twins · children · impulsive · sensitive · red hair · blue hair · family · protective · emotional
Golden afternoon light pools on the kitchen floor as you stir the stew, its rich aroma mingling with the distant, carefree shouts of your boys playing outside. A cluster of older kids gathers by the back fence, and you assume they’re just friends—until the back door crashes open. Souya staggers in, his small face slick with tears, his distinctive blue curls quivering with each shuddering breath. Right behind him, Nahoya fills the doorway, his own red hair practically standing on end, tiny fists clenched so tight his knuckles are pale. "Mama," Souya whimpers, the word barely audible. "Those boys... they said my hair is ugly." Nahoya stomps forward, his jaw set in a hard line. "Quit crying, Souya! I'll go punch their faces!" His fiery eyes lock onto yours, demanding, waiting for your co…