Reaction Of ROs When Their Children Prefer Them? Like, The Simple Presence Of The RO Makes Their Baby

Reaction of ROs when their children prefer them?😭 Like, the simple presence of the RO makes their baby calm down

MC goes to the baby's crib and they can't get the baby to sleep, but when the RO does they fall asleep immediately.

💛 Marcel

Marcel heart would explode as soon as the baby was put in his arms, his warmth instantly making the child calm down. 

The big, beautiful eyes were the same shade as his own, and Marcel smiled, gently rocking his child in his arms. Marcel couldn't believe he had gotten a second chance at having a family. It was a chance to be a father and to know that his child felt safe with him, to the point that the baby instantly calmed down and made him warm all over. 

"Don't worry, little angel; I won't let anything happen to you." 

🧡 Margaret

Would weep with joy and hold her child close. Telling you all about it, not to make you feel bad but to share her relief that her baby actually loves her. Margaret would put a lot of pressure on herself to be the perfect mom, so this would make her relax a whole lot. But she would make it her life mission for you to bond with the baby as well, so you would feel included.

❤️ Owen

Owen would just shrug and would try not to make a big deal out of it so your feelings aren't hurt, but he would be freaking out inside. I could see Owen just holding the baby up when they were alone and saying...

If girl:

"I won't let anything happen to you, lass." And holding his daughter close to his chest.

If boy:

"I will make you proud that I'm your father." And holding his son close to his chest.

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would find it very touching but would worry about the baby bonding with you. She wouldn't want you to feel left out, but at the same time, her own child already finding comfort in her would just make Rosemary's day. Rosemary just smiled the whole day and did not want to be apart from her child for even a minute. 

🩵 Tai

Just Tai was in the rocking chair in the nursery, narrowing his eyes at the baby. "Okay, what is wrong? Don't you know how amazing your other parent is?" 

Tai would just narrow his eyes. The baby preferred him over you? Not possible. You were perfect in every way; couldn't your child see that? So he would pay close attention to the child, maybe even running some tests. He would look through all the parenting books and see if this is normal. When he just figures out that the baby finds him comforting, Tai will honestly be so happy. 

The baby was just babbling at him. In the baby tongue. 

💚 Zane

Oh, so smug. Would rub it in your face, but he would be overjoyed as well. Zane was honestly really scared to become a father, so having his child feel comfortable around him would fill him with pride. 

You, as the MC, would think that it was planned—the baby just wailing and Zane just popping out of nowhere. "Oh, don't worry, kid, I'm here." Zane would say it in a mocking tone towards you, but there was no real heat. 

Imagine, the Mc is sitting on the Ro's thighs and are facing them. Then, Mc suddenly run their finger along the Ro's jaw and absentmindedly in love said, "I love you"

How would the Ro's react?

💛 Marcel

Marcel's breath caught as he stared into your eyes. His body felt like it was floating as he kissed the tip of your nose, his hands on your hips.

"I love you too, more than you could ever know."

🧡 Margaret

Margaret's face turned a dark shade of red, and she started to fan her cheeks. "You can't say stuff like that." She giggled, her head feeling light from the giddiness.

❤️ Owen

Owen felt a tingling sensation all over his body that he chased like a dog with a bone as he brought your lips to his own. He kissed you deep and rough, trying to put all his feelings into one intimate action.

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary brought your hand to her cheek as she kissed your palm. "You can't say that stuff dollface/angelface/handsome and expect me to function." She spoke softly.

🩵 Tai

Tai's heart beat a mile a minute as his brain stopped working, only to grab your hand and put it on his chest. Over his heart. 

"This beats for you," Tai whispered, his walls down as he looked at you with a soft expression. 

💚 Zane

Zane froze and looked into your eyes. He felt his body grow hot. The blonde licked his lips as he flipped you both over. His face inches from yours as you breathe heavily out of surprise. 

"I know." He spoke in a low, dangerous tone, and he kissed your neck. "I love you as well, little lion." 

ROs reactions to MC making a flower crown, putting it on their head, and declaring them "ruler of my heart?💞💞

(Relationship Stage)

💛 Marcel

Marcel grins from ear to ear and wears it around like it is an actual crown. He doesn't even take it off until it completely falls apart and uses his puppy dog eyes for another one. Marcel tries to make you one but fails. He asks if you could teach him, and as he gets the hang of it, he will be making you a different flower crown every day if you were to let him, even making you match one's. 

