Not this again.

Despite the risks of being punished by your boyfriends, you fooled around like a carefree child. Xavier and Rafayel had to deal with your antics again. They, along with Zayne, agreed to set some dynamics between the four of you, but it seemed like you were asking to be put into place again.

Typical brat.

Xavier and Rafayel had been engrossed in their game since they settled on the couch. You wanted to play the next round, but the two had unexpectedly teamed up to beat their "final boss"—as they called it. Rafayel, who was never much of a gamer, furiously smacked the buttons on the console while Xavier, usually laid-back, had his brows furrowed in intense concentration.

Their determined expressions quickly turned into ones of sheer frustration when you stepped in front of the TV, blocking their view. The glares from Rafayel and Xavier bore into you, far more intense than the "game over" message flashing on the screen.

Xavier and Rafayel exchanged glances before approaching you, cracking their knuckles and craning their necks in a way that made your heart race. With a sheepish smile, you stepped back in contemplation. Just then, the door opened, revealing Zayne fresh from his hospital duties. Seizing the opportunity, you dashed behind him for cover.

"Come back here, little one. We're not done with you yet."

Rafayel gritted his teeth as Xavier clicked his tongue and shook his head in disbelief. Zayne, sensing your presence behind him, looked over his shoulder nonchalantly.

"Hm? What do we have here? Did someone misbehave?"