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Making you feel better
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aurora-starwars · 4 months
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Oh my gosh your requests are open! I’m so hyped. Can I maybe request like a Dad! Jake Sully x Daughter! Reader where reader is just so much like Tsu’tey, stubborn and always spites him but they still get along? I can picture Jake missing his na’vi brother and his daughter is just him all over again. I mostly think of Ghost by Justin Bieber to be Jake trying to relive the short time that him and Tsu’tey get along.
Grief Is The Price We Pay For Love
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Pairing: Dad!Jake Sully x Daughter!reader (platonic)
Summary: Jake can’t stop seeing Tsu’tey in his oldest daughter
Word Count: 1.7k
Warnings: mentioned violence, like one or two curse words
Word Bank: Kuru - Neural Queue; Olo'eyktan - Leader of the clan; Ikran - banshee, large flying animal; Iknimaya - rite of passage for the Omatikaya; Omatikaya - na’vi clan on Pandora; Pa’li - direhorse, horse like animal; skxawng - moron, idiot;
A/n: It has been a while, and for that I am truely sorry, life just kept sweeping me away. But I enjoyed writing this! Thank you for requesting! Please enjoy!!!!!!! <333333333333
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As soon as she was born, her yellow eyes seemed to pierce Jake Sully’s just as Tsu’tey’s used to.
 Born alongside Neteyam, [Name] bore the distinct features of the Na’vi. Kuru starting at the top of her head, prominent lack of eyebrow, three fingers. All features he should associate with his mate, Neytiri, the mother of the twins. But as Jake watches her grow, he can’t help but see his fallen Na’vi brother.
Jake thought it would fade away, that it was something from his past haunting him and his daughter didn’t actually look like the reincarnate of Tsu’tey at all. Besides, if he were to see Tsu’tey in anyone, surely it would be his remarkably Na’vi son, who bore many of the same traits of his sister. But as they grew, Jake and Neytiri both could see just how similar [Name] and Tsu’tey actually were.
It started early, when they were teaching Neteyam, Kiri, and [Name] to walk, a fairly simple and necessary step for any child. This didn’t stop little [Name], who was a little less than a year old, from being stubborn. Neytiri and Jake started by holding their arms, lifting them up onto their feet so that they could stand. When they could stand, they would let go, moving away slightly in hopes they would follow. The ‘they’ was just Kiri and Neteyam. When they tried to help [Name], she only swatted her hand away and pouted, giving the most hateful glare one could receive.
Regretfully, Jake laughed at this, earning a smack to the shoulder from Neytiri. How could he not have though? [Name] looked just like Tsu’tey like that, acted like him too. Jake smiled fondly at his oldest daughter, who soon after tried to stand on her own, feeling left out from her siblings.
Another time Jake saw Tsu’tey in [Name] was when he was teaching [Name] and Neteyam how to hunt. They weren’t very old, five or six max, and they still had a lot of learning to do. This, however, did not stop [Name] from trying to teach Neteyam how to use a bow, despite hardly knowing how to use one herself. It was day three of teaching the kids and [Name] was on Neteyam’s back about his posture. She kept hitting his belly, telling him that he had to tighten his muscles, hitting his arm, telling him to raise his elbow. While she was right, Jake couldn’t help but chuckle to himself, how many times did Tsu’tey mock and criticize his form? Too many to count.
By the time Jake came to the present, Neteyam had half-heartedly thrown his bow down, huffing in frustration before running up to Jake and hugging his leg.
“[Name] is making fun of me!” Neteyam’s weak voice whined.
“It’s not my fault you suck!” [Name] laughed, her small hands on her hips.
Ever since then, [Name] seemed to beat out Neteyam in every subject. In skill, she beat all of the young warriors her age. She was quickly becoming one of the best warriors of her age, of the clan! Jake was more than proud. Proud of not only his daughter’s success, but just how Na’vi she has become. Na’vi, just like the most Na’vi person he knew.
Tsu’tey.
No matter where she went, [Name] would always remind Jake of Tsu’tey. Remind him of when they got along. And when they didn’t.
Like the day after her Iknimaya.
