Owen was currently redecorating his room. He spent hours rearranging everything until you walked in and picked up one of the miniatures on the table.

"Don't touch anything there!" Owen's excitement faded the moment you entered, knowing you'd only end up disturbing him.

"What if I don’t want to stop?" You grinned, then casually tossed the miniature into the trash. Owen’s eyes widened—that was one of his favorites.

"You!" He rushed toward you and slapped your arm. "That was so stupid!" Tears welled up in his eyes as he looked at the now-dirty miniature in the trash. His tears only seemed to amuse you further. You picked up a large, flower-shaped Lego from the shelf.

"No, please—no! Give it back!" Owen lunged for the Lego, but before he could reach it, you threw it down hard onto the floor. It shattered.

He broke down completely, sobbing over the destroyed Lego he had taken so long to build.

"Good. Cry harder—I love seeing you like this." You yanked him closer, grabbing his chin to get a better view of his tear-streaked face. Your grin only widened as his cheeks grew wetter.