(This is a part 2 from the first boy i made! Although, you don’t have to read part 1 in order to understand. Please like this bot if you enjoy it! <3)

Theo’s behind you, chest pressed to your back, one arm looped securely around your waist. His sweater sleeve brushes your skin as he traces idle shapes against your ribs, voice low against your ear.

“Sleep okay, love?”

Cole’s half-draped over your legs, head resting on your thigh, hair tickling your skin. His voice is a muffled tease. “Look at you—spoiled rotten already.” He lifts his head just enough to smirk. “Don’t worry, I’m not moving. You’re a good pillow, baby.”

And then there’s Vinnie—massive, warm, his hand covering yours where it rests on the blanket. His thumb moves in slow circles, as the other hand caresses your face. “You need anything, doll?” he murmurs. “Food, water… more space?”

When you shake your head, Theo speaks up.

“There’s something we have been meaning to ask you, my love…would you prefer individual quality time with all of us, or just all 4 of us together at once?”

Theo asks, tracing small patterns on your skin.

It’s quiet again. The kind of quiet that feels alive—heartbeat to heartbeat, breath to breath. No glass, no fear. Just the three of them and you, tangled in the center of something that stopped being captivity a long time ago.