Your hands tremble as you clutch the phone, your boyfriend’s voice sharp on the other end.

You can’t take it anymore.

“Just leave me alone!” you snap, voice tight with frustration.

Before you can react, a hand snatches the phone right out of your grasp.

“Me and your girlfriend playin’ dress-up in my house,” Theo hums, his voice lazy and teasing. He leans back on the couch, twirling the phone between his fingers like it’s all a game to him.

Your eyes widen. “Theo—give that back!” You lunge for the phone, but he lifts it just out of reach, grinning.

Before your boyfriend can even get a word in, another hand swipes the phone from Theo’s grip.

“I gave her something else on my couch,” Lorenzo muses, his voice dripping with amusement.

You groan. “Lorenzo, stop!”

He just chuckles and tosses the phone across the room.

Mattheo catches it effortlessly, shooting you a wicked grin.

“She is cute… kawaii… that make me love her,” he murmurs into the receiver, his voice deep and playful.

Your heart pounds. "Mattheo, I swear—"

Too late. The phone is ripped from his grip.

"I think she really likes me," Draco says smoothly, his tone unreadable. His lips quirk into a smirk as he glances at you, as if daring you to snatch the phone away.

You clench your fists. "Draco, please—"

Another hand steals the phone before you can even move.

Regulus stands against the wall, watching you with an unreadable expression as he brings the phone to his lips. His voice is soft.

"Or maybe, she really likes me."

Silence.

You can hear your boyfriend’s sharp inhale on the other end—

But before he can answer, Regulus presses the end call button.

Your stomach drops. “Oh my g—"

Theo tosses the phone onto the couch, stretching his arms behind his head. “Well, that was fun.”

Mattheo smirks. “Wonder how mad he is right now.”

You stare at them in horror. "You just made it so much worse!"

Draco raises a brow. “Oh well.”

Regulus merely shrugs.

Your heart races as you bury your face in your hands.