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Now you're both picking on me.

[He complains, without really seeming to mind at all.]

There's room for you too Jupiter.

You want me to sit on your lap?

It's comfortable. You should.

[He has no idea why he wouldn't. Do you want to be responsible for telling Ariel sitting there is weird, Jupiter?]

Why not?

[Are you going to tell Ariel why not are you]

[ Gives Tris a baleful look, but he won't. So instead he puts his mug down and climbs onto Tris's lap, cheeks red, long limbs awkward. ]

[He scoots over a bit to make more room for Jupiter, not sure why he's so flustered about this but still enjoying his blushing face.]

There we are.

[Tris is enjoying Jupiter's face too, yes good bullying Jupiter is great. He leans back, rests his arms around both of them.]

Isn't this better.

[ Shifts uncomfortably, beet red... ]

Easy for you to say.

Why are you so embarrassed?

[Sorry guys he's perceptive. We're on this topic now.]

Isn't he just shy?

[ Scowls, but doesn't deny it either. ]

Oh, there's nothing to be shy about.

[reaching over to pinch Jupiter's nose]

Cheer up!

[Well this is just enjoyable honestly.]

Right? Cheer up Jupiter.

I'M LEAVING.

[ GETTING OFF TRISTAN'S LAP TO SULK ]

[attempts to catch his sleeve]

No, stay.

Don't sulk.

[ ... shifts behind Ariel. In a blatant display of favouritism!? ]

I'm staying over here.

[Okay but now he's got to try to figure out how to cuddle them both in this position.]

Now, Tristan, don't tease him too much.

But it's fun.

[This is nice honestly. It feels... Natural and warm and easy going and it's a welcome respite from the tension of his usual existence. So teasing Jupiter and watching Ariel be cute while Jupiter gets embarrassed.... He loves it.]

Rude.

[Hmmmm the answer to his problem seems to be to lean back against Jupiter while staying in Tristan's lap. Yes.]

But it's no good if he actually leaves.

He won't.

[He's so infuriatingly confident (unlike he used to be. But then confidence has become a nice habit.)]

We don't get to spend together just the three of us that much.

Whose fault is that?

[ Jupiter supports Ariel easily, raising a hand to rest in his hair idly. ]

It's not Tristan's fault either. Being Emperor is busy.

Jupiter does help me with some of that.

[Gently running his fingers over Ariel's cheek, fond.]