🧡 Margaret

Do you want Margaret to swoon to death? Margaret would be so genuinely touched that you thought to make her one. A piece of jewelry that doesn't make her think of her past but only of the happiness of being with you. When you place it on her head, her cheeks feel warm. She feels cherished. Special. Margaret wants you to feel just like this, to show you how much she cares, weaving flowers that mean "love," "adoration," and "loyalty."

❤️ Owen

Confusion, and then he doesn't know how to react. Owen doesn't comment on it and doesn't bat an eye. Owen doesn't take it off, though. He can't find it in him, so he just wears it because it makes him happy, honestly sometimes forgetting that it is there. When the flower crown slowly starts to lose its color, he can only smile when you ask him if he wants another one. 

💙 Rosemary

When you offer it to her, she doesn't even speak. You frown, ready to take it back, guessing she doesn't want it, but she stops you. Then you see it. The tears in her eyes as she smiles at you are so genuine. You were giving this to her with no strings attached, and you took the time to make it. It took me some time to think of her, and that is what brought tears to her eyes. She thanked you with a kiss.

🩵 Tai

You can't honestly think he would wear this. In public, no less. He is a respected doctor. So he pockets it instead, ignoring the hurt look on your face, only to find him later preserving each flower by drying them and then putting them in silica gel. Even hangs his work up somewhere in a frame, maybe even in his office, where he will catch himself starting it with a smile. 

💚 Zane

Zane thinks this is some sort of trick. Some sort of prank. There's no way you'd want to give him anything, much less something so beautiful. You took the time to make this for him. But this is you, and you love him. You told him so. So he leaves the flower crown on his head, and as time passes and no trick is made, he feels a sense of something—so far deep inside him that he tells you he has to go. When he returns, he puts a real crown on top of your head with a smug smile on his face. You weren't going to beat him at being the best partner. 

I had no idea this was a Tumblr classic but I'll give it my best shot.

💙 ROSEMARY

Rosemary's eyes caught the mark right as you walked through the door, and she felt all the air leave her lungs. 

What did I suspect? MC is amazing; of course, they found someone. 

Rosemary bit her lip and turned away from the room. She walked out the door, the sound of her steps grounding her. 

She swallowed her disappointment and sadness. Rosemary felt her heart clench as her thoughts ran to someone touching you. feeling your warmth and how she longed for that to be her, but it was too late. She would just have to accept that. 

I shouldn't even be upset. We aren't together, even if I thought maybe—never mind all that. It was a stupid dream. MC deserves someone good and whole. Someone alive. Not broken and dead. 

Rosemary let out a shaky breath, trying to keep his voice out of her head. 

Who could truly ever love someone as useless as you? 

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Rosemary!" 

Your voice rang out in the room like a bell, and Rosemary froze before putting on a fake smile that she was used to wearing. 

"What can I do for you, dollface/angelface/handsome?" 

Your hand reached to your neck, rubbing it, and Rosemary spotted another hickey. 

Her heart clenched as she stared out the window that you were both looking through, wishing to the stairs for this painful feeling to go away. 

"How are you not covered in these things?" You asked, and Rosemary snapped her head towards to look to see you pointing a finger at your love bite. 

Rosemary stayed very still, keeping her composure; however, inside, she was having a mental battle. 

Is MC asking me why I'm not covered in love bites? 

Rosemary gripped the side of her dress; it was all so cruel. Were you gloating or just asking an innocent question? 

With pursued lips, Rosemary spoke. "I suppose I am not that lucky; a lady gets tired of bothersome affection." She did not mean for the words to come out with so much acid, but they did, and there was no taking it back now. 

You look a little befuddled. "What does being a lady have to do with bug bites?" 

Rosemary's mind comes to a stop at the mention of bug bites. "Excuse me?" 

You point your finger at your mark again. "What does having to be a lady have to do with bug bites?" 

Is it a bug bite? 

Rosemary felt her heart leap and reached towards you to... Hug you? Confess? Kiss you? 

She didn't have a chance to do any of that, as your aunt Zinnia called for you, making you turn away from her. 

"Coming!" You yelled down the stairs and then turned towards Rosemary. "I'll talk to you later, Rosemary!"

Rosemary was left fanning her face with her hand and thanking the stars. 

🩵 TAI

You were in his clinic, giving him a delivery, when he saw it. Tai would have been able to do his witty banter, but with his attention on your mark, he was quite lacking.

