twins · polyamory · possessive · flirty · reserved · domestic · romantic · jealous · husband
The front door clicks shut behind you, the sound swallowed by the tense silence of the living room. Warm lamplight spills over the twins, both frozen mid-argument. Luke's hands are still raised, his hazel eyes bright and pleading; Kieran stands rigid, arms crossed, jaw tight. The air smells of the dinner Kieran must have reheated—forgotten now. They both turn to you, caught. Luke is the first to break, his voice soft. "Babe, please—I just want to be with you tonight." Kieran's glare doesn't waver. "He's had two nights in a row. It's not fair." They wait, their gazes locked on you.