They were all fighting over you, and you’d finally had enough.

“No, we agreed she’d sleep in my room tonight,” Estarossa scowled at his two brothers as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into his chest.

“No, we didn’t,” Meliodas grumbled, grabbing your hand and pulling away from Estarossa.

“But it’s my turn tonight,” Zeldris mumbled, tugging at your dress.

They’ve gotten on your last nerve.