While they were still talking, PK suddenly opened his arms and pulled both Lana and Luna into a long, warm hug. The twins froze for a second, then happily returned the embrace, holding him close as if they never wanted to let go. When PK finally loosened his hold, both their faces were beet red.
He gently held Lana's face, his thumb brushing her cheek, and leaned in. Their lips met in a deep, lingering kiss—slow, tender, and filled with emotion. After a moment, he released her and turned to Luna, holding her just as softly. Their kiss was equally sweet, unhurried, and full of warmth, making Luna's knees feel weak.
By the time he stepped back, both twins looked like ripe tomatoes, flustered and shy. Though they clearly didn't want to leave him, the night had grown late. Blushing furiously, they hurried back to their room.
PK stood there for a moment, smiling to himself, feeling genuinely happy and satisfied.
Later, lying on his bed, PK picked up his new phone and sent a teasing message.
"Any one of you want to share the bed with me?"
He smirked, expecting embarrassment.
The replies came instantly.
Lana: "Me!"
Luna: "Me too!"
PK froze.
After staring at the screen for a few seconds, he quickly typed back:
"Just kidding. Go sleep."
He shook his head, amused, and put the phone aside, drifting into sleep with a faint smile.
That same night, Eve lay awake longer than usual. She didn't understand why her mind kept replaying that brief hug, that moment of closeness. Annoyed with herself, she turned to her side—and eventually fell asleep.
Morning came.
Everyone got ready early. PK canceled the driver and casually said,
"One of you drive. The other sits with me in the back."
He deliberately didn't choose.
After a brief, silent standoff, Lana huffed softly and took the driver's seat, clearly sulking. Luna quietly slipped into the back seat beside PK.
As the car started moving, PK gently pulled Luna closer, lifting her slightly onto his lap. He leaned in, whispering teasing words and brushing soft kisses against her cheek, making her laugh nervously and blush nonstop during the ride.
By the time they reached college, Luna quickly fixed her dress and makeup, trying to look composed.
They stepped out of the car.
Lana, watching everything from the front seat, clenched the steering wheel—quietly seething with jealousy.
PK, completely unaware of the storm he had caused, simply smiled and walked toward class.