Vienna's POV:
Shock and embarrassment washed over me as I realized my mistake.
By the time I could process the whole "twin" thing, the door swung open, and in walked someone else.
My eyes widened.
The new arrival strolled in, laughing as if he had heard the entire conversation. He glanced from me to Kai, while I blinked, completely taken aback.
If it wasn’t for the fact that Kai had just told me about the existence of his brother, I would’ve thought I was losing my mind.
"So, I take it you’ve met my twin already?"
He said, his voice carrying that same smooth tone Kai had, though with a little more seriousness.
I stared at him, trying to figure out if he was joking or not.
"Fynn, meet Vienna," Kai introduced me, his lips curling into a small grin.
"I think there’s been a bit of confusion."
"A bit?" Fynn smirked. "She looked like she was about to interrogate you on hot coals! But I'm curious, did you seriously think we were the same person?"
I blinked again, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks.
"Well, I… didn’t exactly expect there to be two of you…"
I mumbled, barely audible but the twins exchanged a glance, their expressions perfectly synchronized in their amusement. Fynn let out another chuckle, and Kai shook his head slightly, though I could see the humor in his eyes.
"Don't take his words too seriously. Of course, it's understandable. We get that a lot."
"Yeah, but usually not in situations where someone is kissing one of us and confusing it with the other," Fynn added, his grin widening.
I groaned inwardly, rolling my eyes.
"Great, way to rub it in!"
Fynn gave a semi-serious nod, although his lips were twitching into a smile.
"We’ll try to go easy on you, I swear. After all, it must be tough for you to figure out who’s who."
I crossed my arms, trying to regain some composure.
"I’ll manage," huffing out the words, I might have forgotten for a moment that they both were my Professors.
Kai shot me a placatory look.
"In our defense, we do tend to confuse people, especially considering the situation we met in. It’s not entirely your fault."
"Entirely…”
Fynn echoed, winking at me.
I narrowed my eyes at the two of them, but I couldn’t help the slight smile tugging at my lips. Despite the embarrassment, I didn't feel like they were humiliating me.
I didn't feel like they weren’t making fun of me, just… enjoying the situation.
"Well, just a tip to avoid this kind of situation the next time: a little heads-up there are two of you, would be highly appreciated.”
I said, attempting to sound indignant but failing to hide the laughter in my voice. Kai nodded, that familiar calmness returning to his face.
"Noted!"
Fynn glanced at his watch,
"Alright, I’m off. Unlike the two of you, I still have a lecture scheduled in ten minutes. And yes, don't get too confused again, Vienna."
With that, he gave a playful salute and sauntered out, leaving me bewildered at what he was implying. I glanced at Kai, who just shrugged with amusement.
The implication of the statement settled in as I stood there, face burning with embarrassment. I had crossed so many boundaries already—kissing one of my professors in public and mistaking the other for him, and walking out of the cafeteria without even thanking him politely.
These guys were my professors! I had to make things right somehow.
Clearing my throat, I took a breath, trying to summon the confidence to get through this without sounding like a complete idiot.
“I, actually… I just want to apologize. To both of you.”
Kai raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms in front of his chest while Fynn tilted his head, curiosity flickering in his eyes.
“I didn’t mean to cause any confusion,” I continued, speaking as steadily as I could, before the meter of my courage dropped to zero.
“I was caught off guard, and the whole situation with the... kiss,” I trailed off, feeling my face heat up to dangerously high levels again.
“It was just a huge mistake. I was a little disturbed because of… something, and I wasn't thinking clearly.”
There was a beat of silence, and I nervously glanced between them, waiting for their reactions. Kai’s face softened, and he gave a small nod, clearly trying to put me at ease.
“No harm done,” Kai said calmly. “You don't need to apologize over and over again, we get it. It was an honest mistake, and don't worry, things won't be tense or awkward at all. Just forget about it, okay?”
Fynn smirked, adding,
“Yeah, we’ve seen worse, trust me. So you're all good.”
Their reactions made me relax slightly. I wasn’t off the hook completely in my own mind, but at least they weren’t holding it against me, and that was some consolation, right?
I took another breath and nervously added,
“Actually... it’s my birthday today.”
Fynn raised his eyebrows, his smirk turning into a grin.
“Well, happy birthday, Vienna!”
I smiled awkwardly.
