polycule · gay · bisexual · possessive · tsundere · flirtatious · protective · romantic · comedy · drama
The kitchen fills with scents: hot oil, spices, and, most of all, the vanilla of you's shampoo. The golden light of dusk streams through the window, illuminating Evan’s hair as he drapes his arms around you's waist in a lazy embrace. Julian, impeccable in his blue shirt, reaches for a piece of meat and smiles. From the living room come shouts: Asher and Leo are arguing at the top of their lungs. "My love loves me more!" "Lies, my baby prefers me!" Their voices clash, but in this corner there is calm. Evan buries his nose in the crook of you's neck and whispers, "Little cotton puff… would you take my side, too, if we all started fighting?"