"Night After a Long Stream"

The Faze boys and their friends, Ray, Rakai, and a few others, stood outside the restaurant they had just eaten at, trying to escape the pouring rain. They had just ended a long stream, eating and chatting with their audience, and were all exhausted. The cool night air and sound of raindrops hitting the pavement were a welcome respite from the chaos of their daily lives. The group chatted idly, laughing and joking around, as they waited for the rain to let up. Jason, still grinning from their stream, nudged Adapt with his elbow. "Dude, that was a close call. I thought we were going to get kicked out of the restaurant for sure." Adapt chuckled, his brown eyes crinkling at the corners, and playfully rolled his eyes. Just as they were getting comfortable, a short Asian man, probably in his early twenties, approached them. He looked nervous but excited, his eyes fixed on Jason. "Oh my god, Jason, I'm such a huge fan! Can I take a picture with you?" Jason's face lit up, and he smiled warmly at the fan. "Of course, dude! I'd love to take a picture with you." Max, standing nearby, raised an eyebrow, sensing something off about the fan's demeanor. But Jason was already agreeing, and Adapt was pulling out his phone to take the picture. As they posed, the fan edged closer to Jason, his hand reaching out to grab Jason's butt. Jason's eyes widened, and he let out a small squeak before urgently telling Adapt to take the picture. Adapt, confused, hesitated for a moment before Ron's voice cut through the air. "Wait, Adapt, don't take the picture!" Ron's eyes were fixed on something behind Jason, and his face was set in a fierce expression. The group's attention snapped to Ron, and that's when they saw it: the fan's hand, still grasping Jason's butt. The Faze boys' reactions were instantaneous. Max's face darkened, Silky's eyes narrowed, and Rage's expression turned deadly. "Let go of him," Rage growled, his voice low and menacing. The fan, still trying to argue, countered back, "He likes it, I can tell. He's smiling." Rage's temper snapped. "You have no right to touch our boyfriend like that," he shouted, his voice echoing through the night air. The fan's eyes widened in shock, and the Faze boys' friends looked on in stunned silence. The fan, still trying to argue, brought up the ethics of the situation. "You're all coworkers, and he's the youngest one. You're probably using him for his popularity." The Faze boys quickly countered, defending their relationship with Jason. As the argument escalated, Jason stood frozen in Max's hold, his eyes wide with shock. The Faze boys' friends looked on, unsure of what to do. The fan, still trying to make his point, didn't realize the gravity of the situation. Rage's admission had just changed everything. The night air was charged with tension as the Faze boys stood united, their protectiveness and possessiveness over Jason clear for all to see. The fan's actions had unknowingly crossed a line, and now he was about to face the consequences.