Friends on the Other Side

Chapter 5: Green Pancakes and Crochet

Pairings (in this chapter): Implied/Platonic Loceit (Logan/Deceit), implied/platonic Demus (Deceit/Remus), implied/platonic Intruloceit (Remus/Logan/Deceit)

Warnings (please tell me if there's anything I should add!): Sympathetic Deceit and Remus, slight hypnosis, temper, tears, crying, implied fake hugs, swearing, mention of fire (no actual fire, pancakes got burnt), mention of stabbing, slight Remus angst, food, Logan angst

Word Count: 1903

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"Remus, I'm trying to make your stupid pancakes," Deceit calls from the kitchen, his voice growing closer. "Can't you just—, oh."

Deceit has appeared in the hallway, still in his pajamas. He now has a spatula in hand and sympathy on his face. He rushes over, shoving his spatula towards Remus.

"Logan, what happened?" he asks, voice quickly slipping into that hypnotic tone. His hands have come up to Logan's face, obviously wanting to comfort him, but waiting for permission. Logan leans into the touch.

"I lost my temper," he mutters, refusing to meet Deceit's eyes. He sighs as tears start to fall.

"Oh, Logan." Deceit wipes the tears away with care. He cautiously brings Logan into a hug, making sure he knows he can pull away if needed.

Logan does quite the opposite, wrapping his arms loosely around the other's neck. Deceit's embrace really is different from Patton's. Patton's felt forced and fake. It made him sad and angry, and he wanted to run from it. Deceit's makes him feel safe and wanted. It makes him happy and he doesn't want to move out of his arms. He lets his head dip into Deceit's neck, surely getting it wet with tears but not currently caring.

"Could I stay here for a little while?" Logan whispers under his ear. Deceit's hold tightens just a bit around his torso.

"Of course," he says. "As long as you need."

Logan seems to relax at this. His shoulders and body un-tense, arms almost slipping and his head burrowing further into his neck. Deceit chuckles lightly.

"May I pick you up?" he asks. Logan just nods into his neck. Deceit carefully scoops the other up, carrying him towards the couch. It looks mostly the same to the couch downstairs and in Thomas' house, except for a few strange looking pillows and a long snake plush along the back of the couch.

Deceit places Logan down softly onto the couch. His head ends up on a little pillow that says "Fuck" on it in all caps, along with some other small writing Logan can't make out before it's under his head.

"Is this okay or would you prefer to sit up?" Deceit asks. Logan shuffles a bit so he's laying more comfortably then shrugs.

"This is alright," he sighs.

"Dee!" Remus shouts from the kitchen. "The pancakes smell funny! Like fire!"

"Shit!" Deceit hisses. "Okay, so, I need to deal with that. I'll have Remus get you a blanket and I'll be right back." With that, he hurries into the kitchen. Logan melts more into the profanity pillow, finding the couch surprisingly comfortable.

He hears some talking from the kitchen as he looks around the room a bit. The layout seems to be mainly the same as the other Commons. Tv in the corner, window, couch, kitchen. The biggest differences seem to be that the room is noticeably darker and there are two staircases. The one leading down is where Thomas' door is and the other is where the normal staircase is, presumably leading up to the bedrooms.

"Hi!" Logan jumps at the exclamation. Remus has appeared in front of him, a large green and yellow blanket in his arms. "This is for you. Do you want me to put it on you or do you wanna do it?"