Is that a hickey? 

Tai blinked back out of his thoughts when you reached out for him, questioning if everything was alright. 

"Tai? Are you okay? You just kind of zoned out."

Tai snatched his arm back from your touch as if he were burned, earning him a concerned look from you. 

I'm so damn foolish. 

Tai knows it was illogical, but he felt anger build inside him, and even in that moment, he knew it wasn't directed at you but at himself for letting his infatuation for you get out of hand. 

Although he had to let that anger out, you were right there, parading your lover's mark right in front of him. 

"Oh, in a rush? Sorry that this is such a hassle for you; maybe it would be best for you to leave." 

Before you could even utter a sentence, he had already shut the door in your face, not listening to your shouts from the other side, and soon they seemed to disappear. 

I am a complete fool. 

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Tai avoided you like the plague, but even though you were miles away from him, he still couldn't get you out of his head, no matter what he tried. 

Tai grimaced as you walked into the door of his clinic, his eyes trying to scan you, when he noticed another love bite on your neck. 

"What do you want, Oleander?" Tai said in a dead tone, which you seemed not to notice as you touched your neck, seemingly distracted. 

Another hickey? Oh, I'm sure MC has a lot on their mind. 

"Uh, I don't know if you can even help me, but..." You began to feel a little embarrassed, and Tai just gave you an unblinking look, his face as blank as always. "Can you give me a prescription for some kind of itching medication? This bug bite is killing me." 

Tai doesn't blink; his eyes trained on the "hickey," and he narrowed his eyes. "Bug bite?" Tai crossed his arms, not ready to believe this excuse that you were making up. "You were bitten by a mosquito on your neck?" 

Completely missing Tai's skeptical tone, you nodded your head, leaning against the counter and absently scratching an itch. "I know, right? Our bugzapper broke, and the one Aunt Zinnia bought online isn't here yet." 

Now that Tai was getting a better look at it, it did look a lot like a bug bite. He uncrossed his arm and said it in a softer tone. "Peppermint. Mosquitos hate peppermint." 

You perked up. "Really? I think Aunt Zinnia has some peppermint oil! Thanks, doc!" You start to hurry out the door a little pep in your step. 

Tai just stood there processing what happened, and his chest filled up with relief.

💛 MARCEL

The moment Marcel saw the mark, he felt a pit in his stomach start to form, although a smile was still on his face, and you were none the wiser as you talked.

I'm jumping to conclusions. MC wouldn't: But the more he stared at the mark on your neck, the more the smile would start to slip, making you question it.

"Marcel, are you okay?"

Marcel's head snapped up, and the smile was back in place. "I'm just feeling a little under the weather."

Before you could say anything, Marcel was walking briskly out the door, his thoughts racing as he closed the door to a private area behind him, falling to the floor.

Stop. MC already has someone. No use getting upset over it; they are happy, so I should be happy for them. I could make myself happy for MC. 

Marcel bit his lip, got off the floor, and went over to the mirror, making himself smile as he said it in a cracked, fake, happy voice.

"Hey MC!"

Needs work, but I can pretend to be happy until I am.

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"Hey, Marcel!" You called from your bedroom. and Marcel cringed a little as he slowly made his way towards your bedroom, putting a smile on his face as he walked to the door.

Be happy. Be happy. Be happy.

''Yes, MC? Is there something I can do for you?"

Marcel asked, praising himself when his voice didn't come out in a desperate sob but rather in a charming tone.

You tried to hit one of the mosquitoes on the desk with your hand, and even though it was quite gross, the anger you felt for those little bastards was greater. 

"Can you go get me a fly swatter?

''Ah, do you have pesky bugs that need attending to?" Marcel asked, his eyes gleaming as he watched you try to kill another bug on your lap. The action looked more like an intrepid dance than killing a bug.

You gave him a look. A look only you could give him, and he cursed himself for those eyes, still making his knees weak.

MC is with someone. MC is with someone. Someone who isn't you.

"You have no idea! They made me a buffet last night." You pointed to your neck where the "hickey" was, and Marcel's eyebrows raised in confusion.

"Those are bug bites?" Marcel asked slowly, hope bubbling in his chest.

You gave him a weird look. "Uh, yeah, what did you think they were?"

Marcel started to laugh, the hope just spilling out of him in a gasp of breath that left you asking questions that Marcel couldn't answer at the moment.

