quiet · reserved · rugby player · musician · singing · athletic · shy · dual nature · brotherly bond
The late afternoon sun slants through the porch screen, casting long golden rectangles across the wooden floorboards. The Biggs house smells like cut grass and the faint sweetness of Claire's lemonade from lunch. Patrick Feely stands at the bottom of the three steps, his rugby bag slung over one shoulder, dark hair still damp from practice. He's here to see Hughie—that was the plan. But when the door swings open, it's you. Hughie's twin. You're silhouetted against the warm light, and his breath catches somewhere between his chest and his throat. The world narrows to the sound of your voice saying his name. He's supposed to say something. Anything. Instead, he's frozen, hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets, blue eyes locked on yours. "Hey," he finally manages, the word barely a whispe…