Chapter 25
"Do you live here?" Harvey squints her eyes seeing her elder twin already in Nymph's room the moment she got into Nymph's unit. She raises her brow as she sees her twin drying Niamh and Nurieal's hair. The little ones sitting on their tiny chairs, happily eating some cream puffs. Hillary's phone was on the empty chair, in front of them. The little ones are fully distracted by the nursery rhyme they're watching as their hairs are being dried to fluff. Hillary was, of course, irritated at the never ending loop of the wheels on the bus and itsy bitsy spider. Hillary didn't like it but hearing the twins with their little voices, they were singing their hearts out even tho they can barely pronounce the other words.
Tiny soft voices and little head sways from time to time. It was a cute daily productivity for Hillary. Hearing their little singing voices, of course, they take after their Momma. The singing nightingale.
"I in fact do." Hillary said confidently, she does actually 'almost' live with Nymph and the babies. She's basically so welcomed but she needed Nymph's consent first if it was alright if she does want to live together but that would wait.
"Oh.." Harvey spoke and her eyes had a judging aura who looked at her sister from head to toe with crossed arms and leaned against the frame of the door. Harvey looked like she's going for a race again judging from her outfit, a black tracksuit and her hair was up in a ponytail, tinted glasses and she hogged the big ass black helmet.
Harvey's eyelid twitches when she hears the confident answer so she had the perfect rebuttal. "Nymph wanted you as a babysitter?" She said with a teasing smirk as Hillary stopped the hair dryer from blowing since the little one's hairs were fluffy and dried now.Hillary turned to her sister as she put the hairdryer down on the drawer and got a small container filled with bows. "I will kill you if you don't butt away." Hillary mouthed as she has a threatening smile as she looks at her twin. Harvey let out a dramatic gasp and put her hand on her chest. The door in the bathroom opened to see Nymph in her robe, freshly bathed.
Nymph's eyes went to the door as she softly smiled seeing a familiar friend. "Harvey, you visited." Nymph acknowledged as she gets out of the bathroom where she had showered herself.
"Visitor." Hillary mumbled as she smirked before putting some clips on Niamh's hair, Nurieal on the beside them aggressively rummaging on the tiny bow container. Harvey's mouth gaped open, offended beyond everything."Momma, want bows too." Nurieal spoke in a tiny voice, mumbling that word shyly. Nymph turns to her little boy and nodded her head. Nurieal basically picked up some liking on girly materials which was never villainized by Nymph. Other parents would hate it that she's indulging her boy but nonetheless, if it made Nurieal happy. To hell with their stereotypical gender division.
"You want a bow too?" Nymph softly asked and the little boy looked to his twin's hair and turned back to Nymph before nodding his head.
Nymph's heart swelled at the little nod. "Go ask, Auntie nicely." She turns to Hillary.
"Auntie." Harvey cleared her throat as she slipped that word before smiling happily when Nymph went over to give her a hug. Hillary rolled her eyes as but she smiled seeing Nurieal looking up to her like a lost bunny, the frequent blinks looking up to her and slightly open little lips."A bow for the young prince too." Hillary said, gently putting the bow clip on the side of the little boy's hair. Nurieal had a happy smile, wriggling in his seat in excitement making the adults look at him with a soft expression.
Niamh turns to look at her younger twin and gasp as she giggled. "Pretty!" She exclaimed and reached out her hand to pat her twin. The rest had taken their agreement with the little girl, Nurieal does indeed look 'pretty.'
Nurieal blushed and felt shy at the praise."Sissy is pretty too." He said in a tiny voice as his twin gave him a squeezy hug. Hillary's heart swelled looking at the little ones, her babies. They will grow as sweet at their Momma. They may look like her, but clearly they belonged to Nymph all in all.
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