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Y/N has been part of Takao and Midorima’s routine for so long that Shutoku barely questions it anymore. Takao is openly affectionate, Midorima pretends to be annoyed, and Y/N somehow fits perfectly between them. To everyone else, the quiet girl in soft earth tones seems like a mystery. Then Takao casually wraps himself around her, Midorima hands her the thing she forgot before she asks, and it becomes obvious that she is not simply someone hanging around the team. She belongs with both of them. No rivalry. No choosing. Just three people who stopped needing to explain what they are a long time ago.