Friends on the Other Side

Chapter 7: Misunderstandings and a Room Tour

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

Warnings (please tell me if there's anything I should add!): Logan angst, angst, swearing, a knife gets dropped (no one gets hurt), fear, insecurity, mentions of/implied crying, anger, panicking, mentions of/implied ostracization, slight killing mention, lots of morbid Remus stuff (properly addressed in the note!), fire

Word Count: 2,320 (longest one yet! not to mention I had to cut this short)

Important Note: I describe my version of Remus' bedroom this chapter. The description includes messed up taxidermy, dismembered dolls, shoes with mouths, things on fire, and other morbid monstrosities. If you want to skip this, stop reading when Remus opens his door and start reading again about 12 paragraphs later when Remus mentions breakfast. Stay safe everyone!

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Remus stares at the pair's hands for a moment, seemingly shocked. Logan looks up at Remus' face just to see it break into a huge grin, the smile reaching his vibrant green eyes.

Remus lets go of Logan's hand, practically sprinting to the kitchen. Logan follows behind him, quite confused.

"Dee!" he screeches, extending the vowel and making the snake side jump. He turns, still holding the knife he was using to spread jam on the toast.

"What?" he asks, glaring at the grinning side. Remus grips his free arm, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"He shook my hand!" This makes Deceit's eyebrows scrunch together.

"...What?"

Remus lets go of the confused side and rushes over to Logan, who's standing in the doorway. He captures Logan's shoulders and pushes him towards Deceit, practically showing off the nervously smiling nerd.

"He's one of us now!" Remus exclaims, still holding onto Logan.

The knife in Deceit's hand drops. It falls on the counter, just missing the plate. Logan and Remus cringe at the harsh clatter that rings through the room.

Deceit stares at the pair with wide eyes. Logan's smile is long gone, seeing the anger in Deceit's eyes. Oh shit, what'd he do?

"Remus," the snake growls. Remus jumps away from Logan like he's been burned. "Go upstairs." Remus gives Logan a sheepish smile. Logan looks back with fear in his eyes, profanities running through his head.

"Oops, heh, sorry Ner—,"

"Now, Remus." Remus groans as he's interrupted, stomping out of the room like a scolded child.

Logan tries to focus on his breathing and on not crying again. He's messed it up, hasn't he?

"I,...I'm sorry," Logan mutters, staring at the ground. "I didn't mean to cause any trouble, Dee. I shouldn't have said yes. I'll leave, I'm so—,"

"Logan, no, you didn't do anything," Deceit shushes, anger fading as quick as it came. He stutters, trying to find words, then sighs. He grips the bridge of his nose, seemingly trying to calm and find his words.

"Lo, none of that was you, I promise," Deceit says. Despite Deceit's efforts, the yelling and worry in his mind doesn't cease.

"But then what... why did you get mad at Remus?" Logan practically whispers, teary eyes staring down Deceit. The latter sighs, looking exhausted.

"He doesn't listen to me." Logan's brows draw together, mimicking Deceit's earlier look. Deceit's mouth opens, like he's going to say something, but it closes. His gaze drops, suddenly interested in the floor.