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Tom strummed his guitar wildly, as the crowd screamed. Satisfied, he grinned.
He looked up to catch a glimpse of his brother. Bill's eyes, lips, voice and even actions mesmerized Tom. The more Tom looked at his brother, the more he wanted to possess him.
Those thin fingers; if only I could entwine them together with mine.
Those beautiful brown eyes; if only I could gaze into them deeply.
Your slender waist; if only I could wrap my strong arms around it.
Your soft lips; if only I could press mine against yours, to show you how much I love you.
Love, Tom thought quietly to himself.
Are there any wrongs or rights in love? If no, then, it wouldn't be a sin to have so much passion for your own brother, for your twin, right?
Tom snapped out of his thoughts and gracefully worked his fingers on the chords and strings. As soon as the band boarded the bus, they started dozing off one by one. All except Tom. He can't fall asleep. Sure, he's tired from the concert, but, he had a lot going on in his head. He was disgusted with himself for having such lustful thoughts about Bill. He can't help himself. It was as if he was under a spell. He can't help but feel drawn towards his brother.
Only two words can define his thoughts - huge sin.
Tom looked at his twin, who was sitting next to him.
The older brother raised his hand slowly, then caressed Bill's cheek softly. The feminine twin, let out a whimper and turned away. What else could Tom do but chuckle at his brother's cuteness and innocence? It's the little things that Bill does, that attracts his brother, that hypnotizes Tom. Whether it's a laugh, a silly jump or when Bill hums, Tom will naturally feel attracted, like two magnets pushing towards each other.
Alas, this love is forbidden.
He hasn't told Bill his feelings. He didn't want to, and, he can't. The older twin was afraid of rejection. He was afraid that Bill would despise him because of this sick-in-the-stomach feeling. He didn't want Bill to leave.
"If only you knew." Tom mumbled, sweeping hair out of his brother's beautiful face.
Slowly, Bill's eyes fluttered open.
"What? Did you say something?" He asked groggily.
Tom shook his head nervously.
The younger twin yawned then continued producing more Zs.
If only you knew, Bill. If only you knew, Tom thought to himself.