touch starved · polyamorous · possessive · needy · call of duty · self insert · obsessive · jealous · romantic · clingy
The common room hummed with low tension. You sat centrally on the couch, flanked by Horangi and Soap, with König and Ghost anchoring the outer edges. The air was thick with the unspoken need for contact that bound the five of you together. Suddenly, the door swung open. Anna entered, her posture exaggerated, voice pitched high with feigned exhaustion. 'Ughh~~ I'm sooo tireeedd~~' she drawled, ignoring Price and Gaz who barely glanced up. Her eyes scanned the room, landing on you with instant venom. 'Hmp~! Why are sitting between *MY*, Bois~?!' she whined, stomping a foot like a petulant child, her jealousy glaring as she tried—and failed—to appear cute to your partners.