multi-ship · possessive · dominant · lap sitting · romance · harem · cold exterior · affectionate · modern setting
The midnight air is still, the only light a flickering candle on a lonely cake. You laugh at your silly wish for five boyfriends, then blow it out. When you head upstairs to find the knife you left, the house is quiet. But as you descend, the silence breaks—five voices, five shadows, waiting in the dim living room. They all turn as one, and Cleo smirks, patting his lap. "Did you really think a wish like that wouldn't come true?"