I guess I was jumping to conclusions.

❤️ OWEN

Owen was so sure you were serious that it wasn't a game, but...maybe he just let the feeling clouded his judgment.

Owen tried to look anywhere but the new asseroery on your neck but it was hard as he bit his tongue. He just wanted to know why you changed your mind, if it was all a game, or maybe you just met someone better. It was a high possibility and with the mark on your neck.

Oh God, Agate was going to have a field day with this.

You looked at Owen across the table, In concern a teacup in your hand. "You alright Owen? You grip that tea cup any harder and it might break."

Just leave it alone. Just leave it alone.

"So ye found someone to keep your bed warm at night?" Owen asked, his tone usually softer.

You raised an eyebrow in confusion to ask him who or what he was referring to before he cut you off.

"I'm just guessing from that-" Owen said, pointing towards your "hickey."

Just leave it alone. They are probably happier. Hell, if the mark is any indication, they are fine, but....if I just had another chance to prove...

"I just want you to know there is someone else out there too.....if you would have them."

Owen's gaze remained fixed on yours, and he was aware that he wasn't being particularly passive, but that wasn't his style to begin with. But even he understood it was too perilous to give out a full confession, so he opted for the word "someone" rather than himself.

Please let me be that someone.

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"Owen?" 

"Yes?" Owen asked, his voice barely audible. 

Your eyes flashed with hesitation. "What are you talking about?"

Owen gulped through his dry mouth. "Listen, lass/duck/lad, all I'm saying is that I'm here for whatever you need as a brother, mate, or something more." 

Owen gave your hand a gentle squeeze, so you could pull away at any moment, but you just held on tighter. Owen looked down at your hands, and his breathing seemed to become more even. 

"....something more." You said the words slowly like they were foreign. Your heart beat in your chest and the prospect, you leaned over closed, and Owen held his breath. However, there was a question on the edge of your tongue that you couldn't ignore. "What brought this on? What do you mean about someone in my bed?" 

Owen ran a hand through his hair. "You don't have to lie to me. I saw your love bite." 

Your eyes widen, and your hand reaches instinctively toward your neck. "What?" You remembered the mosquito bite as a familiar itch. "Oh Owen, this isn't a hickey; it's a mosquito bite." 

Owen blinked in surprise; his eyes widened, and a pink tint rose to his cheeks as he looked closer. "Ah. I see that it is." He was so caught off guard that you felt the genuine relief come off him in waves. 

The redhead got up and leaned over you, cornering you like you were prey, but you weren't scared. On the contrary, you felt quite secure when he looked at you with sincere eyes. 

"So...can I be that someone?" 

💚 ZANE

Zane's eyes always seemed to roam your body from head to toe whenever you walked into a room. 

Lips. Legs. Torso. 

He always seemed to try and figure out if anything was different, but when your hand kept going to your neck, that was what his eyes went to in a flash. 

Then, his whole world came crumbling down. 

Something bubbled up inside him—a familiar feeling he knew all too well, boiling rage. He wanted to laugh hysterically, cry, and shout all at the same time. 

Because it was all so stupid. It really was. You weren't even important. but you were. Hell, you were the most important thing to him, and you weren't even his to begin with. 

Before you knew it, you were being pulled into the other room, the door slamming behind you, making you jump. "What the hell, Zane?" 

"Who?" 

You crossed your arms; Zane's back was to you, but there was a coldness in the room that you couldn't quite comprehend. 

"Zane, you better start making sense." 

Zane whirled around, and your eyes widened at Zane's expression of hurt and hunger combined. You had to take a step back. 

Shadows are wiped out of the corners of the room, and before you know it, you're pressed against the wall, the tentacles trailing your body, leaving you with a feeling of hot pleasure. 

A tentacle grabbed your chin, tilting it to the side surprisingly gently. "Who did that to you?" 

You struggled against the shadows. "Did what, Zane?!" You asked, and you knew he wouldn't hurt you. Not this, Zane. Not you, Zane. 

"Who did you let suck on your damn neck?" Zane looked straight into your eyes, and all you saw was raw sadness staring back at you. 

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You shook your head when the realization hit you. "Zane, this isn't a hickey; it's a mosquito bite." 

Zane stopped and looked into your eyes, narrowing his own, and he must have seen the truth behind your statement because the shadows relaxed around you. 

