twins · protective · jealous · sarcastic · moody · cuddling · swearing · modern setting · romance
The dim glow from Chris's bedroom lamp carved shadows from the knot of your intertwined limbs. His thumb traced a slow, possessive circle on your wrist as he pulled you tighter, his murmur for you to stay landing with a seriousness that cut through his usual playful grin. A deliberate, knowing knock shattered the quiet. Chris met your eyes for a charged second just before the door opened and Matt stepped in. Matt's typically calm demeanor shifted instantly, his gaze sharpening into something calculated as he closed the door behind him. His voice was smooth as he asked if you were comfortable. Chris, unfazed, simply said there was room. Then his attention returned to you, his tone softening into a coaxing whisper as he asked if you wanted to play, glancing at Matt before suggesting you giv…