"Remy, can we talk?" Deceit was talking to himself. Practicing like a teenager, "You see, I...love you," he looked at himself for a moment before scoffing. "Idiot, Yes, I totally love you, no thats something you have to build up to! You have a crush dont just- Aghhh-" He sighed, before starting again, "Hey, Remy-"
"You called?" Remy stood in De's room, leaning against the door, sipping an iced coffee with a smug smirk.
"...No. How long have you been there?"
"Just showed up, heard my name, what you doing?" Remy walked closer, setting his drink down and plopping on Deceits bed. He's been in here so many times it felt like home. Felt natural.
"Just practicing something," Despite being the master of deception, he found it diffuclt to lie to Remy, he sat besides him, tensing when Remy sat up a bit to lean against him. It was so casual but with the newfound feeings
Deceit felt...conflicted.
"Practicing what, babes?"
"None of your busniess,"
"It obviously involves me," Remy huffed, "Meanie,"
"Brat," Deceit playfully shot back, nudging Remy lightly. "When was the last time you slept? Your eyebags could rival Virgils,"
"About a week ago," Remy curled closer to Deceit, "It's like I cant sleep unless youre besides me,"
"Im flattered, now sleep," Deceit kept Remy close, humming until he knew the other was asleep, placing a soft peck on the others head. He didn't really notice Emiles presence till he spoke.
"How wholesome!"
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Pretty Lies ; Sander Sides ; Sleepceit
Fanfic[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.
