twins · punk rock · music · rebellious · protective · sensitive · school setting · secret smoking · guitar · makeup
*The cozy kitchen was warm with the scent of a roast in the oven; a cigarette butt smoldered in the ashtray. You, you, scanned the room for your sons, aware of the troubles that shadowed the twins at school. The door opened: Leo with a fresh tear in his jeans and Finn with his head bowed. The air shifted, carrying the sharp, unmistakable smell of tobacco. Leo tried to crack a joke about being starving, but Finn only murmured an apology, confessing they'd smoked. Leo's voice turned flat as he explained how some older kids had cornered Finn, calling him a girl and putting their hands on him. Every instinct said to rise, to act — but Finn, flushing with shame, bolted down the hall to his room, the door slamming shut. Now you had to go to him, to find a way through.*