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Punk au part two (Demus + Sleepxiety)

I said I'd do it, didn't I?
Trigger warnings: Kinda gore?? Like mentions of guts?? That's it anyways :)♡
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"Remus, what are we doing tonight?" Virgil wandered into the living room - he had invited Remus over for a chat. Deceit was out with Remy. Remus looked up from his guitar as he plucked at it on the couch. "Uhh... nothing? Unless you're planning on something which involves Roman's murder. That'd be thrilling." Virgil laughed. "I don't think Patton and Logan would be best pleased. (Lo and Pat were in a polyamourous relationship with Remus' twin.)

Remus rolled his eyes, letting Virgil continue. Virgil glanced at his phone. "Well, we're in luck. I've just had a text off Remy, and he asked if we could meet at," he glanced down to double check. "Eight? Is eight okay? He's booked us a table to come have dinner with him." Remus grinned. "Oooh, fancy." Then he realised something and pouted. "Wait, just Remy?" Virgil smirked teasingly. "Yeah. Nobody else is coming. Definitely not Deceit."

"Virgilll!" Remus whined and threw a pillow at him. "You could've said."
"What, just because of your raging crush on Deceit?"
Remus flushed. "We kissed, Vee. That means something. Besides, you like Remy."
Virgil spluttered. "No I don't!"
Remus giggled. "Sure."

Meanwhile, with Remy and Dee...

Remy chewed his lip as he glanced at his phone, tweaking his sunglasses. "Dee, babes! I need your help."
Deceit groaned and looked up from his drink - Remy had pulled him into Starbucks. "What is it now, Remington?" Remy glared over his shades. "Babe. Do not call me that. Anyways, I'm inviting Remus and Virge to dinner at eight, since you said we were both free tonight. But I don't know what to say!"
Dee glanced over his shoulder and helped him to compose a text, enjoying Remy's fretting. Soon, it was nearly ready to send. Remy flapped his hands in stress. "Do I go for the extra kiss? Or shall I play it subtle?" Deceit smirked. "I literally could not care less."

Remy scowled. "You weren't saying that when you were all over Remus at the club." Dee flushed. "That's different!" Remy grinned. "Whatever. We'd better get home soon, anyways."

Soon enough, Deceit returned home with Virgil and Remus walked back to his and Remy's place. Virgil was holding up two suits to the mirror anxiously, holding them against him.

Deceit passed him, giving the items a once-over with a raised eyebrow. "the spiky one." As he headed to the shower, he smirked. "Remy's more into bad boys anyway." He added as a sly afterthought. Virgil flung a coat hanger at him.

At Remy's place, Remy was all sorted in his normal attire. Remus walked into the living room and stopped in his tracks. "Remy, what- what are you doing?" Remy was sat in the middle of the room, earphones plugged into his phone. He looked up and pulled them out. "I'm just relaxing. Getting into the zone before our date."

"Nobody said anything about a date." Remus observed, winking. "Anyways, why aren't you dressed up?" Remy smiled. "I've decided to be myself. If Virgil can't take me for who I am, I don't need him. I don't have to dress up for anyone!" Remus nodded slowly as he gazed at Remy's jacket and shades. "Righttt. You do you."
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Soon, it was time to start the drive. Remus was driving and Remy slid into the car next to him, leg bouncing manically. "Will you stop that?" Remus groaned. "I can't help it! I'm nervous, babes."

"It's probably just all that coffee. And I swear if you don't stop we will end up in a freak accident. Oooh! Our guts splattered all over the road. What a scene that'd make." Remus cackled.

Virgil and Dee turned up early, to claim their reserved space - a good table with a nice view. It also had methodically arranged flowers.

These colours ^ :0 to match their colour schemes :) [Ignore the wedding dress lmaoo]

Dee scraped back his chair with a sigh. "I hope Remus likes them." Virgil made a "hmm." In agreement, idly flicking through his menu as he sat. "I don't know what to order. Maybe a- "
The bell on the restaurant door rang and in waltzed Remus with Remy trailing behind. "Main of this juicy gay, and a side order of sass?" He pointed at Remy.

Remus flung his arms into the air as he walked in. Dee facepalmed -  much for not attracting attention to themselves. Remus pulled up a chair next to Dee, uncomfortably close, so much so it almost made Dee blush. (But not quite.) Remy was a bit less forward, opting to pull up a chair next to Virgil but keep his distance.

"How are things with the band going, Ree?" Deceit chewed his snake bites as he watched Remus talk. "Pretty great, actually! We're experimenting with lots of different genres. You never know, maybe we'll take a break from punk and go full - on emo." He gestured to Virgil. Deceit caught himself by surprise and laughed sharply. "It sure sounds fun." The rest of the night went pretty smooth, with lots of flirty exchanges between the two.

As he was finishing dessert, Dee's eyes drifted to Remus' arms. "Say, is that a new tat, Remus?" Remus nodded excitedly. "It's pretty rad, isn't it? Wanna feel it?" Dee's breath hitched as his fingertips glided over an intricately drawn snake, relishing the feeling of Remus' smooth arm. He suddenly felt a closeness to Remus; a want. "Say, Remusss, care to step outside?" Remus nodded, concerned. "You okay, Dee?" He glared round at the other citizens in the restaurant. "Do I need to fight someone?" Deceit laughed. "No, nothing of the sort. Just follow me." They got up and headed outside. Once they were a little out of view from the establishment, Deceit took a deep breath.

"I'm going to be honest here - I know, not my strong suit." He laughed nervously. "I like you alot, Remus. You're different. Ever since the kiss, I just - can't stop thinking about you. And I'd like to make things official, between us."
Remus cupped Dee's cheek. "I couldn't agree more." He then leaned in for a slow, sweet kiss.
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Inevitably, it was time to leave. As they were saying goodbye, Remus caught sight of Remy kissing Virgil's cheek. He have to ask about that later. For now, he couldn't wait to get home and call Dee.

[Word Count: 1092 words.]