“Truth or Dare?"
Harry really didn’t know how they ended up here, the three of them sitting on the floor in their shared apartment with pizza boxes and spiked drinks around them. He definitely didn’t know how they ended up playing truth or dare. Regardless, he was here, with Harley in front of him, asking him to pick.
"Dare.” Harry had an easy expression as Peter scooted in, excited.
“Kiss one of us.” Harley leaned back, a smirk on his face.
Well that was an issue. Harry had been harboring a crush on both boys for a while now and had been avoiding making a decision. Looks like he was being forced to make one now.
Or was he?
He had always been an act first, think later type of person, and the pleasant buzz in his head was doing nothing good for his impulse control. Before he could change his mind, he tugged Peter closer, pulling him into a deep kiss. The moment they came apart, he turned to Harley, practically sitting himself in Harley’s lap as he pulled the taller blond into an equally intense kiss.
When they pulled apart, Harry was met with equally confused expressions from both boys. He shifted out of Harley’s lap and grinned. “Never said I couldn’t kiss both of you.”
Peter’s cheeks flushed as he looked down at the ground, avoiding either boy’s eyes. Harley on the other hand, was slowly starting to realize what was going on. “Hey pretty boy, do you have a crush on both of us?”
Harry froze for a quick second before settling back into his normal fake nonchalance. “Maybe I do.”
Peter looked back up at him at that. Harley ignored the sudden motion. “Well that gets real lucky for us, since I happen to like both of you too.”
Peter’s eyes darted between Harley and Harry as both boys turned to face him, a question in their eyes. “So would all three of us be in a relationship… together?”
Harley nodded and Harry really couldn’t believe this was happening to him. It was probably just an alcohol-fueled hallucination. Was that even possible?
His suspicions of hallucinations were only confirmed when Peter hesitantly nodded his head. “Sure.”
Harry couldn’t quite remember what happened next, but when he woke up in the morning, pressed in between Harley and Peter on his absurdly large bed, he didn’t quite mind what happened, as long as it led him here.