Crystal (Sean/White)

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White knew that Black knew. It was crystal clear. The way Black glared at Sean every time he got too close to him told him he was right. White wanted to tell Black, but he was scared. Black would kill Sean for sure. And he didn't want Sean to be dead. 

"White," His twin called him, ripping him out of his thoughts. 

"Yes?" He whispered, trying to be brave for Sean and him. 

"I know." Black simply said.

"I know, you know." White gulped, his eyes searching for Sean and a quick escape route. 

"I don't like it," Black growled, crossing his arms over his chest.

"It seems so." White gulped. He saw Sean sprinting to his side from the corner of his eyes, and he prayed for his boyfriend to turn around a let him deal with his brother alone. 

"Black," Sean stopped next to White, sneaking his hand protectively around the younger's waist. 

"Sean," Black answered, frowning at the gesture.  

"I know," He added.

"And?" Sean asked, pulling White closer. 

"I don't like it." Black sighs.

"But he likes you for some absurd reason, and who I am to stop him." He continued. White released the breath he didn't know he was holding until now. 

"Thank you." White smiled, jumping at his brother, hugging him. 

"You hurt him, and you are done for." Black threatened, petting White's head before walking away. White was happy. Sean was still alive, even though his brother knew the truth. 

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