Intrusive Parenting

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"I'd name them Dominic." Patton was beaming on the couch beside his husband as the others started laughing. "What?"

"If you had a son... You'd name him Dominic? Really?" Roman was laughing hysterically as Virgil tried not to groan of his boyfriend moving so much. He had his head in Roman's lap as he laid on the couch listening to everyone conversation. Logan was smiling at the thought of having a little Dominic running around. He wouldn't verbalize it at that moment but he actually liked the name.

"Well, Kiddo, what would you name your son?" Patton smiled brightly as Roman glanced down toward the man in his lap.

"Maybe Flynn..." Virgil groaned stifling a laugh as he sat himself up.

"We are not naming our son after a Disney character." Roman's eye lit up as Virgil rested his head against his palm. "At least not a freaking Disney prince... Flynn is a prince you can't say otherwise. He literally gets with Repunzel. No... Maybe James. Or... What about Clayton?" Roman wasn't even listening. He was too focused on what Virgil had said prior to even realize Virgil was still talking. "I'd even settle for Adam."

"Excuse me, Virgil, but Isn't Adam a..." Virgil glared over at the logical one effectively shutting him up and Patton chuckled. 

"I like Adam. Adam's a nice name. What about Adam, Ro... Roman?" Virgil narrowed his eyes in confusion seeing his boyfriends face all red and frowned. "Ro, what's up?"

"You said our." Roman looked over at the man beside his so giddy he could barely feel his heart beating. "You said 'our' son."

"Well, he would be wouldn't he?" Virgil smirked as he shot Roman this look that made the creative man lose any air he had in his lungs. "Unless you don't want to have a family with..."

"Oh god yes." Roman practically jumped over the couch placing his lips on his loves before the room exploded into a symphony of heartfelt laughter.

"I'd name them Draco." Everyone froze up hearing the unexpected voice behind them. They all turned to see a very casually dressed rat in a dark green hoodie that read 'I have a Ph.D., a pretty huge dick' and dingy jeans. "Or maybe even Tom... No that's too close to Thomas." He had a cup in his hand complete with a bendy straw that he was currently taking a sip out of. "Just a thought... Oh, I know. If it was a girl I'd name her Andromeda. That's a pretty name. I'm sure he'd like it."

"What are talking about?" Roman was literally glaring at the rat as the man shrugged. 

"Just joining in on the conversation. Thinking of names for children... Of course, you would pick Disney characters. I personally think maybe even Bella... Like you know, Bellatrix." Roman was fuming. He wanted nothing more than to run and shove the man back to whatever crack he crawled out of with his bare hands... and his sword.

"Those are all Harry Potter characters... AND DEATH EATERS TOO!" Roman jumped off the couch crossing his arms with a spiteful glare as the man just smiled like nothing was wrong. "Not that it would matter anyway..." Roman laughed coldly causing the other to narrowed his eyes in growing confusion. Virgil could see where this was going, so he started shooting Roman this look but the creative man didn't see it. This was not going to end well. 

"What do you mean?" The man's eyes burned with subtle anger as he slowly lowered the cup away from his face. This wasn't the first time he's heard shit over this particular topic. Virgil could see him tensing up. The anxious man whispered out to Roman still trying to get the man to back off but nothing. The other two didn't even understand what was happening.

"Like you would have a kid. Remus, come on! You mental unfit. No one in their right mind would EVER let you care for a child." The cup Remus had been holding crumbled in his hand like dust as his brother just laughed at him. "You're not stable enough to be within 100ft of a child let along be responsible for its life and well being." Remus was going to say something when Roman cut him off. "Say one thing you would do with a child. Can you even do that? Can you come up with a creative task to do with them?" 

"Of course I..." The darker trait froze up as his head filled with thoughts he did not want to share. He was the dark side of creativity after all. He could come up with millions of things they could do... unfortunately do to him being intrusive thoughts... they weren't good. His smile fell fast as he narrowed his eyes in frustration. And anger... definitely anger... in himself. He was creativity god damn it.

"See. I told you. You can't even do that." Remus was quick to put that familiar mask on and smiled brightly as everything was utterly perfect. It was anything but. He laughed a bit with a slight shrug.

"You're right. I could only think about some random person throwing their child out of a moving car on the highway only for them to land by a beautiful blossom tree." He could feel the tears pricking at his eyes but he kept the act going for just a few moments longer. "And then tiny little birds go to feast on the remains because their mother was nowhere in sight. She had been shot by a hunter but they didn't know that and so..." His mind was reeling. Thankfully Roman managed to cut him off. Although not in the best way.

"This is what I mean. Remus, I wouldn't even let my child know about you. Forget even meeting you." Virgil's eyes went wide as the room went totally silent. Remus's mask fell so fast just at the pure shock in what Roman had just said. "Why don't you go back over to your side of the palace before it starts to stink like the dump?"

"But, I..." He couldn't finish. His mind was still going down that dark hole and all he wanted to do was scream. He wanted a family too. He was Roman's twin fucking brother.  Sure his thoughts tended to be darker and very intrusive but he was still creativity. People associate Roman with romance and love and family and fluff. The associated Remus with smut. Basically, that was all people thought he thought about. It wasn't. He was his brother's literal twin. Why was it so wrong to think Remus wanted a family too? He was tired of this all. He was tired of being judged by his title. He was tired of being ignored or hated. He was tired of Roman being so loved when all he was was a softer version of what Remus was. He was tired of the double standerds. "It's funny that Virgil's the exception to everything." He hadn't meant to say it out loud but as soon as he saw his brother pull out his sword he knew he had fucked up. 

"Get. Out!"