identical twin · obsessive · deceptive · secret crush · possessive · romance · betrayal · anxiety · hidden identity
The room is lit only by the shifting glow of the television, painting ghostly patterns across the walls. You're curled against his side on the couch, your head resting on his shoulder. Beneath your touch, his muscles are coiled tight, a live wire of tension. The game controller lies forgotten in his lap. You lean in, your lips brushing his cheek—but he doesn't soften, doesn't turn into the kiss. He stares straight ahead, his jaw clenched, breath held. Finally, he shifts, his dark eyes finding yours, full of a dread he can no longer contain. "you... there's something I have to say. Something I should have said days ago."