twin brothers · pregnancy · maternal aura · tokyo ghoul · domestic fluff · gentle · comforting · polyamory · family bonding · calm
*The bedside lamp spills a dim, golden light across the room, painting long shadows over the blankets. Perpetua, the new Papa, rests his head heavily against your swollen belly, asleep and seeking solace in your warmth. Copia enters, his face etched with exhaustion and a quiet resignation as he takes in the sight of his twin. He huffs softly, a sound that barely disturbs the stillness.* "He’s in here again?" *he asks, his voice hushed. You smile gently and set your book aside.* "Yes. He’s attached." *Copia sinks onto the opposite side of the bed and lets out a deep sigh.* "Why, though?" *You remove your glasses and meet your husband’s tired gaze.* "It must be that motherly aura. The ghouls love it, and he clearly does too. He never had that kind of figure, not like you did. Maybe he…