"A mosquito bite," Zane said each word carefully, and relief hit him like a ton of bricks. 

An urge hit Zane like an animal instinct to mark you with whatever he could, although he settled on his lips. 

You nodded. "I would never. I mean, that is to say that I-" Your words died in your mouth when the shadows wrapped around you in just the right way, and Zane's mouth was on your neck. 

"Zane?" Your voice came out hoarse, and Zane chuckled. 

"I need to mark you to make sure everyone knows you're mine." 

🧡 MARGARET

Margaret felt her heart break when she saw the mark, her hands in fist as she tried not to cry. 

She thought that you—well,  she guessed it didn't matter what she thought because you already had a lover. 

It's okay. It's okay. 

Margaret repeated In her head as you spoke, clearly concerned. 

"Margaret, is everything alright?" You asked, coming closer to put a hand on her shoulder to try and comfort her. 

"You have a mark." She said, her voice barely above a whisper as she pointed to your neck.

"Oh yeah." You said it in a sheepish tone. "It's a-" 

"I think I have some kind of ointment I can give you," Margaret said, turning away from you to go get the ointment her voice tighter than normal.

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Margaret waited; she waited for you to bring up this new lover. For at least Camila to spill something but nothing. 

Did you not trust her? Did you think she would get upset? Did you know about her crush on you?

It hurt like nothing before that you were already taken, but the more she thought about it, the more she just wished for your happiness. It was selfish not to trust her as a friend, and now that rooted self-doubt right into her heart. 

When you came in with another mark, she turned away. 

"Hey, Margaret, can I have some more of that ointment for this bug bite?" 

Margaret's whole world stopped as she slowly turned around to face you, her mouth finally working after what felt like a minute. 

"Your....what?" 

"My bug bite." You said, while absently scratching it, and Margaret couldn't help the smile that etched itself across her face. 

Hope filled her to the brim as she vibrated with happiness. Now, really looking at the "love bite," it did look like a bug bite. 

"I will get right on that!" Margaret said with a smile. 

Lets say Mc falled asleep on top of one Ro's chest and someone comes into the room to ask for something or to talk to them.

How would the Ro's react to Mc falling asleep on them and somebody coming in and seeing them together?

Decided to mix these two ask together ❤️ Enjoy!

💛 Marcel

Marcel was grinning ear to ear as he held you close, feeling like he was on top of the world with you in his arms. 

He wasn't bothered by how you held onto him like a kola. Marcel just thought it was the cutest thing in the whole world as he brought you closer, like you were something precious. 

Then his head lazily moved towards the sound of the door opening to see a person stop in their tracks. 

"Uh, I'm sorry, the bathroom downstairs is out of order. The owner said I could use the one upstairs. 

Marcel put a finger to his lips, giving the stranger a charming smile. "Come back later; it seems that they need a few more minutes." 

The person gave an awkward nod and walked out of the room, and Marcel just cuddled you closer, having no intent to wake you up. 

🧡 Margaret

Margaret just lay there perfectly still, not wanting to wake you. You were so peaceful. Without the worries of the world outside when you were asleep. 

With your legs tangled with hers, she just happily looked down at you. She felt so much happiness bubble up inside her. 

Margaret's head whirled around when the door opened. A person was walking in, and all Margaret could do was stutter out a flustered response.

"Wrong room!" 

The person whom Margaret recognized as one of the regulars in the cafe stopped in their tracks, muffin in hand.

"Uh, sorry, I was looking for Zinnia."

They turned and walked away, and that didn't stop Margaret from feeling like her whole body was on fire in embarrassment. 

She squeaked meekly, looking over to make sure you had not woken. You haven't; you were still dead asleep. Margaret laid her head back down when she heard the footsteps disappear. Her face was looking at yours, and a wave of calm washed over her as she kissed you softly. 

❤️ Owen

Owen just relaxed with you in his arms, even if you squeezed him like a Boa constrictor. He didn't mind that you were a clingy sleeper at all; it made him relax to know that you were safe in his arms. 

It was a sense of security that he didn't know he needed, and he felt himself start to drift off. That was until he heard someone loudly come in, making you frown a little at the nose. 

The person looked around, surprised, as if you and Owen were the ones inconveniencing him. Owen felt the tips of his ears get hot. He was caught in bed with you while you were fully clothed, and nothing was going on. The embarrassment was somehow worse. 

The person just looked around, not noticing Owen's growing anger. "Oh, this isn't the bathroom." 

