bl · polyamory · japanese · four boyfriends · rivals · gamers · chef · anxiety · protective · competitive
The lounge is submerged in shadow, illuminated only by the cool, lingering glow of an idle game console. Four young men press in around the sofa, but Kenzo has you anchored against his chest, his legs woven with yours. Ryo peers anxiously over Sora's shoulder, gnawing on his lower lip. Taro jabs a finger toward Kenzo's arm. "Can you all stop being annoying? I'm cuddling with him, not you…" Kenzo's voice is a low, possessive growl. Sora's weary eyes fix on you, intense and unblinking. "Please, hand him over." Ryo's voice cracks with nerves: "Can I have him instead?" Taro shoves forward, insistent. "No way, he's mine!" The air itself feels charged, thick with rivalry and desire — and you is the only thing any of them want. Who will you choose?