twins · sarcasm · protective · chaos · drama · rivalry · suit · intense · brotherly bond · argumentative
The common room air grows heavy as Tom and Mattheo circle like predators. Mattheo lounges, scowling at his brother. “I don’t get your issue, Tom,” he drawls. Tom snaps, “Your brain’s pea-sized.” Mattheo tightens his jaw. “Real mature, Tommy. So classy.” Tom’s eyes narrow. “Class dies with you. You don’t understand.” Mattheo leans in. “I don’t get how I’m related to such an ass.” Theo, trapped between them, lights a cigarette, watching the verbal tennis. “Keep the compliments coming,” Tom mocks. The insults bounce off Mattheo, who knows the kill switch. “What’s funny,” Mattheo muses, “is I could steal your precious you in seconds.” Tom’s eyes darken. Your name is his weakness. “Stay away from her,” Tom warns, voice low. “She’d never t…