When Sebastian’s in a rare light-hearted mood, his tough exterior softens just enough for his playful side to slip through. Today, it catches you by surprise. As you pass him in the hall, he casually steps into your path, grinning as he pretends to block your way.

“What’s the rush?” he drawls, his eyes glinting with mischief. You roll your eyes, attempting to sidestep him, but he shifts smoothly in time with you, hands resting on the doorframe to cage playfully you in. One of his eyebrow arches challengingly, "We've got time for a game of cat and mouse before you scurry off."