words hesitant yet resolute. "I woke up next to Li Wei, a third-year Chinese student at the same university."

I took a deep breath, steeling myself as I continued.

"We... we hated each other," I admitted, my voice trembling with a mix of shame and regret. "But with the drug still in my system, I... I became intimate with her, Li Wei."

My admission hung heavy in the air, the weight of it settling like a stone in the silence that followed.

"It was... it was a trigger. For a change," I continued my voice barely above a whisper. "We became good friends, Li Wei and I, after that, but it also opened my eyes to... to my sexuality."

A flicker of uncertainty crossed my features as I spoke, a vulnerability in my confession that I had long kept hidden.

"There were... hints about it in the past," I admitted, my voice wavering with self-doubt. "And this... this caused me to question my relationship with Yuigahama-san."

"When I returned to Japan, I knew I had to fight to win Hikigaya-kun back," I confessed, my voice tinged with a sense of determination. "But this was during his popular phase, and I had to go against my sister, Haruno, and other women who vied for his affection. Even today, he still has many lovers."

My expression darkened momentarily as I spoke, the memory of those turbulent times still fresh in my mind. He does have a following.

"I was winning at that time," I continued, my voice growing softer. "But I didn't feel like a winner. And I knew why."

Taking a deep breath, I forged ahead, my resolve unwavering as I recounted the pivotal moment that would change everything.

"I returned to Chiba to confront Yuigahama-san, my former best friend and my love rival," I confessed, my voice trembling with emotion. "We got into a heated argument, and finally, I told her about my bad experience in the UK – that I had sex with another woman."

My admission hung heavy in the air, the weight of my confession a burden I had carried for far too long.

"I felt almost... right," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "And in that moment, I realized the truth – that I was in love with her. I love Yuigahama Yui."

A flicker of vulnerability crossed my features as I spoke, the raw honesty of my confession laying bare the depths of my heart.

"I wanted her to be my first time being with a woman," I confessed, my voice trembling with emotion. "But fate had a different plan."

A heavy silence settled over the room as my words lingered, the weight of my revelations hanging heavy in the air.

"I want Yuigahama-san to be mine," I admitted, my voice filled with longing. "I want her to return to being my best friend."

And with those final words, my heart lay bare, my desire for love and acceptance laid bare for all to see.

"Yuigahama-san and I... we became a couple," I admitted, my voice steady yet tinged with uncertainty. "I wanted to have an open relationship with Hikigaya-kun."

My gaze drifted towards Hikigaya's picture on my desk, a flicker of emotion crossing my features as I recalled the countless talks and arguments we had shared in the pursuit of understanding and compromise.

"Hikigaya-kun and I had many talks, many arguments," I confessed, my voice tinged with a sense of resignation. "But in the end, Yuigahama-san became my lover, as Hikigaya became my fiancé and future husband."

A heavy silence settled over the room as my words hung in the air, the weight of my choices casting a shadow over the moment.

"And Hikigaya-kun... he received many lovers too. I have to filter them out," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.

My confession lay bare the complexities of our relationships, the tangled web of love and desire that bound us together in ways we could never have imagined.

With those final words, my inner monologue came to an end, leaving the weight of my decisions and the uncertainty of the future hanging heavy in the air.

0000

I closed my laptop with a soft click, signaling the end of my video conference with my company. As I rose from my chair, the weight of my responsibilities seemed to lift from my shoulders, leaving me feeling strangely light and free.

Inside Hikigaya's mansion, the afternoon light cast a warm glow over the pristine white living room, illuminating the soft contours of the furniture and the delicate lace of Yuigahama's pink halter babydoll nightwear.

I couldn't help but admire Yuigahama's beauty as I stood there, a vision of warmth and affection amidst the elegant surroundings. The pink sleepwear complemented the purity of the room, creating a serene and harmonious atmosphere.

With a soft smile, I made my way towards Yuigahama-san, my steps light and purposeful. I lowered myself onto her lap, the warmth of her presence enveloping me in a sense of comfort and security.

Yuigahama's gentle touch caressed my head, her fingers tracing soothing patterns through my hair. "You did a good job in your work's video conference," she murmured, her voice filled with pride and admiration.

I leaned into Yuigahama's touch, a contented sigh escaping my lips. In this moment, surrounded by the soft embrace of my lover, I felt a sense of peace wash over me, the worries and stresses of the outside world melting away into the warmth of our embrace.

And so, we spent the morning together, wrapped in each other's arms, our love and affection binding us in a cocoon of warmth and happiness.

0000

As night settled around us, Hikigaya Hachiman emerged from the warmth of the bed with a soft groan, his muscles protesting the intimacy of our evening. Yuigahama-san and I, unwilling to let go of the cozy embrace just yet, urged him to return to the comfort of the bed. However, Hikigaya, feeling a twinge of restlessness, had other plans.

With a nod of acknowledgment, he reached for his Nintendo Switch from the nearby nightstand, eliciting raised eyebrows from us, the women beside him. Ignoring our protests, he settled back into the softness of the sheets, his attention already captured by the screen in front of him.

We exchanged amused glances before Yuigahama-san leaned over to give me a playful peck on the cheek. With a soft smile, she slipped out of bed, her movements graceful as she donned a robe and made her way back to her room to freshen up for the night.

Meanwhile, I sat up, my gaze lingering on Hikigaya as he became engrossed in his game. With a small chuckle, I crawled closer to him, my movements fluid as I wrapped my arms around his arm, seeking solace in his presence.

But just as my embrace began to deepen, a sudden cry of frustration erupted from Hikigaya as his game character met an untimely demise, resulting in a game over. I couldn't help but stifle a laugh at his reaction, the playful banter between us serving as a reminder of the warmth and intimacy we shared, even in the quiet moments before bed.

0000

As the night progressed, Hikigaya found himself reluctantly agreeing to give both Yuigahama-san and me a body massage before we settled in for bed. Grumbling about the inevitable soreness in his hands the next day, he reluctantly obliged, his fingers working their magic as he kneaded away the tension from our muscles.

"Ugh, my hands are going to be useless at work tomorrow," he muttered under his breath, his voice laced with mock complaint as he worked his way through the knots in their backs.

We, however, seemed unfazed by his protests, our contented sighs echoing in the quiet room as we melted under his skilled touch. With each passing moment, Hikigaya's complaints grew louder, his protests falling on deaf ears as we pulled him closer, eager for another round of sex.

"Seriously, can't you two give me a break?" he grumbled, his words punctuated by a playful pout as he begrudgingly obliged our request.

And so, amidst the laughter and teasing, the night drew to a close, the echoes of Hikigaya's complaints fading into the darkness as we surrendered to the warmth and comfort of each other's embrace.

"AHH!"

"mmHHA!"

Another echo filled the room.