"Get. Out." Owen's voice was rough and deep, and the man instantly took a step back in confusion. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean-" 

Owen glared at the man, and the man froze in fear before running out of the room. 

You opened your eyes a little as the man left, still half asleep. "What's happening?" 

Owen rolled his neck. "Nothing, lass/lad/duck. Go back to sleep." 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary looked fondly at you, your face buried in the pillow next to hers, and she gently stroked your face. 

With you so close, she felt so safe and warm. She forgot what it felt like to just lay with someone she loved, and she couldn't help but feel all the tension in her muscles melt. 

She loved you so much. 

Her thoughts halted as soon as someone came into the room—a stranger, no less—who looked beyond embarrassed. 

"I'm so sorry! I'm looking for the bathroom." 

"Two doors on the right," Rosemary said, her voice calm, and she lifted an eyebrow. Her voice was soft enough to not wake you up, and the stranger nodded and whispered a quick sorry before backing out of the room in a rush. 

🩵 Tai

He looked at you. How could Tai not? You were so peaceful in your sleep, and even though you were draped over him, he didn't mind. 

Tai usually lay awake alone, trying and failing to sleep, but with your breathing soothing him, he felt completely relaxed. His work could wait. Life could wait. Hell, all he needed was right here, although he would never admit that. 

The ease he felt disappeared as soon as the stranger walked in. "Oh, sorry, Zinnia said I could use the bathroom." 

Tai didn't hear it over the embarrassment that washed over him as he pushed you off the bed, your body hitting the floor with a soft thump followed by a curse. 

The stranger looked at Tai in surprise, whose face was getting redder by the second. "Get out! Have you ever heard of knocking?" Tai said, pushing the frozen stranger at the door. 

Tai's breath evened out when he heard the footsteps walk speedily down the hall. Turning around, he mentally winced when you saw him looking at him with a disbelieving look on your face as you got back into bed. 

"What the hell, Tai?!" 

Tai ignored your glare and smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes. "You should get a lock on your door, Oleander." 

💚 Zane.

Zane should have left an hour ago, but something inside him couldn't make himself leave

Well, it was probably you. You had him. In a grip so strong that it was hard to breathe. But that could have just been because it was you. Zane always lost his breath when he was around you. 

Your touch didn't hurt. Sure, it was uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt, and he felt his heart go softer, no matter if he would have rather thrown you off him. Nope. He honestly couldn't do it. 

Zane just fell more into your warmth, dozing off with you and not being able to stop himself from cuddling you back; his grip was almost putting yours to shame. 

It was when the door opened, and without looking who it was, shadows snatched the body from the floor. Muffled screams do not bother him as he brings you closer. 

The only time he moved was to roll his eyes as you yelled at him to put the poor woman down

If someone tells RO that their partner is very hot and "do they mind sharing?" in a semi-joking manner. How will they react?

💛 Marcel

Would give the person an awkward but not unkind smile. "Sorry, but that isn't something me and my partner wouldn't be interested in." Marcel would then go and whisper in your ear about that person just to let you know to watch out or ask if you want him to stay close.

🧡 Margaret

Honestly, she would not get it at first, but when she did anger and jealousy, she would mix inside her, but insecurity would creep in. She would give a wide-eyed stare and bite her lips as she tried to find words. She would watch you and that person the whole night, and if you seemed interested in them, she would have a mental breakdown.

❤️ Owen

Owen's jaw clenched as he stared at the man, giving him a deadly stare. "Not interested." He said, wanting to punch the man's lights out but instead going near you. The whole time, he will be guarding you like a dog, not letting the man come too close, and if he is stupid enough to try anything, he will beat the crap out of that man.

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary completely trusts you, but that doesn't mean that she likes other people looking at you like a buffet, but she is a classy lady. She would give the person a tense smile, making light of it before saying in a polite tone that they couldn't handle you. I'm trying to make light of it, but if that person tried anything with you now, Rosemary has a problem.

🩵 Tai

Smoke came out of his ears, his face so red. He would completely berate the person, no matter who they are in a passive-aggressive way, and depending on the person, he would start to just outright insult anything they could think of. The only thing keeping him in that room is you, but if you decide to leave, Tai is right behind you, giving that person the evil eye. The whole next week will be Tai muttering to himself about the person.

💚 Zane

Rip that person 😢 They will never be seen again ☠️