TW- blood and mild torture cause I can't stop myself

Iskall POV-

"Are you all ready for MOVIE NIGHT!" Grian shoots into my IBBB from above as I nearly jump out of my skin and I hear Mumbo make an audible yelp. Grian spirals dizzyingly down the trunk of my omega tree (of doom) before pulling up at the last second to land lightly on his feet. I can't help but admire his skills with the elytra, it was almost like he had been flying for his whole life.

"Oh, come on guys! Don't look so shook. We haven't even started the movie," Grian is smirking as he lifts up the movie he is holding in his hand. I grin in delight as Mumbo visibly starts to shake.

"Seriously? I hate horror movies."

Grian glances at Mumbo and back to me, "Well, I've never seen it. I borrowed it from Cub."

This is going to be good. Grian is terrible with horror movies and well, Mumbo is Mumbo. I don't find horror movies all that exciting but it gives me an excuse to cuddle up to my two Architech partners when they freak out. I move away from Mumbo and Grian as they bicker about the movie and begin setting up the screen and projector.

Finally getting fed up by the redstoner and builder I turn to them, placing my hands on my hips, "Cut it out guys. We'll watch it. Mumbo can you go grab the popcorn," I gesture him towards a table I had placed some snacks on. As he scurried away, I took the DVD from Grian and the home screen plays.

I turn around to see Mumbo walking back towards us and Grian, um, Grian is literally in just his boxers and a tight white tee-shirt. I feel my face heat up slightly at his toned body and he catches me looking. He grins excitedly and pulls out his Guinea Pig Onesie out of his inventory and slips into it. "How do I look Iskall?" Grian says sticking his tongue out after. I can only laugh and watch as he grabs the popcorn from Mumbo, who is also flush.

Grian flops onto the couch I had laid out, "are you two coming?"

-Time Skip-

I'm sitting watching the credits roll up the screen. Mumbo had buried his head in my shoulder about half way through and never moved. I had my arm around his back, gently rubbing his far arm enjoying the closeness. Grian had, within about 10 minutes, turned away from the screen crying. When I'd suggested we turn off the show, he was adamant we not ruin movie night. Within 20 minutes Grian had tucked himself into my lap, his forehead lying on my leg as he whimpered towards the couch.

Now, at the end of the movie, he was fully passed out on the couch, breathing softly into my stomach area. It was a strange position to see him as he was so controlling. He looked so, wounded. I left him there, carefully running my free hand through his hair as I shove Mumbo off my other arm. When he hesitated, I turn my face to him, "Mumbo dude, the movies over and my arm's going numb."

He sighs, and sits back on the cushion he had originally claimed before joining me on my seat. He picks up the bowl of popcorn he had discarded early and begins munching on it, his eye slowly glazing over from exhaustion. I slip my communicator form my pocket and glance at the time: 1am.

"Iskall?"

I glance back towards the moustached hermit as I rest the hand I was petting Grian with on Grian's shoulder.

"I really need to tell you something." Mumbo's speech was slightly slurred from sleep and I could tell her was approaching the loopy stage of the night.

"Go on," I prompt quietly.

"I just feel so safe around you and I wanted to tell you that I love you." My stomach did a flip at Mumbo's words, nerves shooting through my body. But the next thing he says shook me to the core, "but I love Grian just as much. Iskall what am I supposed to do?"

I feel my face heat up as I become more acutely aware of Grian's position on my lap and Mumbo's sad eyes. He was still shovelling popcorn into his mouth. Mumbo loves me. Sure, he told me while not 100% straight in the head, loopy exhaustion can have some crazy effects on the brain, but I could feel the sincerity in his words. It made me want to scream in delight but I was in his same dilemma. I love both of my Architech partners. How was I supposed to choose between them? I wouldn't be completely happy just with Mumbo. I glance back at Grian, and slip my hand down his back to gently rub it.

I glance back at the other Architech. Mumbo has begun to cry, the tears dripping off his chin into his bowl, "so-sorry Iskall. I shouldn't h-have said anything. J-just forget it." His voice was pitched higher, has he hiccupped with sobs. I went to reach out to him, but he sunk away from my hand.

I need to say something. Anything. But I don't know what to say. I guess I could start with those three words Mumbo told me already. I inhale and open my mouth but before the first sound escapes my lips I feel Grian shift in my lap and a scream rips from his throat. Mumbo jumps and his bowl of popcorn falls from his lap, the kernels spraying across my floor. He rushes back over the couch to me, worry evident in his tear-filled eyes.

