Ajax is beginning to regret bringing you home to his family.

There you were, Teucer in your arms while Tonia and Anthon tugged at your coat, competing for your attention.

The sight of you with his younger siblings evokes an unfamiliar yet intense longing within him, a new territory he doesn't dare explore just yet.

His daze is shattered when he hears you calling for him, your brows furrowed in concern.

“Sorry,” Ajax curses the slight tremor in his voice. “You were saying?

He’s so screwed.