Severus was rudely awoken by the harsh white beam of sunlight sneaking in through the slits of a badly closed curtain. Remus didn’t close the curtains properly, again . He was annoyed, but that wasn’t something that couldn’t be fixed with a simple wandless spell and one other thing that was keeping him from starting the day in a mood was the fact that he was still nicely cozy and cuddled between two delectably warm bodies. Judging by the sun, it should be early morning already and Severus would have gloated at being awake before the two mutts if he weren’t still so sleepy. And well, he can still gloat because the two mutts were still asleep.
Ugh, Morning people, disgusting.
He didn’t know what was wrong with him to not only have chosen one morning person, but two as his boyfriends, but it wasn’t like he was sane in the first place since he had decided to fall in love with the two very people that almost led to his death. Something most likely went disastrously wrong sometime in his 7th year when Lily dragged him to one of Potter’s morning practices and he got to get a glimpse of Black’s muscular forearms up close, and it was even worse when he got an eyeful of the Gryffindor’s gorgeous body when he hopped out of the shower. Allowing Lily to drag him into the locker room had been a terrible miscalculation on his part. It wasn’t like he'd never seen Sirius before. He had his fair share of stalking the marauders enough times to be called borderline creepy (it wasn’t like they didn’t do the same to him anyways), but it had always been at a distance, and he’s never given Sirius the satisfaction of having his attention again after 5th year. Not that the stupid mutt wasn’t good looking before, as much as Severus was loath to admit; it’s just that in a span of a year, Sirius somehow managed to glow up even more and if he wasn’t already pretty big before, Severus could describe him as monstrous. Yes, he is being a bit dramatic, but the ex-heir’s presence itself was enough to swallow Severus whole at the time.
Now, how Sirius managed to dig his way to his heart and why Severus had allowed it to happen was still something he has not figured out yet. Remus however was quite easy. It was very reasonable really; anyone would be daft to not fall for the brunet. Severus made sure to hide out in the library, making an effort to get up an hour earlier every Saturday to escape Lily’s endeavors at dragging him to Potter’s morning practice in an attempt to make them bond with each other. It was there where he found the lycanthrope sitting in his favorite corner.
Thinking back on all this, Severus surmised, it was all Lily’s fault. If she hadn’t introduced Severus to that horrible sight of Sirius’s gorgeous body and forced him to go to the library, thus leading to his encounter with Remus, Severus wouldn't be stuck with two morning birds, whom he did technically choose to spend the rest of his days with, but that’s beside the point. He’s going to have to write to Lil’s about that. Perhaps that was her plan all along. That scheming witch.
Severus rolled over onto his side, wriggling closer to Remus so he could smoosh his cheek against the man’s warm chest and throw his leg over Remus’s hip. Oh, his backside still ache’s deliciously from last night. Severus silently counted down from ten and somewhere right between the 5 second mark— ah, there it is. Sirius’s searching fingers made contact with Severus’s back and in no time at all, the mutt plastered himself to Severus once more, his arm hanging around Severus' waist securely. Sirius was quite a sticky lover, it doesn't matter where Severus was on the bed, the man always somehow finds it in himself to plaster himself to Severus, clinging to him like a barnacle. It wasn’t such a horrible thing, given he makes a wonderful heating pack during the winters and he’s always more inclined to snuggle up to Sirius anyways since Remus often overheats and kicks the sheets away, which half the time leaves Severus out in the freezing cold. The problem does come during the summers though, when Severus wants nothing to do with those two and the least physical contact possible. Poor Remus has to suffer in the middle for the duration of the three months, but Severus usually allows him back in his spot if he’s in a good mood.
Now that Severus was wonderfully squashed between the men of his dreams, he slowly fell back into a peaceful slumber with the soft rumbling snores that belonged to Sirius and the slow rise and fall of Remus’s chest. It was all too great. Severus never gets many chances to sleep in with them. More often than not, he would wake up to an empty bed, deprived of the warmth he deserved. They did take great care in making sure he was all tucked in and snuggled up like a burrito by the time they left the bed, but Severus would really rather have warm bodies around him than a blanket and the ugly lion plush they got him for his birthday.
He had barely gotten an hour of sleep in when Remus began to stir. Severus could sense the telltale signs of him waking up by the little groan he always made and the stretched that followed. He frowned and sleepily nuzzled closer to the lycanthrope.
“Good morning, love.” Remus pressed a kiss to his temple with a murmur.
Severus grumbled, hooking Remus in further with his leg without bothering to open his eyes. “Go back to sleep.”
“Sev, darling. You kept us up all night long. We’ve long overslept.” Remus chuckled softly, exasperated.
“Well yes, that was the intention.” Severus huffed flatly. He sluggishly blinked his eyes open just so he could glare at Remus to let him know that getting out of bed is not an option.
