Fred most certainly did not know everything about his Twin's sex life. Nor did he want to know. That was why at certain times he made sure he had his Twin sense switched off. After waking up a few times feeling a lot hornier than he should have; he soon gathered when it was appropriate to shut down the strange link they shared.
At Gred's muttered words, a guilty look crossed Forge's features. He knew George worried about him when he forgot to eat and from the thoughtful tone in his Twin's voice, Fred knew his brother already had a vague inkling that he'd skipped dinner last night. As Gred declared the pancakes ready, Forge smiled again, settling in the chair opposite his Twin.
He watched for a moment as George loaded his plate, sipping his milkshake again. Both Twins had good appetites, for the most part, but Fred's was more prone to fading than Gred's. Though when faced with stacks of delicious melty choccy chip pancakes, he didn't really need George's encouragement. Loading his plate with most of what was left, he started to tuck in, humming in delight at the taste. 'Best pancakes ever, Twin.'
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