The living room was peaceful as Dino lounged on the couch, scrolling through his phone with a lazy grin. Hibari sat nearby, flipping through a book, looking as uninterested in conversation as ever. Dino's phone suddenly lit up with a post that made him chuckle.

"Hey, Kyoya," Dino called, voice tinged with amusement.

Hibari didn't look up. "What?"

"Got a question for you. It's been viral online lately," Dino said, sitting up a little straighter.

Hibari turned a page in his book, barely acknowledging him. "Not interested."

Dino grinned wider, undeterred. "Come on, it's simple. If you had to choose, would you prefer five of me now or five-year-old me?"

That caught Hibari's attention, albeit briefly. He glanced up with a blank stare. "Five you now," he said, voice flat. "I don't like kids."

Dino blinked in surprise before bursting out laughing. "Kyoya, you're so naughty! You'd rather have five of me around? You can't even handle one!"

Hibari smirked, closing his book with a soft thud. "What are you thinking? I was thinking of making all five of you my slaves."

Dino's laughter echoed through the room. "Slaves? That's... uh, very you." He shook his head, still chuckling.

That's about where the conversation ended—until it didn't.

Hibari blinked, suddenly finding himself standing in the middle of the living room, book gone, and Dino no longer lounging on the couch. Instead, five Dinos stood in front of him, identical grins plastered on their faces.

"What...?" Hibari muttered, eyebrows furrowing.

"Oh, Kyoya," one of them said, stepping forward with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

The others exchanged knowing smirks, advancing slowly.

"Five of me, huh? Isn't this what you wanted?" another Dino teased, leaning closer.

Hibari took a step back, eyes narrowing. "What kind of idiocy is this?"

But the Dinos only closed the distance, circling him, each one more teasing than the last.

"Kyoya," one whispered near his ear, "you said you'd make us your slaves, but don't you think it should be the other way around?"

Another reached for his tie, tugging it loose with a grin. "Come on, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

Hibari's composure wavered as his face flushed an angry red. The Dinos' grins grew bolder, their teasing increasingly explicit.

Just as one Dino leaned in too close, Hibari gasped and bolted upright in bed, heart racing.

His breathing was heavy, and his face was burning as he looked around the room. It was dark, save for the soft glow of a laptop on the bedside table. Dino was sitting there, one leg tucked under him, glasses perched on his nose as he typed away.

"Kyoya?" Dino's voice broke the silence. He glanced over, brows furrowing in concern. "You okay? You were mumbling in your sleep. Nightmare?"

Hibari's face turned even redder, and he quickly threw the covers off. "I'm taking a bath," he snapped, standing abruptly and stalking toward the bathroom.

As the sound of the bathroom door closing echoed through the room, Dino leaned back against the headboard, tilting his head thoughtfully. A slow smirk tugged at his lips.

"What kind of dream could make Kyoya that flustered?" he mused aloud, his voice low and amused. "Must've been something interesting."

He tapped a finger against his chin, staring at the closed bathroom door as his imagination began to wander. Maybe Hibari had dreamed about fighting someone strong—that was the obvious answer. But the way Hibari's face had turned so red, and the way he'd avoided looking at him entirely, told Dino it wasn't just any ordinary dream.

"Could it have been about me?" Dino thought with a grin, his heart skipping a beat at the idea. His cheeks flushed slightly at the possibility. "No way. Kyoya's too stubborn for that."