~Our Little Twins~

- Chapter 7 -

Third person's POV:

After nearly hitting that poor old man, the brothers finally arrived home. The butler's car followed behind as they made it into the giant main gate. Mattias was the first to get out, followed by Dylan who got inside the house, without even waiting for the others. Marco remembered the twins sleeping in the backseat as he got out of the vehicle.

"uh guys, we have a problem here..." he said not able to control his chuckle. Mattias was confused but then he showed him the adorable scene in the backseat of the car.

The twins were holding each other's hand tightly, even Diana switched near Luca a little more. They snuggled into each other. As Marco bent a little into the backseat, he tried many times to pull Luca from Diana as gently as he could. But he just groaned and pulled back into his position, gripping Diana more. Marco understood they were twins but at this point, it was like a difficult mission, even harder than a mafia mission for him.

Out of the car, Mattias couldn't help but laugh, probably because his brother looked very serious and more concentrated on his duty than anything in the world. But unfortunately, nothing seemed to work. The twins were glued to each other as their lives mattered to each other.

"What's so funny you dumbass?" Marco asked him, annoyed.

"Man, you look so serious and concentrated like you're on an Impossible mission?"

The brothers didn't how to deal with toddlers. Who blames them? They tried to be as gentle as possible.

But before he could even answer, someone popped out of nowhere just in front of him, scaring the shit out of him.

"Simon you fucki... " Marco was serious. Of all the brothers, he was the most strange and quiet brother, sometimes they wouldn't even notice him and he just pop out of nowhere. He was very mysterious.

That's why Simon's specialitie was being someone discrete, always given stealth and infiltration mission, cause he would move like a shadow, his enemies never see him till they found themselves on the ground, dead.

" Language moron, and what has gotten you so long? Dylan walked into his room saying that there is some little..." he suddenly stopped and looked inside the car as his eyes lit up in understatement. Of all the brothers, he was the quietest and most clever. He could understand anything just from a look.

"I see... Is that all?"

"What do you mean by is that all? I literally struggled my life to separate them..." before Marco could even complain, he reached out into the car, grabbed the twins, and pulled them both at the same time into his chest successfully out of the car. Mattias and Marco were just speechless as he glanced at them with an unbothered look with the twins snuggling into his chest. His brother was much stranger and more unpredictable than he thought.

"huh...you really got experience with toddlers" Mattias mumbled trying so hard to not laugh as he brought his phone in his hand and took a picture of them before exploding and running for his dear life.

Simon rolled his eyes annoyingly as the brothers all walked toward the front door.

Marco couldn't help but wonder. His silent and quiet rough brother whom he never saw smiling was turning into a softie now. So freaking cute.

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As Simon reached his room, he could literally hear the soft snores of the twins. They were snuggling into my chest and Diana's hand was resting on Luca's cheek. It was the cutest thing he have ever seen. For Simon, they were angels that god sent to them by chance. They were the light for all their darkness and they are very grateful for them being in their lives. Even when he was holding them, it was like he would break them anytime so fragile they were.