Severus had spent the whole evening luring them from bed with freshly made popcorn, an arrangement of other snacks and a box of pastries from their favorite bakery. He had set up the living room elaborately, transfiguring their couch into a bouncy mattress coupled with about a dozen pillows and the softest blanket he could find in the house. The movie didn’t really matter much, since it wasn’t the main attraction anyways. Severus decided to wear the frilly off shoulder nightgown that Cissy had made him wear when he was forced to attend one of her secretive sleepovers that consisted of her, Bella, Andromeda, and for some reason Lucius. The only thing that made Severus feel any better about attending those sleepovers was that Lucius had to wear the exact same nightgown he was forced to wear. It always gave him a kick when he saw the tall boy in such silly attire.
He made the mistake of not throwing that monstrosity away when he moved in with the two mutts. In all fairness, he had planned to get rid of the nightgown when Cissy graduated. Although the sleepovers lessened when Lucius and the two sisters graduated, Severus kept it just in case Cissy decided she was going to suddenly start up the tradition again. It had been shoved to the very bottom of his trunk, lost and forgotten. It was just his luck that Black happened to be a very nosy little shit and managed to find that wretched piece of fabric that Severus had even forgotten existed.
He had to finally concede after losing a bet with Sirius and reluctantly donned the nightgown again. He felt utterly ridiculous in it, yet for some reason that was what got the stupid mutt excited. It didn’t quite rank up to one of the best nights of his life, but Severus could confidently say it reached the top five with how Sirius thoroughly fucked him into oblivion. If he recalled correctly, he could barely get out of bed the next day and his legs were still wobbly the day after that. While the nightgown did do its trick on Sirius, it didn’t have quite the same effect on Remus. He was thankful that at least someone shared the same sentiment he had on the clothing. It was then that Severus surmised it must be a pureblood thing, or perhaps it was just a Black thing, seeing as Lucius did not find the frills any more charming than he did. Madness did run through the Noble house of Black after all.
The movie was abandoned before it could even get past the opening. Sirius already had him on his lap while they were waiting for Remus to finish showering. Needless to say, it was all very hard work that he had to pull off. While he was dying to go to bed after taking both of them at once, Severus was intent on making all three of them stay up late. However, it was somewhere between being snuggled up between Sirius and Remus, barely paying attention to the movie to Sirius getting up to make more popcorn when he lost his fight against sleep. Anyhow, he did a good job tiring out the two mutts given that they were still in the living room.
It’s only fair that he should be rewarded with waking up with his boyfriends snuggling him, but he definitely didn’t work hard enough because one of them is currently trying to escape.
“Remus Lupin.”
“Don’t be like that, love.” Remus lets out another light chuckle, his voice still husky with the remnants of sleep. When Severus opened his eyes again, Remus was looking at him with such adoration in his eyes that he had to look away.
Getting together with them had been…challenging at best. It was weird being their third and he constantly felt like he was interrupting something, like he wasn’t supposed to be there. It’s gotten better, but every so often, he feels so out of place. Living together had taken Sirius and Remus a whole three months of convincing, and yet Severus didn’t fully move in until two months later.
It was jarring receiving so much affection without strings attached. He didn’t believe it, because why would you put so much effort into someone without expecting anything in return? It’s been that way all his life, they shouldn’t be an exception. They hate it when he thinks that way though and get all upset with that pitying look in their eyes, so Severus keeps it to himself.
He doesn’t really know what they see in him, really. He was a pallid, lanky sack of bones throughout their years at Hogwarts, and he still is. Although he did grow into his body as he aged, his big, hooked nose didn’t go away. Less prominent as it may be than it was when he was in his teens, it was still noticeable on his face. A little crooked too from slipping on the icy pavement after getting rejected from his job interview that the employer didn’t bother to show until an hour in and then getting robbed by some hooligans right after. He was too angry to watch where he was going, which ultimately led to his downfall. The only good thing that came out of that day was that he managed to extort a free meal out of Remus. Severus wasn’t a big fan of living off of the charity of others, but after having just been robbed in broad daylight, he didn’t mind taking advantage. Plus, it’s technically not charity, it’s exploiting. Emphasis on the exploiting part. Not his fault Remus was too soft hearted and dumb to let him whatever he wanted on the menu.
“Come on, Sevvy, I gotta get up.”
And there he was trying to escape again. Severus was not going to let that happen when he worked so hard last night. “No, you are to stay in bed.”
“But we’ll need to eat, love. And what about your morning tea?” Remus coaxed like he would with a child. Severus was having none of it, he only latched onto Remus tighter. “Sweetheart, please …”
He thought Remus had finally given up on leaving when the man started smothering his face in kisses, running his palms placatingly along his back and hips. But when Severus relaxed into the gentle affections and leaned his face up for that final kiss on the lips, Remus took the chance to climb over Sirius and him to sprint to the kitchen.
“Get back here, you arse!”
“Siri will keep you company, won’t you Pads?” Remus called back from the kitchen.
Sirius made a grunting sound behind him and Severus could only sigh with defeat. He turned until he faced Sirius and buried his face into the man’s chest. At least he was able to keep this one in bed.