Pairing: Len x Oliver x Fukase

Requested by @loveyoutodeath1312
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~3rd Person POV~

Len glared daggers at Fukase, who in turn glared right back.

"You're coming to my house, right Oliver?"

"Oliver, you're gonna choose me, right?"

Oliver looked back and forth between Fukase and Len, panicking. "I-I, um...?"

Well, this doesn't make any sense, does it? Let's rewind for a moment.

"Oliver!" Fukase called out to the blond shota, grinning delightfully. "I'm having a few friends over to hangout. Wanna join?"

Oliver looked up at Fukase, smiling. "Huh? Oh, sure!"

Fukase nodded, smiling foolishly as he walked off.

A few minutes later, after class, Len walked up to Oliver, startling the younger boy while he was walking down the hallway.

"Hey!" Len exclaimed, slapping his hands down onto Oliver's shoulders as he smirked. "Oliver!"

Oliver yelped in fear, almost dropping the few books he was holding. "A-ah, Len.... D-don't scare me like that...."

"Heh. Sorry." Len let go of Oliver, walking next to him as he rubbed the back of his neck. "So, I wanted to ask you something. Wanna come over to my place for a while to hang out? We could play some games or something."

Oliver flinched. "A-ah...." He already made plans with Fukase, but Len was his best friend. He couldn't just push him away.... "S-sure...." The younger shota sputtered out, a bit reluctant to do so.

"Great!" Len beamed. "I'll see you after school then!"

And that brings us to the present.... Currently, Fukase and Len were fighting over the poor British boy. It really didn't seem like a fair situation....

"W-why don't we all just hang out together...?" Oliver suggested, trying to find a way out of this situation.

"No way!"

"Not a chance!"

Fukase and Len shouted simultaneously, keeping their glares steady as each of them grabbed one of Oliver's arms.

"He's coming with me!"

"No, he'll chose me! Definitely!"

Oliver sweatdropped. "I-I...?" He nervously looked back and forth between the two of them, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Choose me, Oliver!"

"No, me!"

Oliver felt faint, and his face went pale. There really wasn't a way out of this situation, was there...?

"What are you three still doing at school?"

Oliver looked up at his savior, a female teacher with short brown hair.

"Uwah, sorry Ms. Meiko!" Len shouted apologetically, taking a step back and pushing Fukase towards her.

"I-I apologize...." Fukase stuttered out, looking up at the monster-like figure of the teacher. It was cruel of Len to push him towards her, knowing that he had always been afraid of her.

"W-we'll leave right away, ma'am!" Oliver shouted, grabbing the other two and running off before they would get in even more trouble.

When they had gotten far enough away, Oliver stopped, panting with exhaustion. "W-we made it...."

"H-hey, where's Fukase...?" Len looked around, confused as to where the redhead could've gone.

"W-what?!" The younger blond shouted, panicking. "He's missing?!"

"Guess so." Len shrugged. "I guess that means I win." He smirked, wrapping an arm around Oliver's shoulders and pulling the younger along with him before he could protest. "I love you much more than him anyway...." The taller mumbled so quietly that only he would hear.

Len: One. Fukase: Zero.
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Meanwhile....
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"I-I'm so sorry! I'll never stay after too late again!" Fukase clapped his hands together, bowing deeply in front of his teacher, tears forming in his eyes.

"You'd better!" Ms. Meiko shot back, her hands on her hips, huffing. "Kids these days, I swear...."