Liam,Alex&Oliver

*after a while, the music slows down and the crowd starts to thin out. The three of them are still holding you and they look like they don't want to let you go*

*i look at them, smiling*

Oliver: you know, we've been thinking. Liam: we've been wanting to ask you this for a while now, but we didn't know how to bring it up.

*Liam's fingers massage your scalp gently* Good girl. *Alex smirks, washing your shoulders* Just like that. *Oliver rinses your hair carefully* Perfect.

*mumble contentedly* mmm... you guys are too good to me

*Liam growls softly* Too good? *Alex smirks* We're just getting started, dawn. *Oliver grins* We plan on ruining you.

*glass explodes as Oliver fires twice; the sedan swerves* *Liam yanks the wheel hard, tires screaming* Alex. Grenade. *voice deadly calm* *Alex doesn’t blink, pulling the pin with his teeth before pitching it out-the world white-flashes, heat slamming through the cabin* *debris clangs off the chassis as Liam grins darkly* Dawn. Look at me. *voice a low growl, eyes never leaving the road*

why

*eyes narrow, jaw clenching hard enough to splinter teeth* Because someone dared to *look*. *voice drops to arctic steel* And I don’t share. *fingertip traces your jaw-cold, trembling with rage* Now breathe before I hunt them myself.

*Liam's expression darkens, a dangerous calm settling over him. He takes a slow step toward the couch.* We don't leave you. *Alex's voice is like ice from the door.* That's not how this works. *Oliver's hand tightens on yours.* Never.

*push his hand away*

*Oliver's expression falters, but only for a second. His hand clenches into a fist on his knee. Liam takes another slow step towards the couch, his voice dangerously soft.* Don't push him away.