A Moceit Story

Good Prince

Logan pinched the bridge of his noes as Janus rambles on and on. He had to admit, when he walked down the hallway to find himself talking to his crying best friend only to notice himself and pull Patton in for a hug- physical contact wasn't his strong suit- he was a little confused, but this "explanation" wasn't as clarifying as he hoped and now he'd completely lost interest. 
"... Again, I'm so sorry. I just panicked when he ran into me and I didn't know what to do and-"
"Janus." Logan cuts in.
"... Yes..?" Janus felt like he'd betrayed Logan's trust. He'd already messed up enough with his best friend's boyfriend- now this. Anxiety and guilt was making him more jittery then a twelfth cup of coffee. 

"You're making my head hurt. That isn't good for Logic. It may cause all sorts of issues for Thomas." He says as stoic as ever.
"Wait really?" Janus had no idea that was possible.

"No, that was humour to lighten the room. Roman says I'm too 'dry' as he puts it, but you are giving me a headache." Logan says honestly.

"Oh..."

"Look, Janus, just don't use my body and go fix things with your boyfriend." He says dismissively. His own came into the kitchen without saying anything and held onto Logan like a sad kola. Somehow Logan still managed to look stern and serious. He had a talent for sure.

When Janus leaves, Logan lets his arms fall around Remus as the latter buries his face into the crook of his next. "Are you okay, darling?"

"Just tired, someone is having really bad intrusive thoughts and because they don't affect Thomas, it's just draining." Remus grumbles, letting Logan pull away and lead him to a bedroom.

"I hope who ever it is shall be okay, but right not you're my priority. Anything you desire, I shall attempt to provide." Laying Remus down, Logan tucks the covers in and kneels by the bed to be eye level with his boyfriend.

Remus extends his arms, "Just cuddles. I can fuck you senseless later." he grins.

Logan rolls his eyes, getting into bed with Remus, "You can try."

Sat chewing his nails in an unroyal fashion, was Roman. He knew that Janus had recognised he wasn't his brother but hadn't seen him since the incident- which was more horrifying then if Janus had come straight(well) at him with all the snake-y rage in the world.

As a result, Roman had been avoiding everyone. He did feel a bit bad about it. He refused to let himself think about how Patton would be feeling right now. It didn't take an empath to know he would be hurting from his and Virgil's actions. They seemed happy together... Roman was just waiting for things to go back to normal. That's all he wanted if he was honest. 

Having Logan and Remus together was weird enough. Sure, deep down in  a place he wouldn't admit, he felt happy for his brother; it was still weird at the end of the day. He always thought that he'd be the first to get a boyfriend- being the romantic and all. It was rather shocking to actually be one of the last. Roman wasn't even sure he liked anyone, the dating pool was notably small when you're figments of an imagination. 

A knock pulls Roman's attention, "Hey princy, have you got a moment?" it was Virgil's voice which let Roman relax- ironic to say he was greeting the literal embodiment of anxiety.

"Oh thank Disney- I really need to talk to you. The guilt is not good for my skin. I'm getting worry-" He opens the door. It wasn't Virgil, "wrinkles..."

"Whatever would you have to feel guilty over, Princy?" Janus mocks, his voice low and close to hissing.  

Roman freezes up, "Shit" was all he could say. He knew this wasn't going to go well, but how badly it could go was very dependent on how much of a moral effect Patton had had on the snake. 

Janus makes his way into Roman's bedroom, closing the door behind him- keeping eye contact with Roman the entire time, who'd backed up. It was unnerving, even for the mindscape Knight, slayer of dragonwitches and Prince of Creativity. This was most definitely going to be awful, possibly painful. 

"I know you know why I'm /not/ here. Let's not waste time because I don't care for lies right now- I'll always know." his eye flashes gold. "Now sit. We're going over this slowly so your little glitter filled brain can understand. Got it?" 

Roman nods, sitting on the edge of his bed as cold smile pulls across Janus's lips, "Good prince. Now, what did that stupid storm cloud son of mine do? And why the fuck did you go along with it?"

A/N

Sorry for the short chap

((double sorry for anyone who saw the place holder title- sorry, i never know what's going to write so title comes last and i forgot to change it))