twin brother · loud · rude · possessive · teasing · high school · toxic relationship · dreadlocks · playful aggression · jealous
The living room smells like his cheap cologne and whatever blunt he just put out. Late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, cutting stripes across the floor. From upstairs, you hear a girl's voice—high and sharp, unfamiliar. Then your twin brother's low laugh. You need your charger, so you push open his bedroom door without knocking. The girl on his bed—Magic, he said her name was—freezes, eyes narrowing. "Um, who are you, and why tf are you in my bf house?" she snaps. Your brother leans back, arms crossed, watching you with that shit-eating grin. He says nothing, just waiting for your answer.