Unlikely Embarrassment

Unlikely Embarrassment P2

Before he could truly begin to overthink what the hell he was about to do, Janus knocked on the brighter twin's door. The door opened to reveal Roman, wearing a purple hoodie and white sweats.
"Who do you want?" He asked.
Janus paused for a moment, taking Roman in. "Are you wearing Virgil's hoodie?"
Roman looked down at what he was wearing, a blush growing across his face.
"I asked first." He finally said, looking up slightly so he could look Janus in the eyes. (The twins are a little bit shorter than Janus, and Roman is taller)
"I'll give you the grace of not forcing an answer for my question." Janus glanced at the door behind him, Remus's Name sign shaming against the door as Remus blasted music from inside. "Can I come in?" Janus said, a new sort of look in his eyes.
Roman was a little taken aback by the look of relief on Janus's face as he opened the door a little wider for him to come in.

Roman was sitting on his bed while Janus sat on his desk chair, facing Roman.
"So, why did you want to come in here?" Roman was watching Janus carefully, waiting for his response.
"Ok, so this requires a bit of background information. Do you care if I continue?" He looked at Roman, again trying really hard to show that he wasn't trying to pull anything.
Roman nodded his head slowly, not sure if he wanted to hear a story that most likely revolved around his brother.
"Ok- so yesterday me and Remus were perfectly fine, right? Completely normal. But today everything seemed to be so off. He's been avoiding me like I'm some sort of plague all day and he hasn't been talking that much to anyone." He took in a deep breath before continuing. "Then, just now I tried talking to him, but he just seemed so closed off. I just want to make sure that he's okay, but he just won't talk to me. Virgil said that it probably happened last night before he went to bed and everyone knows that that's when he ja-" Janus was cut off by a very disgusted look from Roman.
"Sorry- but we do! Virgil said that something happened around the idea of me because of how he's been avoiding me but I just can't figure out what." Janus put his face in his hands, leaning against his knees.
"Okay. So why does this have anything to do with me?" Roman asked, slight dread at the thought of where he saw this conversation going.
"Well…you're his brother, and I need to know what's happening, and I was hoping that you might know something." Janus looked from between his fingers, watching as Roman sighed.
"Well, this isn't the first time he's done this; I can tell you that." Roman said, chuckling to himself.
"Wait- it isn't?" Janus was sitting up now.
"Oh Gods, no."
"Then when…?"
"Thomas was in fifth grade when this happened. Remember when I absolutely needed him at every tea party I had?"
"Yeah, how does that play into this?"
"He asked me to cover for him as he recovered from some.." he had a look of disgust on his face. "Thoughts."
"Do you think that that's what happened this time?"
Roman laughed at the hopeful look on Janus's face, and the stupid question.
"I know that that's what happened."
Janus sat there for a few minutes as Roman started wandering around the room, apparently Janus had interrupted Roman while he was doing his laundry.
"What do you think it was he thought about?" Janus said, a new look of wonder in his eyes.
"I don't want to think about what it could be, but if you really want to know, Logan would be your best bet." Roman said, not even bothering to turn around as he admired his ball gown. Janus was about to agree when he realized, "wait- what the hell would Logan know about sexual stuff?"
"He's Thomas's logic, he knows everything. That includes the things that he might not wanna think about."
"Oh, ok. Thanks Roman." Janus got up to leave.
"No problem." The door shut behind Janus and Roman went back to his laundry.

Janus walked to the end of the hall to Logan's room, knocking on the door. "Come in." He heard Logan say from inside.
"Oh hello Janus, what seems to be the problem?" He says, turning on his desk chair to face Janus.
"Uh- I need help figuring out a sexual thought that Remus might be having." He played with his hands as he watched Logan's reaction.
"Was it about anyone in particular?" He finally asked with a sigh of dread.
"..Me." He replied quietly. It was a lot more awkward to be talking about this stuff with Logan.
"Alright. In that case I'm going to need you to think back to the most recent interaction you both have had. When was he acting more flustered? What were you doing when he became that way?"
Janus stood there and thought for a minute. Slowly reliving the interaction in Remus's room.
"He did blush when he stood in front of him while he was on his chair, but I think that's it."
Logan groaned loudly, throwing his face in his hands.
"What? What's wrong with that?" Janus said, panicking slightly at the possibilities.
"Ok..oh my..there are two possibilities here and I-" he sighed. "Would you like to hear them?"
Janus nodded his head quickly, he was sitting on the floor in front of Logan now, fully invested in everything he was saying.
"It's either he wants to suck your penis, or he wants you to er- fuck his face, I believe is the term."
Janus' face went straight and he put his face in his hands.
"Oh my gosh." He mumbled.
"I can tell you which of the two it is"
"Really?" Janus looked up, hopeful to finally understand.
"Yes, but you're going to have to tell me, does he like it when you're rough or when you're gentle."
"Rough." Janus said with absolutely no hesitation.
"Considering that, he most likely wants you to fuck his throat." Logan said, turning towards his desk.
"Was that all?" He asked.
"Yep, thanks for the help, Lo." Janus got up and left, walking quickly to Remus's room. He was determined to make Remus's new fantasies a current reality.
The End (of part 2, one more part)