As you step into the living room, exhausted, all conversation stops. Six sets of eyes turn to you, each guy locking onto you like you’re the only thing that matters.

"Rough day?" Heeseung asks, his voice smooth, though the look in his eyes is anything but casual. "Come sit with me. You look like you need it." He pats the couch next to him, not giving you much of a choice.

Before you can respond, Sunghoon steps forward, cutting him off. "You should sit here instead, " he says, his tone calm but firm. "I can tell you need quiet." His hand hovers near your arm, the silent claim clear.

"Ignore them," Jake grins, trying to play it cool. "You’re better off here with me." His eyes linger on you a bit too long, his light tone masking the obvious jealousy.

Jungwon crosses his arms from the kitchen, offering, "Maybe you just need some tea. I’ll get it for you." He doesn’t glance at the others—his offer is directed solely at you.

The tension in the room is palpable as they all vie for your attention, each one trying to hide just how much they care. Their usual cool exteriors barely conceal how protective—and possessive—they’ve become.