Ours- Yandere!Logicality, Book 3 (Sanders Sides)

= CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR - my nibling is really co-dependent (REMY) =

:October 21st, XX46; Monday.

:BUILD UP TO ACTION.

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"Good morning, Rem."

"Mm. No."

Remy flipped himself onto his stomach as Emile left their shared bed, at six in the morning. After a few seconds Remy heard their curtains open and he groaned, sliding his hands under his pillow and pressing it against his face. He then felt the bed dip next to him again and a hand was placed on the small of his back.

"You were the one who said you wanted to get up early, you know."

"Yeah, and?" Remy moved his head to look at his husband. "Don't listen to me."

"You said, and I quote- Wake me up at the crack of dawn so we can follow our nibling around. I'm gonna groan like a little bitch, but do it anyway. It's for the greater good," Emile imitated.

"Oh, fuck you for having a good memory," Remy flipped onto his side and reached his arms up, pulling Emile down so he was practically laying on top of him. Emile just sighed and carded a hand through his love's hair.

"Come on, Remy."

"No."

"I don't have any clients today, we can do whatever you want when we get home."

Remy thought for a moment. He rolled his eyes. "Ugh... fine. Get off me, then."

Emile snickered and did just that, Remy hauling himself out of bed with another groan. He grabbed his sunglasses off his nightstand and put them on, as he did every morning when he woke up before pretty much anything else.

"I find it very interesting that your love language is being mean to those you like," Emile commented as they both started getting ready. "And then I've seen you flirt with people you hate. Why do you think that is?"

"I'm not doing your therapy shit at six in the morning."

"Fine, fine." The two moved into the kitchen after that, Emile beginning to brew coffee, his husband sitting on the counter next to the coffee machine. Remy then checked his phone and read off something in his mind that he didn't want you to know about. Once the coffee was brewed, Emile poured himself a small cup and got out a larger cup for Remy that he could bring with him to go to Joe's school.

And so, once Emile had finished his small portion of coffee, the two set out. Along the way they ended up running into both Joe and Sage, on their way to school themselves, very conveniently. Remy noticed immediately that Joe was practically bouncing as he walked.

"What's up with you?" He asked as they got closer, and Joe turned around to look at him, Sage noticing that Joe had turned and also looking in the direction he was.

"Is it Remy?" Sage asked.

"Yeah, yeah, it is. Uh, what do you mean, what's up with me?"

"You're moving around so much I can't even tell if your feet are touching the ground."

"Oh," Joe laughed a bit. "Oliver is feeling better now, I get to see him today! I haven't seen him since Thursday."

"I'm guessing you didn't get much sleep last night because this was all you could think about?" Emile asked.

"...Maybe."

"You know, Em, you're always on my case about needing therapy but maybe he's the one you need to talk to," Remy mumbled to his husband, who just sighed in response.