Folds in Your Hands

He blinks his eyes tiredly, he doesn’t know this person, therefore he doesn’t really care what they think of him at this point. Although, looking a little closer at the stranger, Aether thinks he might start regretting that thought soon enough. They are androgynous in a, frankly, very attractive way. Their mischievous purple eyes curve up in laughter a bit, and Aether thinks this person just threw glitter on his brain the way the room seems to sparkle.Or maybe that’s just one too many cups of coffee making him see things, and this is his final hurrah before his body finally gives out on him.–He’s in his economics class the next day when someone sits down directly next to him, confidently.They’ve got cat ears, Aether thinks. Then he looks down at their face and thinks, oh. That’s Lyney. Today they’re looking considerably more… feminine. Aether accepts this into his worldview wholeheartedly and vows not to question it.- - -OR: Aether thinks the twins are the same person, and blindly flirts his way into a polycule. College AU.