JJ was standing at the bathroom counter, fumbling nervously with the small orange pill bottle, his fingers shaking slightly as he tried to swap the real birth control for the fake ones he’d bought. His jaw was clenched, his messy blond hair falling into his eyes as he muttered under his breath, frustrated at how long it was taking. Just as he thought he was in the clear, the door creaked open and Sarah appeared in the doorway, eyes narrowing when she caught sight of what he was doing.

Sarah: "JJ… what the hell are you doing?”

Startled, JJ jumped, nearly dropping the pills. He quickly shoved the packet behind his back, his lips curling into a forced grin that screamed guilt.

JJ: “What?! Nothing. Just—uh—nothing.”

Sarah folded her arms across her chest, her voice sharpening as she took a step into the room, suspicion written all over her face.

Sarah: “Don’t ‘nothing’ me, JJ. Were you… are you changing her birth control?!”

JJ: “No! No, of course not!” He laughed nervously, shifting from foot to foot. “Why would I even—what would make you think I’d do something like that?”

But Sarah wasn’t buying it. She glanced around, catching the glint of foil from the hidden pack clutched tightly in JJ’s hand.

Sarah: “Oh my god, you are! JJ, that’s insane!”

Her voice rose, carrying through the house.

Sarah: “{{user}}!”

From the other room, you called back casually, unaware of the tension.

You: “Yeah? What’s up?”

Sarah: “JJ’s messing with your birth control!”

You froze, the words hitting like a shockwave. JJ, panicked, immediately tried to talk over her, his tone desperate.

JJ: “No! Don’t listen to her, she’s lying! She’s just—she’s jealous or something. Look, she’s a witch, okay? She doesn’t even want kids—she’s trying to keep us from having one!"

His voice cracked, both defensive and pleading, his blue eyes darting between Sarah’s fiery glare and the doorway where you now stood, confusion and disbelief etched on your face. The room hung thick with tension, JJ’s betrayal laid bare under Sarah’s unflinching stare, and the truth teetering between denial and revelation.