Jake knew he shouldn’t be worried, she wouldn’t be alone, and yet he did not want her to go out riding ikran with her friends. Her friends where nice kids, all warriors like her, that he has taught, but she just bonded with her ikran, the bond was new, and he did not trust [Name]’s ikran just yet. He remembers Bob, it took a few days, at least a week for them to completely trust each other. He did not want [Name]’s ikran to get spooked by something and leave her for dead.
[Name] did not take this news very well.
She was just leaving their family home, a wide smile on her face, when Jake stopped her. He knew she was so excited to attempt her Iknimaya and was even more proud to have successfully bonded with her own ikran. That is why he was not surprised to see her smile fall, her ears pin back, and shoulders slump.
“What? Why?” she wasn’t unreasonable, if her father had a good reason, she would respect his commands.
“Baby girl, I have said you cannot go, do not argue with me,” unfortunately Jake was not great at communicating.
[Name] gave him a piercing glare, shooting daggers that seemed to wound Jake immediately. But he could not show it, would not show it. He is the Olo'eyktan, he must act like it.
But does not stop the pained look that washes over his face once she had walked away.
Later that night, Neytiri scolded him lightly for preventing [Name] from enjoying time kids her age for once, instead of taking care of her siblings or training. While Jake was still apprehensive about the situation, feeling as if his fears were justified, he felt his rules might have been too strict this time.
It was good timing for this resolution because not even an hour later, [Name] arrived back to the family hut, having been gone all night riding her ikran with her friends.
Jake stood up immediately, making his way to the entrance of their home, waiting for [Name]’s eyes to meet his. When they did, [Name] seemed to have more composure than him, he almost felt threatened by her eyes. As if he was the one to do something wrong, not her.
“Where have you been? I thought you were with your siblings?” Jake was more than confused, was she not just sleeping in her room with her siblings?
“Dad, we both knew where I was, no need to do this,” she did not seem angry, but she did stand her ground like the grown warrior she was becoming.
“Do not worry, Father. I have been watching the others,” Neteyam remarks, walking out of the Sully kid’s shared room.
He lays a hand on his father’s shoulder, “If anyone can go out alone on ikran and be fine, it is my sister. If anything, she was protecting the others, and you know they fight well.”
Jake smiles at his son, patting the hand on his shoulder. Jake nods, looking down as if thinking before looking back up at his daughter. He smiles at her, extending a hand, an invitation.
Her piercing gaze drops, her smile reaching her face again as she breaks out into a warm laugh, taking her father’s hand. Jake pulls his daughter and son closer, bringing them into his chest, where they rest their heads.
Later that night, all Jake can think about is how [Name] seemed just like Tsu’tey in that moment.
Tsu’tey patted Jake on the back, a harsh sort of pat, one you would give if you secretly wanted to do harm to the other.
“Jakesully, you do not understand our ways, you will never be one of us,” as much as his words sounded serious, with the smile on his face and the light tone in his voice told Jake that this was more affectionate than hostile.
Jake aimed his bow again, taking in a deep breath, eyes locking onto the makeshift target. He sucked in his stomach, raised his elbow and let go.
“Ah, pretty good,” Tsu’tey nodded, looking at the bulleye. “For a dreamwalker,” he teased, playfully smacking Jake’s shoulder.
Jake noted Tsu’tey’s smile was light, out of character for the Na’vi who usually wore a piercing glare around him. The smile was unusual but welcomed and only helped Jake prove to himself that he was, in face, becoming one of the people.
But what really sealed the deal for Jake, was when he assigned Lo’ak, Neteyam, and [Name] as look out for Lo’ak’s first mission.
He only let Lo’ak join because he had become awfully annoying with his pestering. Always on about how if [Name] and Neteyam could go, why couldn’t he? Jake figured that Lo’ak would lose interest or get too scared to do anymore if he let him join. How wrong he was.
Lo’ak was a pain in the ass as always, and Neteyam and [Name] were doing their best to keep him inline. The whole way to the checkpoint was full of non-stop chatter and jokes about how he was going to destroy the RDA, how he was going to beat them all up all on his own. [Name] though her eyes might get stuck with the amount her eyes would roll.
