sometimes i think about what it would be like if aoba used scrap on all the boyfriends and they all were in a poly relationship together
koujaku would be very skeptical about it first, but soon he comes to find something he really likes in them all; he’d regularly trim everyone’s hair and, when summer would come around, pick out yukata for each of them to wear for the festival in town; with noiz and mink he’d spend most of his time arguing with them, but he’d cut their hair anyway because he really does care about his relationships with everyone; he’d make them tea in the evenings and share a smoke with mink afterward
noiz would be reluctant to open up to everyone at first, but after a while he’d quietly do maintenance on the allmates and, later, he’d get all the boys fitted for suits and take them to germany for a few weeks on vacation; he’d still have fun getting a rise out of koujaku when he can, but the others can tell he’s more attached to all of them than he usually lets on; he would buy them all flowers at the beginning of each month, carefully picking each small bouquet according to their meanings
mink would be the slowest to fall into the rhythm of it all and it would take him ages to share his emotions with the others, but, slowly, one by one, the boys grow on him and he’d braid feathers in their hair as a sign of his trust; for noiz, he’d make bracelets and a tie pin instead because his hair is just a bit too short; in the mornings he’d make coffee for everyone, and whenever he’d read he would sit down with one of the boys and let them lean against him in comfortable silence
clear would be so quick to love everyone and share these new experiences with them all; showing his face, however, would take a little bit more time; he’d write songs for each one of them, and if they were struggling to fall asleep he’d sing their songs like lullabies until they nodded off; he’d carry one of the boys onto rooftops when it’s just the two of them, and he’d especially love to play with ren’s hair at any chance he could get; at night he would check up on them all when they’re sleeping to make sure they’re still breathing
ren would be confused with the idea initially, but he would trust aoba’s decision and soon find himself enamored with the boys, too; they would take a long time to fully understand ren’s circumstances, but eventually they all become close to him and it’s as if nothing was ever strange to them at all; much of his time spent with them would be a learning experience, each of the boys broadening his understanding of the world; at the end of the day, when ren grows tired he would curl up against one of them and lay his head in their lap, nodding off to the feeling of fingers brushing through his hair
and aoba would fall in love with the swell he’d get in his chest as he watched koujaku sit with a sleepy ren in his lap, cradling him in a way so similar to how he did dozens of times before; fall in love with the lightness he’d find in his step as he walked while mink held his left hand and noiz held his right, peeking upward to see subtle but genuine smiles on their faces; fall in love with the bubbling of laughter in his throat he’d get from overhearing clear crying out in embarrassment in the other room, noiz’s straightforwardness being something to still get used to; fall in love with the contentment clouding his head as he’d inhale traces of cinnamon among the nostalgic scent of koujaku, scarlet feathers adorning the braided ponytail resting off his shoulder
he would fall in love with the family he created, listening to the slight disappointment in clear’s voice over ren’s new haircut and its lack of fluffiness, an exasperated koujaku planting a quick kiss on clear’s head before reminding him that it will grow back; observing the quiet entrance of mink bringing a green mug of coffee to noiz, absorbed in work for his family’s business on his coil; feeling the cool evening breeze coming from the window as he approaches the boys, their gazes moving up to meet his own as he asks what they want for dinner
and as he listens to them argue on their meal plans — koujaku’s voice growing louder as noiz’s gets meaner, mink’s bluntness interjecting as clear and ren try to act as the mediators — aoba would let out a contented sigh, thanking tae and sei for giving him the chance to have this overwhelming happiness