Thomas Sanders Sides One-shots

Rejection (Part 2)

Trigger Warning: mentions of violence and blood. Also more angst. Whoops.

Roman watched as Logan bolted from the room and sank down onto his bed with his head in his hands.

He didn't mean a single thing he'd said and each word tasted like ash.

He may have wanted nothing more than to grab the logical trait in a bear hug and tell him how wonderful he was but that was one dream that couldn't come true.

Not since He started playing games that is.

Roman heard the familiar cold high laugh so when a hand rested on his shoulder he didn't jump, only shuddered.

"Well done, you put on quite the act. I almost believed you myself. Now all you have to do is make sure the others find out, make them hate you."

Roman swallowed and asked "Why? Surely I've done enough...."

The hand on his shoulder suddenly grabbed a hold of his hair, yanking hard and making him cry out in pain.

"I didn't give you permission to speak! The only thing you need to worry your pretty little head about is our deal." The trait growled, his eyes glinting.

Roman gulped and shut his eyes, trying to will back tears as he remembered what he'd promised.

"I'm going to be keeping a close eye on you Roman. You're not backing out of this and if you try anything then our deal will be off." The trait stated "You wouldn't want that now would you?"

Roman shook his head, his eyes opening to look up at the trait in front of him.

"I... I'll do it." He whispered and felt the hand in his hair let go in favour of stroking down his cheek.

"That's what I thought, I'll pay you another little visit soon."

Roman waited until he was alone once again and broke down, crying into his hands. He could hardly believe he'd managed to say any of what he'd said to Logan.

The sight of tears sliding down the logical traits face had made genuine surprise break through the mask he'd had to create to be able to say everything convincingly. Then as Logan had ran he was flooded with regret and heartache.

He wanted nothing more than to have been able to say the three words back seriously with feeling, but Irrationality had put an end to that being possible.

He felt the familiar tingle of a summons and he got to his feet and made himself look presentable, checking in his large ornate mirror that he'd removed all evidence he'd been crying.

He appeared in Thomas's apartment, his usual arrogant smile on his face.

"You summoned me?" He asked.

Thomas sighed and nodded "I keep thinking about what you said the other day, that I should throw caution to the wind and just go for it but... I don't know."

"Thomas, you have nothing to be so doubtful about, it doesn't matter how you found out, you just need to seize the opportunity. Besides, he...."

"Roman? Did I hear you about to tell Thomas that the privacy of this guy wasn't a big deal?" Patton suddenly asked, popping up with a slightly disapproving look.

"Patton, he literally posts his entire life online and it's obvious what's going on. If Thomas tells him what's going on he will be so grateful that he'll most certainly want to get to know him."

"Roman, I know you mean well kiddo, but there's a difference between what a person posts for everyone to see and what a person posts for themselves or close friends and family. You can't tell Thomas to do this, it's not right."