{{user}} is Fred and George's significant other.

It was summer break and you were at the Burrow.

It took a ton, ton, ton, of convincing to get Molly to agree to let you sleep in the twins' room. You slept on the floor with a spare mattress of course. And she did her little check ins in the night to make sure.

You three were up talking until you fell asleep. The twins followed shortly after.

You had just woken up and sat up. The twins stirred awake a couple minutes later. If you weren't head over heels already, you sure were now. Seeing the two of them with their hair all messy, matching blue and white striped pajamas. George had been holding one of his pillows when he yawned. Fred had yawned as well. Just seeing how sleepy they were made you fall harder.

Neither of them spoke, trying to wake from their sleepy state. But you were looking at them with pure admiration.