You didn’ t know how you wormed your way into their little family.
It started slowly. Burnet kissing you on the cheek (you had blushed and stumbled but she grinned and waved it off); Kukui ruffling your hair (easier to act unaffected) when you figured out there was a similarity in the energy between mega evolution and z-moves.
Brunet invite d you out for dinner. Kukui ma de it, whil st you two chattered on the porch
“ I heard you worked under Sycamore, ” she said. You couldn’t help but admire her muscles—how a dream researcher got those was beyond you. “ What did you learn from him? Flirting? ”
You raise d her hand to your lips and kiss ed it. She trie d to stifle her gasp.
“ Among other things… ” you let your sentence trail off. She grinned and giggled. “But I’m not the best at it.”
“ Nice try, but I’m used to Kukui doing that. ”
A hand clamp ed down on your shoulder.
“ What’s this about me? You should know not to talk about others while their back is turned, yeah? ”
You stared him down, then kiss ed his cheek. Burnet’s smile widen ed .
“ You’re not used to that , huh, ” she teased (although you didn’ t know why).
They share d a glance, then nod ded, satisfied .
“ Dinner! ” Kukui proclaimed. “ And drinks! ”
You didn’ t know how it happen ed, but you w o ke with Burnet sprawled across your chest. Kukui somehow ha d his arms wrapped around the two of you.
You’ d overstepped your boundaries.
You tr ied to extract yourself from the two, but Kukui’s grip was iron. Burnet looked so peaceful. You relent ed , mentally preparing yourself for awkwardness.
There was none. Burnet sat up first , as if the whole ordeal was natural.
“ Morning, ” she said, “ either of you remember what happened? ”
Bits and pieces flashed across your mind. You debate d shaking your head, but settled on a thumbs down. You didn’t trust yourself to speak.
“ We fell asleep on the bed, ” Kukui deadpanned. He removed his vice grip from your shoulder. You could finally sit up.
“ Should I— ”
“ Nah. What kind of hosts would we be if we didn’t serve you breakfast? ”
“ I really should be go— ”
Burnet cut you off this time, placing her lips against yours. It was brief, for she pulled away before you could gather your thoughts.
“ You’re staying for breakfast, ” she ordered, dragging you to the kitchen. “ It’s Sunday. Yesterday you told me your schedule was as free can be. ”
You were defeated.
“ Better be a good breakfast, ” you grumbled.
“ But of course! And I know just how to make it better.”
Kukui laughed and started the pancakes while Burnet pinned you against a wall.