Remy woke up to fighting. He didn't really like it. "He deserves at least this, Emile-"
"He doesn't deserve anything! He's a bum! Sassy, mean, abusive-"
"Oh yeah totally, tell me, Emi, Um, where are your bruises? Cause I've seen Remy covered in them but you-"
"You think I'm lying?"
"I know you're lying, you're talking to Deception." Emiles eyes darted to the male who slowly sat up, the yellow comforter sliding down his chest.
"How'd you sleep, cheater?" Emile growled.
"I-I, babes, I didn't cheat, I-"
"You're in his room, in his bed!"
"Fully clothed! Not at all touched, with a cup of sleepy time tea right here!"
"You're a piece of shit," Emile glared at Remy and the older couldn't help but shrink away.
"So you've told me. Are you-"
"No, shut up!"
Before Emile could say anything else, Deceit waved his hand, Emiles own hand clamping over his mouth, Deceit forced Emile out of his room. "Hes staying in here, and he's breaking up with you." Deceit glanced over at Remy who gave a numb nod.
Silence filled the room, Deceit walked back over, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Why'd your stick up for me?"
"Because you deserve it."
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
"How would you like to be a dark side, Remy?"
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Pretty Lies ; Sander Sides ; Sleepceit
Fanfiction[Completed] Remy and Emile have a toxic relationship, and when Deceit brings this to Remys attention, he can only think of it as a lie.