"Iskall, what is going on." Mumbo's voice breaks as he watches Grian who had begun thrashing around my lap. My hand around his back wrapped all the way around him, preventing him from falling off my lap and onto the floor.

This movement just seems to increase Grian's panic. I can tell he's still mostly asleep but his eyes flutter open occasionally. Mumbo is kneeling on the couch, gently cradling Grian's head until Grian's eye burst opening. He continues twisting, screaming in complete terror. I glance at Mumbo as I hold onto Grian's back. He's muttering to Grian but the panicked hermit doesn't appear to hear anything.

Grian POV-

I hate horror movies, they bring back so many memories, but I'm enjoying being so close to Iskall. He's so safe and warm and I soon find myself falling asleep, the sounds of the horror movie fading into the subconscious.

The blackness is comforting but I soon feel something rubbing my head, running through my hair. I open my eyes to see Sam gently running his fingers through my hair, his face right in mine. "Hey blondie..." My heart rate picks up from those two words as take in the rest of the area. We were in a hallway of the watcher castle. I was sitting on the floor with Sam straddling me. He leans his head to the side and studies me.

"Don't worry blondie. We are going to do something different from usual. I hear you had something very special in your back." I feel his hand slip from my head and rest on my shoulder.

"I- I don't know wh-what you're talking a-about." My voice breaks as I try to appear strong.

Sam just leans his weight into my shoulder, "We both know that you're terrible at lying."

I don't even have time to scream before Sam roughly pulls me from the wall and onto the floor. I can feel his hand move from my shoulder to my back as I try to buck him off. It's no use, his always been stronger. I resign myself to lying on the cold bedrock floor as I hear the telltale sound of a blade being unsheathed. Tears are streaming down my face as I feel Sam sit completely on my lower back, "let's see if it's true Gree-on. Are you really a stupid watcher?"

Searing pain shoots from my shoulder blade and I let out a strangled scream, thrashing. The pain travels downward as I feel blood pool around my body. I'm losing consciousness as pain explodes in my other shoulder blade. Blackness overcomes me before I reopen my eyes to strangers.

I can feel my body thrash as I fight against them. The pain is gone, but I can feel a hand on my back and I arch away from it before one of the strangers with a moustache grabs my head. He's talking to me, saying it was just a nightmare. That Iskall and him were there.

I rip my head from the grasp of the moustached man, feeling the muscles rip at the sudden harsh movement, I arch my back away from the grip around my back and push my feet under me to escape. I quickly roll off the couch and onto the wooden floor, grasping a sword from my inventory. I was crouched with one hand on the floor, the other, with the sword, was raise at my eye level as I watched the two men stare at me. They raised their hands and the one with the strange mechanical eye slipped off the couch and to my level.

"Grian. It's just a nightmare."

I blink as tears run out of the man's normal eye and reality finally settles in. I drop my sword and jump towards Iskall, sobbing. Mumbo had joined us on the floor, wrapping his arms around both Iskall and I.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so so so sorry." I hiccupped as I sobbed out my apologies. Iskall just shook his head where it was rested on my shoulder, "there's nothing to be sorry for."

'We are the ones who should be sorry, letting you watch that horror movie," Mumbo was crying into my hair.

We stayed like that, Iskall resting his head on my shoulder as Mumbo shoved his face into my hair, until my breathing rate returned to normal. I began squirming out slightly, queueing the others to release the hug. Mumbo remained holding onto my left hand as Iskall gripped my right. My heart was over flowing. These two had watched me have a complete panic attack and stayed right there.

They were my best friends. My business partners. My brothers. No, they were more. I loved them. I loved them both. My voice was sore from screaming so I did the next best thing I knew to show them how much they meant to me. I didn't care what they would think. I just needed them to know.

I started with Iskall, release his hand to lift my hand to his cheek and lead him into a quick peck on the lips. I pulled away as he sputtered in confusion then grinned at me. I turn to see Mumbo, his eyes welling up in tears.

"If you two are happy together..." he stopped as I tilted my head and grabbed his chin. He complies as I kiss him as well, his lips salty from tears.

As I pulled away from the two redstoners I sat on my knees and lowered my eyes waiting for them to say something. When it didn't happen, I looked up just in time to see Iskall pull away from kissing a blushing Mumbo. I smile, knowing that we were going to have a great relationship.

"I love you guys. I love you both so much." I wrap myarms around both of them and I feel them return the hug, "so much."