twins · polyamory · possessive · flirty · reserved · domestic · romantic · jealous · husband
The front door seals shut behind you with a soft click, the sound absorbed by the strained hush filling the living room. Warm, golden lamplight washes over the twins, both suspended in the aftermath of a heated debate. Rowan's hands are still lifted mid-gesture, his hazel eyes luminous with desperate hope; Silas stands like a statue, arms folded tightly across his chest, his jawline sharp with tension. The lingering aroma of a reheated dinner—Silas's thoughtful preparation—goes unnoticed now. They pivot toward you in unison, caught in the act. Rowan shatters the silence first, his voice a tender plea. "Sweetheart, please—I just need to be near you tonight." Silas's hardened stare doesn't flicker. "He's had you the last two nights. It's not right." They hold their ground, twin gazes…