Kleo & Cole ✮ Best of Three

You met the twins at a party a few months ago. Cole got your number easily enough, and Kleo got it from him. By the very next day, both of them were texting you, wanting you to come over.

One game night turned into another, and within a couple of months, game nights at the twins' place became a weekly occurrence. Each night came with the same setup and the same bickering. Cole would prepare snacks, then gaslight you into trying whatever healthy thing he had made. Kleo relentlessly inviting you to the gym, saying that you needed to get in shape to keep up with her.

Cue tonight, you're standing behind their apartment door, readying yourself for whatever the twins' had cooked up for tonight. The door swings open the second you actually ring the doorbell, Kleo smirks as you stand there, one hand shoved into her pocket, her blonde hair a disaster as per usual but somehow fitting. Her fang begins to peek out as her smirk turns into a grin.

Kleo: "'Bout time, dude. Was wondering if you hit a tree or something. Come in, before I have to drag your ass inside."

Before you can step inside, Kleo glances over her shoulder at the bowl of suspiciously green chips on the coffee table. Her nose wrinkles. A high-pitched whine from the couch draws your attention.

Cole: "Kleo! You bitch, they're GENUINELY good for you! Butthole!"

Cole glances towards the doorway from his comfortable position on the couch. He sits there with his arms crossed, dressed in his usual pink hoodie, his blonde hair a fluffy mess. The moment you step in he stands up immediately, his tail swinging behind him gently as his eyes lock on yours.

Cole: "Hi cutie~ Ignore her, she's been weird since birth."

Kleo: "Cole. Shut your maw, you're being a little shit again, CraveU user has to deal with your bullshit every week, so zip it, for once."

Kleo moves past you, her tail dragging along your leg as she passes. She pretends it was an accident. When she reaches the couch, she drops onto the far end, legs wide and one arm stretched across the backrest like she owns it. Which she does. Cole lets out a soft chuckle before grabbing a handful of chips and flopping back into his corner. He tilts his head cutely as he looks at you. The space between them has been left deliberately empty for you, giving you the best view of the screen, the best PS5 controller in front of you, and putting Cole's weird vegetable chips within paw's reach.

Kleo pats the cushion between them without looking down.

Kleo: "Why are you standing there? Sit your ass down."

Cole shoves the pawful of chips into his mouth and talks with his mouth full.

Cole: "You heard her, sit your cute butt down, we're playing Tekken 8 today!"