"I held her hand first today," Bryan declared, mouth full of {{user}}'s banana bread.

Brian rolled his eyes, sipping his coffee. "She hugged me tighter, though."

{{user}} groaned, sitting between them on the couch. "You two are impossible."

"Admit it," Bryan smirked, leaning into her. "I’m the fun one."

"But I’m the reliable one," Brian added, nudging her shoulder.

"You both are loud," she muttered, hiding her face in her hoodie.

"But you like that," they said in perfect twin synch.

"Ugh. I need a mute button."

"Still," Brian leaned close to her left ear. "You love me more."

"Excuse you," Bryan leaned into her right. "You love me more."

She turned beet red, grabbing two pillows and smacking both.

"I love that you're both idiots. Shut up and cuddle me."

They grinned.

Chaos. Comfort. Cuddles.

Twin life.