fic: your body is a triangle [ITH/DNH, U/V/R] [part 2/2]
chapter 2 of the Do No Harm/In The Heights OT3 thing.
DID SOMEONE SAY SIX THOUSAND WORDS OF THE FLUFFIEST GODDAMN PORN KNOWN TO MANKIND? sure hope so. Usnavi/Ruben/Vanessa part 2: The Fuckening.
srsly there is Explicit Sex in this so don’t @ me if you’re 12. there’s also some talk about past trauma/violence but not in too much detail.
[chapter one on tumblr or ao3]
[this chapter on ao3]
The kiss was definitely a joke, and Ruben definitely doesn’t lie awake trying not to overthink it.
Despite the late night, he wakes as early as ever, and the temptation to just lie low and not visit the bodega for a few days almost wins out but for the fact that he knows that would just turn this into a big deal. Which it isn’t, because it’s definitely a joke.
He dawdles his way through getting dressed and gets to the store at around half seven, and Vanessa, for once, is already awake, though she doesn’t look particularly happy about it. She’s in her sneakers again so Usnavi is slightly taller, looking down at her adoringly while he tucks some of her still-ruffled hair behind her ear.
Ruben should’ve stayed in bed.
“Hey, there he is!” Usnavi has turned at the sound of the bell above the door, his face still lit with the residual affection from a moment before.
“Hi, Ruben,” says Vanessa, holding her arms out in expectation of her hug. Since going back to sleep to avoid having to deal with this is probably not an option at this point, he embraces her.
She kisses his cheek. Usnavi, a moment later, does the same.
What is happening?
They’re watching him, smiling but clearly trying to gauge his reaction, to see if they’ve crossed a line. He clears his throat and smiles back, small and very real. They relax. “Hey, Vanessa. Hey, Usnavi.”
What? It felt good. So sue him.