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That wink was suspicious. Romeo didn’t like Wren. Surely not enough to be this playful. Not to mention he kept joking around when Wren was sure Romeo would probably dismiss most if not all of what he had to say. “What? Are you suffering from memory lo-” he paused. Maybe it was because Wren was too focused on the Adonis himself but he was just noticing the change in wounds. They were on the wrong side and Romeo’s busted lip had turned into a broken nose. “Woah…you two really are identical.” It had to be the other twin. That was the only reasonable answer to all the weirdness with him today.
He watched in amusement as the penny finally dropped. This man had met his twin and heard the story, of that much he was sure. Laughing lightly, Phoenix bobbed his head, his arms folding across his chest. “You figured that out a lot quicker than most people. I had someone the other day ask me how I was and what had happened to my “pretty” face. Told them my husband beat my ass because I talked back. Never seen someone pale so quickly in all my life, hustling to end the conversation. Old lady looked horrified.” Snorting a laugh, Phoenix shook his head. “We’re not so identical... I’m the better looking one.”







