#looooooook I just really love the three of them very much okay

[mxanigel]

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I again apologize for posting content from a fandom hardly any of y'all know, but this is where my writing energy is going as of late. For context, this snippet is from early in the official development of a none-of-them-expected-it OT3 between Shion and Levi and Hange. Here, Hange (they/them) has taken Shion (she/her) on a surprise picnic date because they love her but also to talk through some things. Plus, Shion is aspec and has struggled with that in every romantic relationship she's had.

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A genuine smile blossoms across Shion’s face, one she can’t hold back, one she doesn’t wish to. “I like it when you’re playful.”

“Oh yeah?” Hange brushes their lips against her cheek. “Why is that?”

“It’s fun. You seem happy. And I enjoy having fun, being happy with you.”

Their mouth moves to her neck. “What else do you like from me?”

A mixture of anticipation and nervousness tingles down Shion’s spine. “Uh, being close like this. Hugs are good. I really like snuggling, too.”

“Hmmmm.” Hange pulls away. Lines now crease their forehead. “How do you feel about sex?”

She inhales to smother her fear of being honest. “The two people I love seem to enjoy it… so I—”

“Do you have sex to make others— to make us happy?”

“It’s not like it doesn’t make me happy. But. Um. I don’t desire it. Usually.”

Hange’s head tilts, their frown fading. “Usually? So you have wanted sex before?”

“I think so. I’m not sure.” Shion rubs her face. “I’m not making any sense, am I?”

“Tell me about a time you think you wanted it.” They grasp both of her hands. “Please.”

“O-Okay.” She digs deep into her memories. “A few months after I moved in with Rena, I brought home my ODM gear because I was desperate to figure out why a valve wasn’t working. She came up behind me while I was tinkering and slipped her arms around my shoulders, teasing me about working late, about taking over the kitchen table with my crap. And then she started…” Her voice unexpectedly hitches. “She started asking questions about how everything worked, how I knew what to do while using it, randomly kissing my cheek or my neck while I was explaining. Then her hands started wandering all over me… and I wanted that touch to never stop, to become something more, something where I could show her how much I loved her, what it meant to me that she expressed such heartfelt interest in that part of my life.”

Hange blinks.

“Ah, sorry, that was a lot, wasn’t it—”

“No. I’m glad you shared that with me. You do light up when you talk about your interests. I never would’ve connected that to sex, though.”

She laughs sheepishly. “I wouldn’t have, either, if you hadn’t asked.”

Hange nibbles Shion’s neck. “When I want you, I should get you to babble about something that fascinates you, huh.”

“Hey, it’s not a guaranteed thing!” she protests, lightheartedly pushing them away.

Hange chuckles, bumping their shoulders together. “I know.”