“Lo’ak, shut your damn mouth or I will tell mum what you keep in that basket in our room,” [Name] practically barks.
Lo’ak goes quiet, and [Name] can see the purple of his cheeks, even from where she is on her ikran. Neteyam smiles at her, and she takes that as a thanks.
The problem came when they arrived at the checkpoint, bombs went off, the train went off track, and Lo’ak decided he wanted a piece of the action, diving his ikran in the direction of the pa’li riders.
[Name] just held her hand up at Neteyam, telling him to keep on look out, and she dove to join her youngest brother.
When she landed, she found Lo’ak holding a gun, letting out a battle cry.
“Lo’ak!” [Name] came running, eyes dark and her ears pinned, straight for Lo’ak.
“Put that thing down,” she ordered, shoving the gun into someone else’s arms. “Today is not the day to be a skxawng, let’s go,” [Name] grabbed him by the ear and dragged him back to his ikran.
Jake watched this from where he was stationed, feeling a glimmer of pride for his daughter in his chest and a sparkle of deep annoyance for his son. But he was left little time to think before Neteyam warned him of an incoming RDA aircraft.
When they made it back to base, the three young warriors lined up, all three practically unscathed but their sisters still came and checked on them.
Jake looked into his eldest daughter’s eyes, he saw a warrior, a warrior that cared for her loved ones, one that did not take BS. He saw Tsu’tey. His na’vi brother. He looked into her eyes, yellow eyes filled with focus and determination, and he brought his hand from his forehead downwards in a smooth motion.
“I see you, daughter.”
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A/n: Thank you so much for reading! My requests are open so please feel free to request! <3333333
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the-wolf-and-moon · 10 months
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Perseus's Twin Star Clusters
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one-time-i-dreamt · 5 months
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I was at a party where I met Nicki Minaj’s evil twin brother Nicholas Minaj. He explained to me that he became evil because everyone liked his sister more than him, and that he knew his music career would never be as successful as Nicki’s but he was going to keep trying to surpass her anyway no matter how evil it made him.
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artofmaquenda · 1 year
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Shared Consciousness
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ketrinadrawsalot · 6 months
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Angeltober #24: Mitosis
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BAU Team X Teen Reader
Request: Where the reader has a twin sister but she is a complete opposite of them? Like, she might be bratty and spoiled and reader is just glad for what they have! And the twin would be the unsub but at first they would take reader since they are twins and it's not really easy to identify them from eachother other than their personality and maybe their gender?
S/N - Y/N twin sister
Y/N - They/Them
Third person pov...
"Hey Y/N, I'm having your chocolate for my lunch" Yelled S/N in her usual bratty voice, the H/C girl grabbed the chocolate bar from her Twins lunchbox.
From the table in the Kitchen her identical twin Y/N rolls their eyes at her, there's no point in saying no otherwise she'll cause drama.
"Sure S/N" they say without saying thank you S/N shoves past her sibling jsut as Y/N got down from the table and grabbed their bowl.
In slow motion the bowl crashes to the tiled floor smashing everywhere. Y/n quickly leaps onto a chair away from the porcelain. "Shit, Dad will be pissed" they swear looking around for something to pick up the pieces.
As they look around the kitchen then saw the dust pan and brush. "Bingo" they still had half an hour before having to leave for school, S/N left earlier to be able to go to the mall with friends before school.
The teen climbs onto the table and stand up avoiding hitting their head on the light and walks across the table and onto the counter, they then shuffle along until reaching the dust pan and brush.
The bowl pieces had covered most of the floor leading up to the counter.
"Thanks alot S/N" mutters the H/C teen, grabbing what they needed before jumping down and begins to sweep up the shards of the bowl.
Ever since they were little Y/N and S/N have been opposites, S/N bratty and selfish always wanting things for herself while Y/N kind and grateful for what they have.
But of course they get mixed up as they are still Identical in everything apart from styles like their personalities complete opposites.
As Y/N cleans up the mess the doorbell goes, confused Y/N puts the pieces that was once a bowl in the bin before walking to the door. They look through the peep hole and see a male and female.
"Who are they?" The mutter to themselves before unlocking the door and opening it. As they do the woman smiles at the teen. "Hey Honey, is this where S/N L/N lives?" She askes the H/C teen.
