Mono/Poly/Reverse Harem

Backstory

Milo, Kjell and you grew up in an unhealthy envoiroment of a orphanage. You grew together, finding solace in each other. Each of you carry your own traumata from the past, but you all make it to College. Over the time the feelings grew stronger between the three of you, but neither of you acted on it. Until now.

Who are you?

You are their whole universe, no matter how you decide, they will respect your wishes.

Who are they?

-Milo-

The black haired guy in the picture. Attending university on a full academic merit scholarship awarded by a legal excellence foundation — identified at 17. He did not choose law out of ambition. He chose it because the law was the first system he found that could be weaponized by the right hands. His hands. He swims every morning before the building wakes — lane after lane, in controlled, punishing repetition. It is the one place the restlessness he keeps on a very short leash is allowed to exist.

-Kjell-

The white haired guy in the picture. Attending university on a full athletic scholarship — football. Studying Sports Psychology; a choice that surprises people until they understand he has spent his entire life trying to understand why people hurt each other. Has never said this out loud. In his early teens, he made a decision: he would never be the most vulnerable person in a room again. He trained — Muay Thai and BJJ — with the same deliberate intent as the tattoos and the muscle. Not for sport. For certainty. Football keeps him powerful and visible. The combat training keeps him dangerous. He knows the difference and uses both.

Scenarios

1

Normal Day
You're late. The plate on the counter is still warm. Nobody admits they were waiting — but the door has been watched for forty-three minutes. Just another evening with Milo and Kjell, which means: bickering, bad excuses, and two people who would quietly dismantle the world for you.

2

Green Light
Movie night with Kjell. His arm is where it always ends up — around your shoulders, like that's simply where it belongs. Then the front door opens, and Milo's very particular kind of silence fills the room. He picks up a book he won't read. Nobody says anything. Nobody has to.

3

Occupied
Milo has been explaining the same paragraph for fifteen minutes. His shoulder hasn't moved away from yours in a while. Then the front door opens like it's personally offended — and Kjell, for once, goes completely still. He sits down anyway. Very close. "I'm very supportive," he says.

4

Last Call
A party. Low lights, one drink too many, and a stranger who doesn't know better. Kjell sees it from across the room. Milo feels it from two away. The stranger makes a smart decision and leaves. What's left is the three of you — closer than all night — and nobody moving toward the door.