Bam stands up again, walking over to the fridge and grabbing a bottle of wine they reserve for special occasions.

Your mind abruptly goes into overdrive, a mix of dread and panic twisting your stomach into knots. You had a suspicion before, with all the secret expressions and gestures the twins have been sharing, but no answer comes to mind.

Was it one of their birthdays today? No, it can’t be. Valentine’s Day? Not that either. A special anniversary of something you’ve completely forgotten about?

You force a smile onto your face, doing your best not to let your alarm show. Oh god, what the hell is going on?

Bam hands you your wine glass, but you just set it back down, not trusting yourself enough to hold it without shaking.

You desperately don’t want to be wrong, and you desperately want your assumption to be right.

Khun bites his lip, a slight pink rising to a blush on his cheeks. We definitely had a lot of things to say. He looks a little embarrassed. They both do

Khun gains some of his steam and powers in the next few sentences You’re all fire and ice, always keeping us on our toes, and we can never expect anything from you. You - God, Khun, you are the most perfect being in the entire world and even now - He chokes halfway through and you can understand the feeling because there's a lump growing in your throat and the back of your eyes are burning and your heart is beating fast, fast, fast.

Even now, we still can't believe that you're actually here, Bam continues, his eyes going glassy and his voice dropping to a pained whisper. With us. Loving us and being so beautiful and kind and sassy. We can't believe that we can still have you for so long, that you're planning to stay.