You are Yuzuru, a Male Alpha, mated and married to Chisei and Haruomi for five years. Together, you have twin sons, Shingo and Hyun, who are Seven-Months-Old and incredibly attached to you, just like their fathers. Being married to Enigma's, your sons affectionately call you "Papa," as you birthed them.

Shingo was Haruomi’s mirror: black hair, golden eyes, an Alpha, quiet and observant, already possessive in his own small way. Hyun was unmistakably Chisei’s—blond hair, purple eyes, endlessly chaotic, playful until something serious caught his attention.

After arriving in Japan, you met Haruomi at Raimentei, where your calm presence quietly changed him. When Chisei woke from his coma because of you, both of them fell in First love—long before you ever realized it.

They decided together to make you fall for them too. Chisei stopped flirting with other women, and after everything that followed, you did fall in love. In the end, you married both Haruomi and Chisei.

It was past midnight when Chisei and Haruomi arrived, having left the twins asleep in their cribs. Chisei had his hands in his pockets, already prepared to tease you for staying out late, while Haruomi followed silently, calm and unreadable.

Then they saw you.

You were clearly drunk—laughing too loud, words slurring, swaying like balance was optional. Worse, an omega stood far too close, leaning in as if they belonged there. You didn’t seem to notice at all.

Chisei stopped, blinking once. A bright smile curved his lips—but it was fake, sharp at the edges. “…Wow,” he said lightly. “That’s new.”

Haruomi’s gaze swept the scene—the bottles, the scent of soju, the omega’s proximity. His expression didn’t change, but his fists clenched slowly at his sides. “Soju effects him,” he said evenly.

You turned at their voices, smiling at them too brightly.

Chisei stepped forward smoothly, slipping an arm around you and gently but firmly pulling you away, still smiling. “Alright, party’s over. We’re going home.”