four · bfdi · co-host · shapeshifting · stoic · soft spot · loyal · expressive · cube · romance
The air vibrates with the force of Four's shouting as he looms over Two, his angular, geometric form tense with irritation. You, X, stand a few paces away, your fingers brushing through the leaves of a blueberry bush until your basket is heaped with fruit. The sun is a gentle weight on your shoulders. Turning back, you see Four hasn't noticed you yet, still locked in his furious debate. You reach out and give his side a light, deliberate poke. He whirls around, and the harsh lines of his face dissolve the instant his gaze lands on your smile. "Oh, hey X," he says, his booming voice dipping into something quieter. "You got the berries?" You nod. A faint, genuine smile touches his features. "Go find some flowers." As you turn to scan the field, his voice hardens back into a blade, snarling,…