‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ 𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙴 ‍𝗪𝗔𝗦𝗡′𝗧 ‍𝔅𝗨𝗜𝗟𝗧 ‍𓂁 ‍

⠀   fish⠀like⠀to⠀swim⠀next⠀to⠀𝗦𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗞𝗦 ﹔   yeah ﹐⠀you⠀𝔈𝐀𝐓⠀or⠀you⠀get⠀𝙴𝙰𝚃𝙴𝙽   ﹠⠀you′re⠀𝗳𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴⠀on⠀their⠀hearts .ᐟ ∨ ˎˊ˗ ⠀

sweat droplets still stick to forehead, hair a mess and bangs clinging to ivory skin. round two would have to wait for now.

⠀ his other self isn’t pulling away; he seems to be as 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 this as he is, and fuck ⎯⎯⎯ if *️𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 doesn’t spur him on even more to give into temptation. vincent has never actually noticed how ⠀

⠀ there’s a weird sensation, some sort of anticipatory feeling weighing in the space between them. vincent looks at his other self, lips parted, practically heaving. what the 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 is happening .ᐣ does he feel ⠀

⠀ own face now *️𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 a few inches away from his twin; he can practically smell 𖬺͟ taste his ecstasy ﹒﹒﹒ and 𝐠𝐨𝐝. isn’t it extremely intoxicating. the first hints of a manic laughter start to ⠀

as if on cue, woman appears in doorway of living room. irritation is already plastered on visage at sound of vidya’s wailing, eyes rolling before arms move to scoop her up and cradle the young toddler against chest.