Forever 16

Pillows

It was a quiet night and Oliver decided to sleep early for once. He had been through various lectures throughout the day despite that it was New Year’s Eve. Oliver had just gotten home at eleven in the evening and went straight to bed, literally plopping down and curling under his comforter. A very rare thing to do if you are Oliver E.C. Davis. It was no more than a few minutes later that Oliver grunted as he heard loud, heavy and approaching footsteps.

“Noll!” Eugene unceremoniously pounced on the lump under the bed covers, “Get up!”

A shift from the covers revealed a tired, glaring Oliver as he pushed his brother off his bed. Eugene landed on the floor on his bum and lay there in pain for a while before returning to pounce on his brother covered with the sheets. He tugged on Oliver’s sheets and they went down to his brother’s waist.

“Come on, Noll!” Eugene started rocking the bed, “It’s almost midnight!”

With a groan, Oliver took hold of his sheets and glared at Eugene.

“Go away, Gene.”

He pulled the covers hard, rendering Eugene out of balance and falling on the floor, this time on his back, once more.

“I’m tired.” Oliver pulled the covers over his head.

Eugene sat at the edge of his brother’s bed pouting. He grabbed the ends of the covers and pulled enough to reveal Oliver’s head. The latter groaned and glared at him either way.

“But Noll!” Eugene pulled the covers off and this time throwing it on the floor, “It’s New Year’s Eve!” Oliver glared as Eugene continued pouting, “Lin and Madoka are setting up fireworks!”

Eugene crawled up to his brother as Oliver started crawling away until he hit the headboard. Eugene took hold of Oliver’s shoulders as he cornered him and began shaking his tired twin. The latter couldn’t get away from his grasp no matter how much he struggled.

“Fireworks, Noll!”

Eugene stopped shaking Oliver and put his face as close as possible to his twin. Oliver didn’t know whether to blink, glare or punch his brother at the proximity of their faces.

“Fireworks!” Eugene slowly but excitedly murmured to his brother.

Oliver had decided. He shoved Eugene off the bed and covered his head with a pillow, too tired to pick up his sheets on the floor. Eugene bounced back and threw Oliver’s pillow on the floor with the sheets. Oliver glared at him for the nth time and Eugene just pouted at him.

“Come on, Noll!”

Oliver had enough and glared hard, “Not today, Gene.” He grabbed his remaining pillow and lay his head on it, “I’m too tired for this.”

Eugene groaned and pouted. He watched his brother, eyes closed and breath heavy, still in his office suit and socks. Eugene crawled up beside Oliver, watched him and poked his head. Oliver groaned but didn’t open his eyes. Eugene jumped off the bed.

After a few minutes of peace, Oliver slowly opened his eyes. In that instant, Eugene decided to launch a full body tackle on him. Eugene took a running start from the corner of the room and jumped on Oliver as the latter cringed and cursed loudly on the impact.

“Bloody hell! Gene!” Oliver cursed lying on his side holding his stomach as Eugene laughed beside him cradling his own arm.

Laughter and groaning filled the room as the twins wrestled on the bed trying to get the other off the soft comfort. Until someone decided to take it up a notch.

Eugene grabbed the pillow lying on the floor and threw it straight to Oliver hitting the younger twin square on the face. Eugene rolled into laughter clutching his stomach while Oliver sat on the bed, brow twitching in annoyance.

As Eugene was calming down from his laughter, Oliver decided to attack him. With two pillows, he shoved Eugene’s head to the bed, somehow trying to suffocate the older twin. Eugene flailed his arms trying to get Oliver off him while feigning suffocation. He successfully shoved Oliver of him, with much effort, grabbed the nearest pillow, and raised it over his head ready to exact revenge on his twin when the door opened.

The twins looked towards the door, pillows on hand, as Lin stood there blinking. There was a moment of passive silence in which Oliver was the first one to recover. He sat himself up on the edge of the bed, fluffing the pillow in his hand as a pink tint brush his cheeks. Eugene just blinked with his pillow still over his head before recovering and tackling Oliver to the floor. Oliver fought him off as the two of them rolled on the floor covered in feathers. Lin blinked, released a sigh and smiled a bit as the fireworks lit up the sky.

The twins stopped their little pillow war to watch the fireworks out the window. Eugene stood by the window as Oliver picked up the pillows. As Eugene turned around to greet his twin a happy new year, Oliver hit him square on the face with a pillow. Eugene twitched in annoyance as Oliver wore a smug smirk.

“Happy New Year, stupid medium.” Oliver said smirking, fluffing his remaining pillow in his hand.

Eugene picked up the pillow that hit him and fluffed it as he smiled at his twin, “Happy New Year, idiot scientist.”

And so the pillow war continued.