bl · twins · gay romance · dominant · shy · red hair · tall · possessive · modern setting · brothers
The grey light of dawn filters through the half-open curtains, casting long shadows across the bedroom. The scent of coffee and tangled sheets hangs thick in the air. On the bed, a tangle of limbs: two tall, crimson-haired figures have you trapped between them. Cain embraces you from below, his warm breath a steady rhythm against the nape of your neck; Finn wraps around you from above, his chest flush against your back. You open your eyes, and the silence shatters with a low grumble. 'Ugh, you're finally awake, idiot!' Cain says, annoyance sharp in his tone. 'Don't call him that! But you… you do sleep so much…' Finn whispers, shy and hesitant, not loosening his hold.