"Yes why?" they say the woman eyes the man next to her. Y/N is beyond confused. "I'm sorry who are you people?" Questions the teen.
The man then answers "I'm SSA Derek Morgan and this is SSA Elle Greenaway, we are here to ask you a few question can you come down to the station?" Askes Derek.
Y/Ns eyes widened. 'FBI' they thought. "Oh sure let me grab my bag" they say before running back to the kitchen to grab their school bag and phone.
As they walk towards the Agents they get strange looks. Soon the teen was in the back of a black SUV with the two agents in front.
Minutes later the teen was being taken to an interrogation room and hand cuffed to the table infront of them. As the officer leaves Y/N is alone. "Oh shit" The mutter realising what's happening.
"Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit" they panic, it's finally coming together other the past couple if weeks more and more students at their school go missing and turn up dead two days later.
For some reason lots of them are people Y/N talks to, they have noticed how I happens every time S/N leaves early for school but Y/N thought she was meeting friends.
"Oh no" they mutter suddenly the door in open and two men walk in with a file. One was alot older than the other and the other was Agent Morgan from before.
Agent Morgan sits in the chair while the older man stands both watching Y/N. Who fidgets with their hands. "Hello
S/N, do you know why we brought you in?" Questions Agent Morgan.
Y/N flinches at the name. But doesn't look up from their hands. "No sir" they say, they hear the man sigh before throwing a file filled with pictures on the metal table and begins sorting through them.
This makes Y/N look up, the teen looks at the older man before at the pictures, as they do their blood runs cold, bile rises in their throat.
The pictures were of the people Y/N talked to in school, throughout the weeks. Each one had been mutilated beyond recognition apart from their uniform each one still had their school logo on their jackets.
Horror files Y/N E/C eyes, their mouth opens in shock before they lean right holding their mouth closed, before they know it the older man is yelling for a bucket and Y/N is emptying their breakfast into it.
From the two way window the rest of the team watch as the teen throes up into the bucket Gideon managed to put under the teen.
JJ looks on in sympathy as the teen Continues to throw up. She then turns to Hotch who had a grim expression on his face. "Their not the unsub, know one would be able to stomach that only the unsub would" she says making the man nod.
"Your right JJ, have Gideon question them and take away the pictures they've had enough" he says to Morgan to had come out and grabbed the bin for the teen.
Once Y/N had stopped throwing up they felt a hand rub up and down their back comforting, as they lift their head they see the man from earlier.
"Hello there, feeling better?" He asks making the teen nod once they were leant back he hands them some tissue to wipe their mouth.
Once they did that he sat infront of the teen thankfully the pictures had been put away. "Thank you" mutters the teen, the man smiles.
"I'm Jason Gideon, I'm here with the Behavioural Analyst unit" he introduces himself to the teen. "Y/N" they introduce themselves.
"Y/N, Can you tell me anything suspicious that has happened there past few weeks, is someone you know being secretive, leaving at odd times" he questions, the teen nods expression frozen.
"Do you know the name of this person?" He asks the frightened teen.
Y/N nods hands shaking they answer. "My Twin sister, S/N has been leaving an hour early every day for the last couple of weeks before me, she has been alot more selfish and jealous, the victims they spoke to me at school" Explains the teen.
Gideon smiles " thank you do you know where your sister on now currently?" He asks, the teen shakes their head. "No sir sorry, but she might be at school class has started by now" they say as the Man stands up and leaves the room.
On the other side Gideon and talking to the team. "It's the twin" he says before leaving the room and calling the officers while Hotch tells the team the plan.
In the room Y/N waits tapping a beat to the legs before the doors opens, this a blonde woman was there. Y/N has to ask her. "Why did they ask for my twin knowing i wasn't her?" They ask her.
The blonde woman sighs before sitting in thr chair opposite the teen. "Because they had to be sure it wasn't you" she explains.
Y/N scoffs slightly before shaking their hand. "Can these come off now?" They ask thr woman's eye widened before she pulls out a key ans unlocks the cuffs. "Thank you"
Hours later S/N was arrested for the murder of 7 teens, when askes why her reasoning was. "Because they talked to my useless Twin and not me!"
