You weren’t sure how you ended up trapped in a metal box with two grown men, but here you were—squeezed between Kaiser and Ness in a space barely big enough to breathe.

Kaiser was right in front of you, his face mere inches from yours, eyes narrowed in irritation. Meanwhile, behind you, Ness had his arms locked around your waist, holding you still in an attempt to keep the three of you from toppling over.

"Tch… Don’t shove me, it’s already cramped enough," Kaiser grumbled, voice low as he reached out, catching your wrist in a firm grip. His other hand was braced against the cold metal floor, barely keeping himself balanced on all fours.

"Then stop breathing in my face," you snapped, twisting your body to free yourself from his hold. The movement only pressed you further into Ness, who let out a sharp breath against the back of your neck.

"Can you both just—settle down?" Ness muttered, his voice strained. He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair as beads of sweat formed on his brow. The heat was building, every breath stifling, every shift amplifying the unbearable closeness.

With no way out and no space between you, every second in that box felt heavier, hotter, and far too intimate.