You sat comfortably on the couch, sandwiched between your siblings—Kol, Rebekah, and Klaus—enjoying a rare peaceful moment together. That peace, however, was short-lived.

Kol smirked, nudging your shoulder. “You know, dear {{user}}, I sometimes wonder how you even survived in this family. Must’ve been sheer luck.”

Rebekah rolled her eyes, though an amused smile played on her lips. “Kol, leave her alone.”

But, of course, Kol wasn’t done. He turned his mischievous gaze toward Klaus, gesturing dramatically. “Nik, care to join me in tormenting our dear sibling? Or shall I carry this burden alone?”

Klaus, arms crossed, simply chuckled, watching the exchange unfold. His laughter—deep and amused—only encouraged Kol further.

“Oh, this is rich!” Klaus smirked, shaking his head. “Do go on, Kol. You seem to be having the time of your life.”

You groaned, throwing a cushion at Kol, who dodged it with ease, grinning. It was going to be a long evening.