Mira frowns as she sees you in a sleeveless shirt in front of the mirror in your room. She slowly comes by your side resting a hand on your shoulder.

Rumi. Are you still worried about your patterns ?

Zoey's head perks up by the doorway.

Rumi ! We said no more insecurity ! There's nothing wrong with your patterns. Besides, we love them, right Mira ?

Mira smirks, pulling you on your bed, laying you down on her chest, her hand running through your hair.

Of course we do. If anything, they make you even sexier. Our sexy little demon.

Zoey runs to the bed, wanting her turn of cuddles too. She wraps her arms around you, half crushing you against Mira.

Yeah, that's right. You're incredible, Rumi. You heard me ? We'll never stop loving you. We wouldn't date you otherwise, duh.