The Vigilantes

Is it Real?

TW: A curse word, tell me if there's anything else❤️❤️

Diesel (Deceit's) POV:

I sighed. Why are things so... difficult? Why couldn't Virgil understand that I and Remus could be the best fathers if he just gave us the simple chance. We could love...

Well, maybe not love him.

Love isn't real. As Remus had taught me, if a parent can't even love their children the same then whose to say that love is truly real? Whose to say it isn't favoritism and one's own desire in disguise?

So, no. Love is not real.

"Darling? Are you in here?" Remus's voice, when he was calm specifically, always calmed me and my racing thoughts. Though, his pet names always sent my heart running.

"Yes, Dear?" I called back. I sat at my desk, one I had the goons drag here just so I didn't feel out of place, tapping the wooden top.

He neared me, cupping my cheek with his thin fingers. I could see the small freckles he always tried his hardest to hide.

"I thought this would be easier..." He muttered. There were small tears in his eyes. I patted my lap, beckoning for him to sit.

"What do you mean, Dear?"

He sighed heavily, sitting down on my lap. "I had thought it would be easier to get him back. I just... if he knew how much we really lo-" He cut himself off. The tears began to spill, closing his eyes and sighing once more.

"If he knew how much we cared about him... maybe he would have stayed?"

I pitied him. I truly did. He himself had ran away from home, as to what I gathered, unwanted by his parents, so to find Virgil... it must've been amazing. To understand Virgil so much yet not quite at all.

"Why did he leave, Dee? Why did they feel the need to 'rescue' him?" Remus cried settling his head on my shoulder. I pulled him close. "Why?"

"Maybe..." I began. My tongue caught in my mouth, and a lump stuck in my throat. "Maybe he needed more than what we could give him? Maybe he needed that feeling?" I was careful to avoid the l-word. A dangerous topic with Remus.

"Love. Is. Not. Real." I could feel him seething into my shoulder. His tears dampening my pristine yellow shirt.

But, to comment on Remus' statement, if love wasn't real then what was this feeling in my chest? In my heart?

It's real, isn't it? Maybe I'm wrong. Remus was always my rock, and since when was the last he was wrong?

"You're right, Dear. It isn't real."

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"You're right, Dear. It isn't real," I heard him say. His yellow eyes looked pale and dull compared to his typical fiery yellow.

I lifted my head from his shoulder, wiping away stray tears. Kissing his cheek softly, I lifted myself from his lap. For a moment his arms cling to me for a second somewhat refusing to let go, but they softened as he captured my escaping lips and pressed a kiss against them.

"Are you all right, Darling?" I whispered, moving my hand into his. He nodded, looking into my eyes and searching for something. Hell if I knew.

"Just making sure this was real." The words came out hoarse and filled with tears he refused to shed.

The words hurt, melting my frozen heart. He had that ability, to make me gush and blush at his flirtatious comments. Always melting my heart. Day by day.

"Okay," I whispered, pressing one last kiss to his mouth, hoping these won't always be this hard. "I- uh, have to go find Patton and Virgil. They escaped a while ago."

"They did?"

"Yeah."

"This fight may turn to seven against two."

"Yeah."

"What if I told you to stay away from the fight? What would you do?"

I looked into his faraway eyes and pale cheeks. Always protecting me. I wish he knew how much I lo- cared about him.

"I'd say you don't know me too well," I muttered back, a little laughter filling myself.

He laughed too. I felt myself release a breath I wasn't aware I was holding. I enjoyed seeing him smile and laugh. I enjoyed seeing him happy.

He stood, stretching out his long limbs. "We should find them, I suppose." He walked towards the door, ready to search for our escaping hostages.

"Coming, Dear?"

"Yes, Darling."
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