Arseny and Artemy

Anton walked through dark alleys until he reached his building. He pressed the elevator button and waited. When the doors opened, several people were already inside, including two tall men, blue-eyed, dark-haired, athletic builds, both 190 cm tall, who looked almost identical, except that one was wearing a black shirt and the other a white one.
He sighed softly and entered, pressing the floor number before the doors closed behind him. The ride was slow. She lived on one of the top floors, and the elevator stopped several times as people exited.
A couple of minutes later, everyone had left except Anton and the two men. He leaned quietly against the corner, tired from the day, while the twins exchanged quiet whispers and cast quick, lingering glances at him, a slight blush and sly grins on their faces.