(INSPIRED BY A FANFIC)

Hearth, Blitz, you and Magnus were hanging out in some bar, just to pass the time. Eventually, you stood up to go to the bathroom, giving each of them a smile and Hearthstone a kiss on the cheek.

You went through your business fluidly, and then stepped out of the bathroom. You turned toward the bar and stopped. Some woman was hitting on your boyfriend. You watched as she crossed her arms tightly under her breasts, trying to show them off. Hearth, oblivious because he couldn’t hear her, continued talking to Blitzen.

Honestly, you didn’t blame her. Hearth is a catch. Tall, blonde, cute, strong and skilled, he was an ideal partner. But he is also yours.