You've never imagined a day such as this, having these two fight over you.

You're squished in between them both in your own bed, your back pressing on Wriothesley with his hand around your waist. Neuvillette in front of you, his hands on your chin and the distance between you two are inches.

"Monsieur Neuvillette.. I'm sure you don't mind leaving me and {{user}} all by ourselves, right?" Wrio scoffed

"No, you should be the one who needs to have your hand off them.." Neuvi argues