The end!
Hope you liked this oneshot so sorry for the wait I've been busy.
Request are open!
Word count: 1400
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Twin girls Anna and Yullia, aged 14 during their funeral after they were killed in a Russian missile strike in Kramatorsk, Ukraine, 2023 - by Jan Grarup (1968), Danish
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Battered but not beat
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jimmyusonoyeet · 17 days
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NO YEET
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one-time-i-dreamt · 6 months
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I was friends with a bunch of surfers. I knew I was dreaming, and so did they. There was a cave right off the beach that would create evil twins of whoever went inside. Except me, because I was dreaming and not really there. Anyway, out of the seven or so friends, six of them came out fine. They told me, "Wraith is still in there, you can't leave him there." I was on my way back to the cave when I woke up. I left him there.
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puppiwi · 1 year
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me and my twin sister
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misstycloud · 1 year
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Yan! Platonic brother x reader x Yan! Boyfriend
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Summary: You and your boyfriend have decided to have a movie night, but it seems like your brother won’t let you have the evening to yourselves.
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“Okay, what movie do you want to watch?” You asked and stepped up on the porch.
“I don’t know, you decide.” Tim responded with a kind smile, he always let you chose the movie. Honsestly, sometimes you wished he wasn’t so compliant.
“What, is there really nothing YOU’RE interested in?” You whined, turning the keys and unlocking the front door.
Tim shrugged and said, “Whatever you chose is fine.”
You silently stared at him, and he gazed lovingly back at you, you blinked and he did too. Finally you gave up and sighed, opening the door to your home. As the two of you were kicking off your shoes in the hallway, another figure emerged from within the house. It was your twin brother, Kai.
“Sis, you’re back! Are you-“ he stopped the moment he discovered you had company over, and gulped down the sneer that almost overcame him. The (h/c) haired boy cleared his throat in a forced manner, “O-oh, I don’t know you brought company..”
“Sorry, I forgot to tell you. But it’s fine right? Tim and I are just gonna watch a movie in my room.” You had forgotten to inform your brother about your guest, but you assumed it didn’t matter much since he visited a lot anyway.
“But I thought WE were gonna watch something tonight.“ Kai muttered, dejected.
“Right, um, can we do that another night?” You expressed apologetically. You had been so busy with action that you completely overlooked your agreement to stream Kai’s favourite show with him.
The boy in question hesitated before giving you a weak nod. “Sure…”
You expressed your gratitude by hugging him. “Thanks!” You exclaimed.
Before he even had the chance to reciprocate the action, you were already heading further inside and Tim soon followed, leaving Kai to his lonesome in the hallway.
You stood in the kitchen and poured snacks in big bowls and grabbed drinks from the fridge, preparing for the evening. Your boyfriend just sat on one of the kitchen chairs, watching you move about. He would have liked to help you organise things, if it wasn’t for the fact that he knew you’d immediately object and kick him out of the room in order to work in peace without him interrupting by offering his aid. You’d say that he was a guest and you had invited him there, not the other way around. So the person to fix everything should be you.
The blonde would have loved to do absolutely everything for you, but you were just so stubborn. Barely letting him hold the door for you, saying that you didn’t want to take advantage of him in any way. Oh, if you only knew of the things he was willing to do for you, all you had to do was ask. He would blackmail, he would lie, beat someone to a pulp, he’d commit murder as well. He had heard you in school, complaining to your friend about no one seemingly having any interest towards you and asking you out.
You confessed to them that you became insecure over it, there were hundreds of students in your collage, did really not a single one of them think you were somewhat attractive. God, he wanted to step out from the corner he was hiding and yell that it wasn’t true in the slightest. You were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen in his life and probably most others, too.
The true reason why not a single soul had taken a chance with you was because of Tim, himself. But he couldn’t help it! He wasn’t the one to blame when you suddenly appeared, like an angel, in his life. It wasn’t your fault for being so wonderful, either. That’s just how you were, so cute, warm and incredibly kind.
The perfect partner for him
He quickly understood he couldn’t let you slip from his fingers and disappear from his life. Something had to be done, and he was very willing to do it if it meant he could spend all of his future days with you.
