Twin Birds Bound To The Ground

It was silent for a while.

Until the sound of footsteps walking up the stairs could be heard from the other side of the locked door. The wind that entered the windows was cold, giving the twins shivers down their spines.

What could only be heard was the shaky breaths of the pair, and the wind that blew in.
The moon's light beamed through the window, unable to light up the whole room, leaving most of the space of the room dark. Like a forest with trees that covered the midnight sky, leaving only a few beams of moonlight.

The silence was broken by a loud bang on the door, startling the pair.

(Or: Your favorite pair of twins experience childhood trauma with father issues + PTSD)

AO3 version: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59961949