Ship; Evan x Xenophilius (loverose/rosegood)
“I’d like you to meet someone…” Pandora says, dragging her twin into the living room of her new, whimsical house.
Evan stumbles through the door behind her, laughing as he goes from her eagerness, but abruptly stops in his tracks when he sees the person his sister is talking about. He almost trips over his own feet, kicking up the carpet and crashing into her back.
Evan stares at the man with wide eyes, a man he knows far too well.
Tall, blonde, gorgeous. He’s sitting in an arm chair, clearly very comfortable, sipping on something sweet. The moment he catches Evans eye he smirks, his position shifting into a pose that makes Evans blood run hot.
Man spreading there on the armchair, arms thrown lazily over the sides, almost every button of his shirt undone, and those pants. Oh those fucking pants, deliciously tight and showing off everything.
He looks up at Evan on the other side of the room, smirking, daring. Evan is quite literally speechless, mouth so dry he feels like a fish out of water.
“This is Xeno.” Pandora declares, clearly having missed Evans entire internal panic. She waves her hands towards the man in a gesture of displaying something wonderful, and she’s right. He is wonderful. Fucking wonderful in the filthiest of ways. “Well, Xenophillius… Lovegood. Xeno Lovegood… my husband.”
Evan nods, because he knows the man’s name. He’s moaned the man’s name in- wait, “Husband?”
Well this isn’t good. Evan is fucking his sisters husband?
He’s the other woman? To his sisters husband!?
“Yeah, we got married this morning!” Pandora declared, “Met last night. It’s meant to be, you know?”
“Dora…” Evan glared at her, face so red he was sure he was going to cry, “I- I mean… you- uhm, you just met the man. I mean, are you sure…”
“Stop rambling.” Xeno said, his voice a low grovel that has Evan obeying instantly.
“Hey, don’t talk to my brother like that!” Pandora steps in, glaring at the man.
“It’s okay, Dora.” Xeno nods, taking a sip of his drink, “We know each other… hi darling.”
Evan gets impossibly redder.
“Dar-“ Pandora stops herself, eyes narrowing as she looks at Evan, and he’s mortified. Hates himself. He’s prepared to begin his grovelling. “Oh my goodness.”
“Look, Dora, please- I mean, I won’t-“
Pandora got very close to him, a strict look of determination on her face, and she began to whisper, “Just so you know, it’s a marriage of convenience. Not love. He needed an out from his family, and I am a lesbian. Now, I’ll leave you two to chat whilst I go find my girlfriend- yes, you can meet her, I’ll bring her for dinner.”
Pandora giggled to herself, skipping towards the door, “We really are twins, Ev! What a load of queers, eh?”
Evan laughed, watching her pull on her coat and head away.
“I guess this is the universe’s way of telling me to keep you around, pet?” Xeno asked from the sofa, making the hairs on Evan’s neck stand at attention. He slowly turns around and sees Xeno petting his thigh, “I knew I’d find myself unable to get away from you.”
Blushing furiously, Evan races over to Xeno, his insides imploding on themselves, body tingling like fucking pop rocks popping all over. He wonders, maybe, if today’s the day he gets to keep Xeno to himself.
He ponders the thought of going through Pandora if it’s not, but he doesn’t need to come up with a plan like that in the end. Because Xeno kisses him like he’s never kissed him before, and they trade secrets and confessions of love, and Evan finds himself so fucking thankful his sisters a lesbian with a heart bigger than she knows what to do with it.
