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Seven carefully tastes the food she’d been preparing for a couple hours now. Perfect, she smiled to herself, almost getting sucked back into the motions until she heard a sound that made her roll her eyes with adoration.
Raffi sighs dramatically as she lays on the couch. B’Elanna is fully on top of her, their bodies practically parallel, as Seven chuckles from the kitchen. “It’s not that much longer, Raff, I think you’ll manage.”
She brings her fist down on the back of the couch in mock frustration. “But I wanna help,” Raffi whined. B’Elanna was tasked with making sure Raffi rested and didn’t try to help Seven. The fact that it meant she got to lay on top of her and enjoy the closeness was neither here nor there, as she’d sarcastically informed Raffi after settling down on her. Truthfully, Raffi could easily lift B’Elanna off of her if she really wanted to.
“Today’s about you, sunshine,” B’Elanna mumbled, placing soft pecks on Raffi’s jawline. Raffi hummed; usually having someone on top of her this way would be stressful, suffocating. But looking at B’Elanna as she laid on top of her - looking at her with soft doe eyes that would make any passing observer think Raffi had hung the entire solar system just for her and her alone - the thought hadn’t even crossed her mind. She was content this way, despite her nagging need to help and not sit around while she was catered to.
“Ah-ah,” B’Elanna lilted. “I see you scheming,” she said, poking Raffi’s cheek. Raffi scoffed, “Oh come on, B. I was just thinking!”
“About?” she continued, raising an eyebrow. Raffi pouted. “I don’t wanna talk about it,” she mumbled, not actually upset.
B’Elanna giggled, a sound both Raffi and Seven felt honored to draw out of her. “How about you divert that energy to playing with my hair?” B’Elanna said, looking up at Raffi with playful, hoping eyes. “I guess,” Raffi said, rolling her eyes teasingly before smiling.
B’Elanna nuzzled her head back into Raffi’s chest as she played with her hair, moving her single braid out of the way so she didn’t mess it up. She liked watching the way B’Elanna’s face relaxed, the wrinkles on her face from all the tension she always holds smoothing out, and her lips turning up ever so slightly. It was easy. Everything about this arrangement they have going feels easy. Right.
Seven called them to the kitchen and B’Elanna sprung up and bolted to her chair, narrowly avoiding pulling Raffi off the couch with her. Raffi just blinked, in awe - as always - at how fast she was, before making her way to the table. The two looked at Seven as she presented their dinner to them as a chef would. They loved it every time she did it - which wasn’t often - but they were also getting impatient. Seven noticed their individual fidgeting and finished up quickly, taking a seat so they could all eat together.
It was silent at first as all of them sat and ate. Seven was an amazing cook; she didn’t cook often but when she did, she always made more than enough for leftovers. She didn’t have the luxury of cooking for them as often as she’d like to, so she always makes extra, if not for them, then for her so she knew they were eating. Both Raffi and B’Elanna’s ability to focus on mundane tasks was compromised due to their ADHD, so Seven tried her best to make things easier for them the way they both did for her. If that meant cooking a meal big enough to feed a football team every now and then so that they don’t have to worry about cooking and food prep, then that’s what she would do.
“So Raff,” Seven started, B’Elanna practically bouncing in her chair when she started speaking. Raffi looked over at B’Elanna, noticing her increasing excitement. “Uh-oh.” Seven scoffed, “No uh-oh. I was just going to ask what you wanted to do once we have all finished eating. B’Elanna has her own idea - clearly,” she teased, sharing a knowing glance and smile with her, “but we wanted to ask what you want.” Raffi hummed, thinking. She was pretty content with the way the night was proceeding.
“Maybe something we haven’t done in a while but would like to do again?” B’Elanna chirped, her body still in motion. Raffi raised an eyebrow at B’Elanna, then Seven, the latter shrugging as if she had no idea what B’Elanna meant. “Maybe a bath?” Raffi suggested, feeling her face grow warm. She felt silly for suggesting it, as she wasn’t sure if the other two had enjoyed it as much as her. B’Elanna’s little fist pump reassured her, however.
“Yay!” she squealed, flinging her arms around Raffi and almost knocking both of them onto the floor in the process. Raffi chuckled softly. “Wow, I… I wasn’t sure if you guys liked last time we took a bath together,” Raffi said, rubbing the back of her neck.
B’Elanna and Seven both looked surprised. “Really?” They both asked at once. “Yes… what, was I the only one out of the loop?” Seven giggled, “Kind of. You didn’t notice how stimmy B’Elanna was during and after?” Raffi furrowed her brows, shaking her head. “We had to establish that she goes in the front if we ever do it again because she kept splashing us,” Seven says, smiling softly at the memory. “Plus, look at her,” she added, waving a hand over in the general direction of B’Elanna, who was still bouncing up and down on her toes where she stood next to Raffi.
Raffi placed her hand on top of B’Elanna’s head, still bouncing. She enjoyed the feeling of her hand moving up and down. Seven just watched as they stimmed together. She found it strangely wonderful the way their stims tend to complement each other and how they manage to make one person’s stimming work for two people. “Okay, okay, come on, you two.” Seven said, beginning to make her way to the bathroom when B’Elanna rushed past her. “Wow,” Seven uttered. “Right?” Raffi said as they headed to the bathroom.
As Raffi and Seven undressed, B’Elanna prepared the bath with things she knew they all liked. She was so focused on making it perfect that she hadn’t paid any mind to the other two entering. Seven sat atop the toilet, Raffi straddling her lap while they waited. “Okay!” B’Elanna said, clapping as she turned around. “Ready?” They both nodded and all three of them settled in. First Seven, then Raffi, then B’Elanna. Raffi usually goes in first since she's the tallest of them, but today was about Raffi. And Seven really wanted to play with Raffi’s hair the way she knows she likes.
They settled in, B’Elanna grabbing one of the stim toys from the wall beside the tub. She played with it as Raffi cleaned her and placed kisses on the back of her head and body, the latter occasionally receiving flappy hands in return - held in the air so as not to splash anyone unintentionally. Seven works through Raffi’s hair, kissing her head when she runs into a snag and scratching her scalp lightly. Raffi hums happily, tilting her head back and prompting Seven to place gentle but wanting kisses on her neck. This was bliss.
Once they’d all dried off and gotten dressed, Raffi held her hands out, one for each of them. They took hold, waiting for Raffi to speak. “Thank you both for today. It was really relaxing and I appreciate it. Even if I maybe didn’t want to relax so much,” She said, trailing off. “I love you, Seven. And I love you, B’Elanna.” Seven and B’Elanna looked at each other before wrapping their arms around Raffi. “We love you too,” B’Elanna said, Seven nodding into Raffi’s shoulder.
Raffi was the first to pull away; she always was, as they wanted to make sure she was satisfied with the physical contact she was receiving. “If you’re up for it, maybe we could do something a little less relaxing?” Raffi said in a questioning tone. B’Elanna and Seven shared a look and wide grins once more and before Raffi could process, Seven had hoisted her up, holding her legs close to her hips and began to rush their way into the bedroom as Raffi squealed. They couldn’t wait to get started.