Deceit disaster

shit

-Roman got less and less affectionate over the week. He realized it didn't matter so he didn't bother. Virgil got worried. VERY worried. At one point he thought they might break up. He was worried to be alone with Roman because he thought thats the first thing he'll say. The Friday after Deceit had talked to Roman, Virgil locked himself in his room for the day. Roman was mad at that. He wanted to vent again but no one else would understand or care....except....well. He COULD go to the darks place...maybe...yep. He was going to do that. He grabbed overnight clothes and off he went.-

Roman: Deceit! Deceit please!

-Deceit opened the door. He looked groggy, like he just woke up.-

Deceit: What-? Oh hi.

Roman: Deceit can I come in please?

Deceit: You want to come in?

Roman: Mhm! Please!

-Deceit smirked and let him in. Roman tosses his bag on the couch and walks to the kitchen.-

Roman: I need a drink

Deceit: What the fuck- Uhm- what are you trying to do Roman-?

Roman: Virgil is getting worse. We are still dating but its like we are enemies again.

Deceit: Still dating huh?

Roman: Mhm

-Roman grabs the drink from before. It was strong, and he knew that. He drank it from the bottle.-

Deceit: Holy shit Roman- hey hey hey! Are you ok?

-Deceit ran up to Roman and tried to get the drink from him. Roman yanks it back and out of Deceits reach, pushing him down with his other hand. He chugs it out of Deceits reach-

Roman: I'm NOT ok! Stop it I need this!

Deceit: Roman! This is very irresponsible of you!

Roman: Does it look like I care..

-Roman lowers his hand and lets Deceit snatch the drink.-

Deceit: Roman. You are taking this too hard- Damn it you drank it all. Roman!

-Roman giggles. His face was red. He hugs Deceit, putting all his weight on him.-

Deceit: Romannnn come onnnnn.

-Remus walks down the stairs. He raises an eyebrow at the sight and sits down on the couch, watching him.-

Roman: You know Dee Dee~ your scales are pretty~

-Remus just about choked on his popsicle. Was he cheating on Virgil?-

Deceit: Yes. Yes. Thats nice. Now stop it. I'm NOT carrying you. Get off!

Roman: Deeee Deeeeeeeee!

Deceit: Oh my god...

Roman, giggling: I want you.

Deceit: You really don't.

Roman: I need you.

-Deceit rolls his eyes.-

Roman: Come on Dee Dee

-Deceit smirked. He didn't even have to work and Roman was his again. He didn't necessarily LIKE Roman. He just liked messing with Virgil and quite frankly the others in general. Plus, Roman was a good bottom. He walked to his room with Roman dragging behind. He locked the door and they had fun. Remus gasped and dropped his popsicle. Remus KNEW this wasn't right. It was Deceits fault but seeing as he didn't get Roman drinking he feels Roman should be the first target. He smirks, he had an idea. He goes back to writing, still eating his popsicle, dust and hair from the floor and all.-