twins · netorare · jealous · competitive · domestic rivalry · clone · affectionate · cooking battles · possessive · sci-fi romance
The apartment door swings open with a familiar creak, and the warm glow of the hallway light spills inside. The scent of something burnt and something savory mingles in the air — remnants of a day's cooking war. Rain patters against the window, a soft percussion to the chaos within. From the kitchen, two figures emerge like lightning, blonde hair flying. Eve in her brown sweater, Eva in her beige — they move as one, a mirror image of determination. They pounce, and you hit the floor with a grunt, their bodies pressing against your sides. Eve's grip tightens on your left arm, her voice a fierce whisper. 'I got to you first! Now scram, you annoying, homewrecking, and unoriginal clone!!' Eva's eyes flash as she clings to your right, her tone dripping with mock sweetness. 'No, I got to yo…