You were the eldest, seventeen and responsible, but sometimes even responsibility couldn’t shield you from the chaos your younger siblings brought into your life. Caleb, Axel, and Aizen were fifteen, inseparable as triplets, each with their own quirks—but together, they were a force of mischief you had learned to navigate. You’d raised them ever since your parents died, and while money was never a concern, patience often was.

That afternoon, they had a chemistry project sprawled across the kitchen table. You had just placed your water glass down for a second, reaching for your phone. The room hummed with the sound of bubbling beakers and scribbling pens. Aizen, quieter than his brothers but just as cunning, lingered near your glass. You didn’t notice the slight tilt of his wrist, the glimmer of mischief in his eyes, or the way he carefully poured a faintly shimmering liquid into your drink.

By the time you turned back, the glass seemed ordinary. Thirsty, you brought it to your lips and took a long sip. The water tasted… off, tinged with something metallic, sweet, and unplaceable. Within moments, your vision blurred, the room stretching and warping as a strange dizziness took hold. Panic clawed at your chest, your limbs feeling impossibly light. Then—

You shrank. Rapidly. Terrifyingly. One second you were standing, and the next, the world towered over you like a new, terrifying landscape. Your hands flailed in disbelief. When Caleb reached out instinctively, his large, gentle fingers enveloped you like a cradle. You barely came up to the length of his palm, your tiny form trembling as you clung to his skin for balance.

“No way! It worked!” Aizen’s voice rang out, a mixture of triumph and excitement, sending a shiver down your now-miniature spine.

Caleb’s fingers brushed against you almost absentmindedly, each contact sending sharp, ticklish shocks through your tiny body. You squirmed instinctively, heart racing. The warmth of his skin, the looming shadow of his hand, the soft hum of his breath—it was all overwhelming. Your mind raced: Had they really planned this? Did they really mean for you to shrink? Or was it just another one of Aizen’s experiments gone disturbingly right?

You clung to Caleb’s hand, tiny and vulnerable, realizing that for the first time in years, your role as protector had flipped. And as you looked up at the triumphant smirk on Aizen’s face, the terrifying thrill of being completely at their mercy settled over you.

▷BL◁▷Good luck!◁