Demus Oneshots

Give Or Take

WARNING: Some sexual language, talking about Peter Dagger, talking about child abuse

"I can't believe you idiots got me to come over to your house and play your stupid sleepover games." Janus said from where he was draped over the sofa.

"Jan, if you don't like being our friend, you can just leave." Virgil said simply.

"No, I'm staying." Janus said quickly. Virgil laughed and Janus threw a cushion at him. "I'm just not happy about it."

"Girls, girls, can we not fight please?" Roman asked. Janus rolled his eyes and pulled his hat further down over his face. Now it looked like he was trying to be a sleeping cowboy. Only he was wearing a dress. And a leather jacket.

"Sure, protected your boyfriend, take his side." Janus said but by his tone of voice, everyone could tell he didn't really care. "Anyway, what are we doing before this gets too boring?"

"Let's play Give or Take!" Remus said excitedly, clapping his hands. Janus peaked out at Remus from under his hat.

"What's Give or Take?"

"A game me and Re made up." Roman said, tucking his feet under himself and pulling Virgil closer. Janus nearly gagged. They were so annoyingly affectionate in public. "Basically, someone asks you a question and you have to answer it truthfully or you get a point taken away from you. True answers get given points, false answers get taken points. Whoever has the most points at the end wins."

"What happens if you lose?" Janus asked, propping his hat on his forehead. Roman shrugged.

"Whoever asked you the last question comes up with a forfeit that you have to do." He said.

"Okay, so, let me get this straight-"

"Good luck with that." Remus said. Janus stared at him and sat up.

"So, let's say I ask Virgil if he's still a virgin and he lies and says no-"

Virgil broke out into a violent coughing fit at this, turning bright red. Janus smirked.

"I could make him do whatever I want?" He asked. Remus nodded to the side.

"Basically, yeah." He said.

Janus grinned. "Sounds fun."

"Did you have to lead with that example?" Virgil grumbled, over his coughing fit but still a violent red. Janus laughed.

"Yeah, I did." He smirked at Virgil's expression. "Let's play."

"Okay, Janus." Janus looked up at Remus. "Why do you always insist on wearing a skirt to school?"

Janus laughed. "God, I would've thought you would've gone with something dirty, Rem. Or at least a harder question." Remus opened his mouth to say something. "Don't even think about it." Remus closed his mouth, disappointed.

"How do you get him to do that?" Roman asked. "I can't even get him to shut up and I'm his brother!"

Janus shrugged. "I have my ways. Anyway, Rem, have you seen people's faces when I walk down the halls? No one can keep their eyes off me. Boys, girls, no one. And when you're bi, that's good. The more people looking at you, the more chance you got for partners." Janus checked his painted nails. "Also, it pisses off the teachers and that's always fun too."

Remus and Roman looked at Virgil, who knew Janus the most in depth and for the longest time. He nodded. "Yeah. Point given."

Janus grinned. "Great. Ten points to me."