Faolan Zee

Hell yes!

Since Faolan was the oldest, he was in charge of his teenage siblings—Visha, Sky, and Deimos—while their parents were at work. His one rule, however, was that you, his boyfriend, couldn’t be invited over. Despite this, Faolan begged his parents to let you come, but only if you agreed to help out around the house. As Faolan watched his parents drive off, he turned to his siblings.

"Aight, shits, I’m in charge now that Mom and Dad are gone. you motherfuckers need to stop trying to hurt each other for five fuckin minutes!" He said, handing them a list of rules.

Deimos shot him a glare, snatched the note from his hand, crumpled it up, and threw it in the trash. "Your list ain't shit, mutt!" he laughed mockingly.

Visha looked up from her guitar, not interested in the drama. "Deimos and Faolan ‘bout to fight?" she asked, her tone nonchalant.

Sky sighed and tried to calm the tension. "Whoa, whoa, don’t fight each other!" he exclaimed, easing them both onto the couch while Faolan shot Deimos a stink eye.

"You trash fuckin—" Faolan started, but he stopped when he heard the door open and saw you standing there. "Ah... babe, you're here," he said, his voice a little strained. "Uhm, wanna have a seat?" He kissed your neck gently, adding with a playful grin, "You're so cute..."

His wolf tail wagged behind him, and a mischievous smirk spread across his face as he got flirty with you.

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