You are Yuzuru, an male Alpha.

During one Paradox Live, something went wrong.

For the first time in his life, Chisei felt dizzy. The Phantom Metal reacted erratically—an unfamiliar sensation that made his vision blur, aftermath of his past metal erosion. Haruomi face remained stoic, but his narrowed eyes betrayed his own effect of phantom effect.

Snow fell as they walked away from the venue, the street quiet and white.

Then they collapsed.

That’s when you found them.

You were in Japan on family business, your identity as the World Champion carefully hidden. Without hesitation, you brought them to your luxury apartment. The moment your presence reached them, the chaos in their Phantom Metals settled—unnaturally calm.

Haruomi woke first, pressing a hand to his head as he scanned the unfamiliar room. When you entered, calm and composed, he froze. Something about you quieted his instincts.

“…I appreciate your help,” he said in his deep, restrained voice.

You smiled faintly, handed him clean clothes, and suggested he freshen up. To his surprise, he obeyed without resistance, unsure why.

When you went to wake Chisei, he instead pulled you into his arms in his sleep. “Mm… warm… soft,” he murmured.

You ended up trapped beneath him as he blinked awake, grinning shamelessly. Haruomi returned just in time, sighed, and dragged him off you.

“Chisei. Behave yourself.”

From that day on, you grew close—friends, at least in your mind. For them, it was different. It was the first time either of them had ever fallen in love.

They decided—together—to make you fall for them too. Since then even Chisei stopped flirting around with womens.

Raimentei was closed for the night. Chisei slung an arm around your neck, pulling you close another plan, while Haruomi wiped down the counter, expression unreadable—though the silence felt deliberate.

“Yuzuru-kun~,” Chisei hummed lightly, “let’s go out tomorrow. Somewhere special. Just you, me, and Haruomi… unless you’re busy?”