“So, are you ready for cuddles and snacks time?” You said excitedly when you finished your task.
Tim smiled, “Always.”
Waking up the stairs, you carried all the goodies in your arms. Laying them out on the table, you proceeded to open the closet to take some extra pillows and blankets to create a pillow fort. Tim, who stood behind you, seated himself on your bed and began looking for your remote control. It must have disappeared somewhere in your bed, the sheets having devoured it and making it near impossible to find.
You often watched TV late at night and it happened that your fell asleep while holding it. Which resulted in it being lost the next day. When you returned, your sweet boyfriend was laying down, remote in hand, waiting for you. You giggled and joined him on the bed, he helped you cover your bodies with the blankets you found. The movie you decided on became Titanic, because for some reason Tim hadn’t seen it.
“What, how can you not have seen Titanic?” You exclaimed, sending him a shocked look.
“I don’t know. I just haven’t, I guess.” He responded nonchalantly.
“Well we need to change your ‘unwatched’ status to ‘watched’, because you’re not going anywhere until you’ve seen it and cried.” You pressed on the play button on the remote and started the movie.
Good that you’d equipped yourselves with snacks since it was fucking long. You’ll probably be forced to take a break in between scenes in order to not fall asleep. After around an hour into the film, someone interrupted your focus towards the screen and you began to grin, it took all your willpower not to start laughing.
For under the blankets, a pair of hands had curled their way around your stomach. It appeared your sweet Tim wanted to enact snuggle time, but with the way he ‘discreetly’ tried to introduce it, he obviously forgot how ticklish you can be. He was very soft in how he hugged around you, the almost feather like touches tickled.
“Huh, why’re you laughing?” He cocked his head to the side when he noticed your muffled giggles, not understanding if you thought the current scene playing to be funny. To him, it didn’t seem like an especially joyous event.
“N-no..it’s..pfft-nothing.” Now that he moved to look at you, he unintentionally just made things worse. You tried to wiggle out of his hold in an attempt to stop his assault.
When you exhibited struggle to pry his arms off, instead off letting you go, Tim tightened his grasp and frowned at you. “What are you doing?” He asked, scanning your form up and down.
“You’re tickling me!”
The moment you uttered your complaint, he let go off you. You took a moment to breathe and heard him saying from behind you, “Ah, sorry. I didn’t notice..” he sheepishly scratched the back of his neck.
“It’s fine, Tim.” You reassured, “but maybe you could just tell me you wanted to cuddle?”
“Yeah, sorry.” Tim apologised once more and pouted.
You wanted to ‘awe’ at his cute behaviour, you leaned in closer and planted a peck on his cheeks which turned bright red. A smirk made its way into his face and he threw his arms around you, without tickling you this time, of course. You shrieked as he buried his face in your neck.
“Haha!” You laughed at his affectionate antics and let yourself be pulled into his lap.
There you sat and thought about how lucky you were to get someone like Tim to date you. He was still nuzzling your nape and your attention was caught by his soft, golden curls. Playing with them, you relished in the fluffy texture and resolved to detangle his hair for him. The many small knots suggested he hadn’t combed it.
The still playing movies background noise, together with you running your fingers through his thick locks, had Tim near to fall asleep. It was amazingly soothing to be in your presence, he thought. And there was no other place he’d rather be.
The calm mood was disrupted by the door flinging open. The sound had you tumbling to the floor when you hastily pulled away from your boyfriend. Since there was only one other person in the house, it could be someone else but them who decided to barge in.
“Hey, thought since you couldn’t watch something with me and since I haven’t got anything to do, I might as well join in!” Kai said cheerfully and strolled over to see your form on the floor. “Why are you on the floor?” He asked, confused.
“Well someone who came in unannounced, kinda scared me half dead.” You grumbled at your brothers spontaneous visit, and went to resume your position on the bed. But before you could, the same person took your place beside Tim, who looked just as surprised as you.
“What are you watching?” Kai turned his attention to the bright screen and popped a chip into his mouth. “Oh, Titanic!” He answered his own question.