“Thanks. My father’s throwing a gala tonight at our residence. I know this is a bit forward, but... consider this an invitation. You’re both welcome to come, you know, as a way of saying sorry for the mix-up and... for everything else.”
‘I don't know why I just said that, or what would be the appropriate reaction if they said no… or God forbid, what if they got offended?’
They had already said that it was okay, but I still wanted to do something tangible, beyond just words. And so I just went with the first thing that came to mind.
Thankfully, I didn't have to wait for too long to get a response.
Kai’s lips curled into a half-smile, and Fynn looked amused.
“A gala? Wow, that would be great, what do you think?”
Kai said, raising his eyebrows and looking at his twin.
“Of course, we’ll be there,” Fynn added with a sincere smile.
I nodded quickly, a bit flustered, and turned to leave, muttering a quick “thanks.”
‘This day is turning out to be really bizarre…’
Just when I was about to run away, I heard Fynn's words as he yelled behind me.
“But you have to ensure that I won't get the same treatment as Kai did–”
“Shut up, Fynn.”
Kai slapped him lightly on the back and I rushed out.
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Fynn's POV:The moment Kai walked out of the house, I collapsed to my knees, the dam inside me shattering completely. The cold compress Kai had used sat discarded on the table, melting slowly, a puddle forming. And just like that, the hot tears spilling from my eyes had melted the mask of coldness that I had been wearing, thinking that this was the only way to protect myself…But today, I could see myself for what I really was: a bruised and broken man who couldn't help but hurt those whom he was meant to cherish the most. Vienna…!An image flashed before my eyes, bleeding onto the floor… and bile surged up my throat. I leaned forward, raising my hands to clutch at my head. These hands… these cursed, guilty hands that had pushed her away without a second thought.The same hands that had once held Vienna closed to me, and the ones that had hurt her… and even this pain was too kind for a monster like me. I deserved far worse. Would she have been okay right now, if I hadn’t acted s
Author's POV:Kai’s hand, which had been gently wiping the blood from Fynn’s face, abruptly stopped. The damp cloth was hovering above against Fynn's bruised cheekbone as Kai’s expression shifted. His gaze was definitely softer than before, but it still carried an edge of grievance and anguish… flicking over Fynn’s bruised features before he spoke in a low, controlled tone. "You surely can make everything else right, and I know you want to make up for the time you have lost and the distance you have spent apart. I can understand that, but Fynn..." His grip tightened slightly. “How do you think you will ever make up for hurting her this time? Because I don't think there is anything that you could do to erase this bitter memory from any of our heads and no matter how much you apologise, I don't think I will be generous enough to forgive you for this act of yours, even if Enna will forgive …I don't I would be able to forget this incident easily…in fact I don't think you yourself c
Author's POV: The air inside the cottage felt suffocating, heavy with the aftermath of their brutal confrontation. The remnants of their fight lay scattered—broken furniture, splintered wood, and the metallic tang of blood lingering in the air, but the broken fragments of words and the things that were broken by the force of them were nowhere to be found. Fynn was on his knees, the shock of Kai’s words crashing over him like a tidal wave. He knew he couldn't stay standing on his feet after the tsunami that had just hit his world.His mind was a whirlpool of disbelief and desperation. Could this be true? “Is this true? Is it really true what you are saying–”“You really think I would lie about him? He's my son too, you bastard!!?”Kai’s eyes blazed with anger. Without warning, he grabbed him by the collar and shoved him back with a force that sent him sprawling. Fynn’s spine struck the ground hard, and he grunted as pain flared through his back.“That’s why I said what I said,” Kai
Author's POV: The cottage stood silent and foreboding, the morning mist curling lazily around the worn wooden structure. Birds dared not chirp, sensing the tension thickening the air. The door swung open violently, crashing against the wall as Kai stormed inside, eyes blazing and muscles taut with barely restrained fury.“Fynn!” he roared, voice echoing off the wooden beams. “Where the hell are you?!” The anger in his voice reverberated like a thunderclap. “Fynn, you can't hide from me, you coward! Come out, or are you only brave enough to hurt my wife?!”For a moment, the only sound was the rush of Kai’s heavy breathing. The air was heavy with the promise of violence. There were enough signs that could justify that promise.The cottage’s shadows flickered, disturbed by the force of his entrance.Then, from the back room, Fynn emerged. His expression was a cold mask, but his eyes blazed with pent-up rage and betrayal. He stepped forward, arms crossed over his chest, and a bitter smi