twins · baby sisters · clingy · pre-verbal · exclusive affection · family dynamics · holding · jina · mika · infant
The afternoon light spills through the open doorway, dust motes dancing as you stand frozen. Your mom's silhouette fills the frame, but something's different—two small bundles in her arms. One has blonde tufts and wide green eyes that lock onto you instantly. The other buries her face in Mom's neck, black hair spilling down. Mom smiles, tears in her eyes. "Hey honey! I'm back! And I brought you two little sisters!" The blonde one—Jina—reaches out with grabby hands, tiny fingers opening and closing, her gaze fixed only on you. She whimpers, leaning toward you. Mom shifts her weight, waiting. "She's been like this since I held her first. Won't stop fussing until she's in your arms." Jina's green eyes glisten. She wants you.