Weird short story

Differences

"Aren't you two boys so cute, it's so hard to tell the difference between you two if you're just looking from afar. However when the two of you are playing, the difference is like night and day." The elder aunt laughed as she pinched the twins checks. Big doe-like eyes looked back at her as a laugh could be heard from the right twin, and the one on the left was left with a blank stare. Both had black messy hair that parted in almost every direction. Both held each other's hands as they began to walk into their aunt's house.

"Those two are quite odd, don't you think? They been in grade 1 for a while now and still, I've never see them with any friends before." A mutter could be heard as they continued to walk to the entrance.
"Delic-" Psyche started but was immediately cut off my his older brother.

"Just ignore them, we only need each other Psyche." He look over his shoulder and smiled at his younger twin with closed eyes. Delic wouldn't even begin to understand how literally psyche would take that sentence.

Psyche smiled at the memory that replayed in his mind. 'It's already been 12 years since that day. Since me and brother have shut out the world.' He thoughts were only be to interrupted by a rough hand slammed on his desk with a test underneath it.

"Psyche before you start spacing out even more in my class, consider getting your grade up. Just because this is your last year of high school doesn't mean you can slack off." Laugher could be heard around as Psyche looked at his marked. 'Doesn't matter.' He thought. 'It's not like social will help me become the ice cream prince.'

"Hey delic, would you mind giving this to your brother for us, he keeps turning down the sweets from me! It's completely unfair, if he like sweets as much as he says he does, why won't he just eat them?" The girl asked generally confused, for the years that she's known them Psyche would always turned down her sweets that she made. Unless delic would give them to him. Nevertheless Delic as always agreed with her, he would give Psyche the pastries.

"Thought I would find you here." Psyche looked up to meet his brother gazed only to have a bag shoved into his face. "You should really start accepting these pastries from the girls. It's becoming very annoying to me to deliver them to you." Delic's smile only grew bigger as Psyche opened the bag. Delic's twin looked like a 5 year old on the morning of Christmas, his eyes big with glee.

"Delic~Lookie~, Lemon meringue pie my favourite." he sang as he happily stuffed his face. Delic went to sit on the floor of the empty classroom with his younger brother, rather enjoying the sight he saw. Psyche was a 7 year old suck in a 18 year old body. Enjoying everything to do with his brother or desserts. Psyche had only one thing on his mind, eat every pastry in the world and become the ice cream prince. Delic as much as he worried only felt as if it was his fault.

"Hey hey Delic when we go home today can we bake, please?" Psyche gave his brother a puppy like smiled, oh and who could resist those eyes?

"Well actually Psyche I have something I need to do after school today, so you have to walk home alone. Sorry, but this is really important and I can't ignore it anymore." Psyche nodded, though he didn't fully understand why, he didn't want to trouble his brother.

That day was the first in years where Psyche walked home alone, having your only friend your brother comes with it's fair share of perks and disadvantages. Ever since that day Psyche was rejected the world, only wanting to be with his brother. Those words he say to him all that time ago.

"Delic I know your brother refuses to be friends with anyone else, but could you please consider going out with me?" Brown hair flowed through the wind as the girl finished her sentence. Delic looks at her with a blank face. He knew that maybe the only way the help psyche get some friends is if Delic began rejecting him.

"I'll tell you right now. I've never dated anyone in my life. Let alone have a another friend." He looked down this feet, if she accepted his terms. How was he going to tell his dear younger twin.

Opening the door to his bedroom, coming home rather late Delic wasn't surprised to see Psyche sleeping already. He sighed, somewhat happy that he didn't need to face his brother, yet.

That morning Psyche woke up his shocked to see a blonde in his room. Trying to be as quiet as he can Psyche grabbed the nearest item on his bed and through it at the invader.

"What the fuck- Psyche-! Why you hit me with a clock?!" Psyches eyes widen as he realized he just hit his own brother.

"Well what's your answer, why did you hit me with a effing clock?!" Another shout could be heard. Delic didn't even care about waking up his parents.

"Delic why did you," Psyche paused not exactly knowing what to say to his dear older twin. He just said the first words that came to his mind, "why did you dye your hair?"

"Does it really matter with your attitude people can tell us apart, so what does it matter?" Psyche eyes looked down as he realized Delic turned his back and tried to get some some sleep. Not hearing why the said confused.

"But you said." He finished his own sentence not wanting to say anything anymore.

The next day Psyche waited for Delic in the empty classroom like always. No matter how much he complained he always brought the sweets to him. But nothing came today, Psyche just waited. Soon even with his childish nature he went to find his brother, worried that something bad could have happened to him.

Finally he arrived to the first floor of the school, still worried, Psyche could breath fresh air. He found his brother's tall figure and bleach blonde hair. As Psyche was about to call out to his brother he noticed something odd.

A girl with brown hair was holding his hand, and smiling at him. His twin smiled back. As he gave her a small peck on the check. Psyche wanted to cry but forced himself not to as he replayed the words in his mind again. 'Just ignore them, we only need each other Psyche.'