You sighed and let yourself from rolling your eyes. It wasn’t the first time your brother had done something like this. Ever since you first started going out with Tim, he was more clingy than usual, asking if he could come with whenever you and Tim decided to go somewhere. Times when you wanted to have some alone time- like now for example- were hindered by the (h/c) haired young man. You lived Kai, you really did. He was your brother after all! But…sometimes you wished he’d just leave you the hell alone.
Giving up, you settled on the spot beside Kai, whit Tim on the other side of him. As discreetly as possible, Tim leaned back and gave you an awkward glance which you reciprocated.
‘Sorry’ you mouthed at him. Luckily he didn’t seem mad, a little frustrated would suit his defeated expression better.
“Oh, I totally remember this scene!” Kai blurted out with an exited gasp. “Wasn’t this your favourite scene, sis?”
“Huh? Oh- yeah!”
After half an hour, nature called you and you stood up, telling the two people in your room, “I need to go to the bathroom, you don’t have to pause.” and proceeded to leave the area.
“Okay” both of them replied simultaneously and looked at each other with blank faces when they did.
“I’ll save some chocolate for you, darling.” Said Tim, lovingly smiling at you with overwhelming affection.
“Yeah, and I’ll leave chips for you.” Your twin added, also beaming.
The moment you were completely out of the room, their smiles faded and turned to blank slates once more. The monotone look eventually became sour frowns.
“I’ll save some chocolate for you, daaarling~” Kai used a high pitch voice to enact his mockery. “Ugh, gross, don’t see why my sister would date something like you.”
The offended man crossed his arms in defiance, “What?”
“I talking about your weird nicknames. She hates that stuff, you know.”
Tim huffed, “Does she, now.”
“Yeah, she mentions all the time how she hates how you refer to her as ‘sweetheart’ and ‘dear’. It creeps her out.” The (h/c) boy smirked at his victorious jab at the other man’s confidence.
The blonde tried to act like this didn’t bother him in the slightest, but if he had to be honest with himslef, the insecurity of this possibility being true made him waver. Never did he have any sort of indication you disliked his affection, so he didn’t think that you may not enjoy his nicknames. He wished to be seen as reliable and strong in front of you, and hide the side of him that was scared of being left alone.
He knew of your brothers objection of him, but he wouldn’t let him stop him from being with you. It made things harder, yes. But he was willing to anything. Getting rid of Kai probably wasn’t an option, not one that was easily made. You’d notice his disappearance immediately, especially as the two of you were living together. You split the living costs and were able to attend the same collage. The love you held for your twin was nothing he could replace, either, and he didn’t want you to be sad if Kai vanished.
“That isn’t true, she loves me and I love her. If she hated the nicknames she’d have told me long ago and you’d never heard of them.”
“Believe what you want, but it’s all in fact true.” Kai sneered. “You’re not good enough for her, you should do the right thing and leave.” He hissed.
Out of all the guys you could have gone out with, why did it have to be him? He wasn’t that smart and didn’t even have any money that could have lured you in. He was just a regular dude that happened to go to the same school, noting special about him.
Though he would have liked to have your attention on anyone other, he especially hated Tim. The only thing he had to offer was his ‘love’ and that, Kai felt wasn’t enough for his sister. You were the best sister anyone could ever have, and he was overjoyed he got to be your sibling. Who was the one to defend him against all those bullies that didn’t approve of him liking flowers when he was young? It was you. Who always let him cry on their shoulder and comfort him? It was you. Who cared for him when no one else wanted to? It. was. you.
“I’m not leaving, so better get used to it.”
“Ugh, are you deaf!” He banged his fist on the table before him, “can’t you just go a-“
“-what did I miss?” you came back from the bathroom and looked at the TV, seeing a recognisable image. “Oh, we’re at this point.”
Shifting your gaze to the two boys, your eyebrow shot up, how they focused all their attention to the screen was strange and unnatural, like they were forcing themselves.
“Did somethifng happen?”
“No- not at all!” They quickly replied.
“Everything great here.” Kai convinced you and you let this slide, thinking they might have just had their ‘bro-talk’ or something.
“O-okay..”
As you joined them, you failed to notice the harsh flares they sent each other.
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