The Logical Exception

{ Chapter 29 - Coffee Confessionals }

"It's not going to happen, Dee." Remy had stomped off to their room, his brother right behind him. "Just because you want to help out these hero wanna-bes does not mean I have to."

"I wasn't going to force you." Deceit's voice was quiet and calm. He didn't match the raised tone of Remy's frustration, if anything he sounded bored.

"Oh, BS." He pointed the straw in his cup at his brother. "I can see the way your eyes wander all over that idiot. You can't lie to me. You want him to like you. I'm not going to play that game for you. You may be older but you don't control me queen!"

Dee raised his eyebrow at Remy, crossing his arms. "When have I ever forced you to do anything?" His voice dipped dangerously low, showing Remy just how serious he was.

Remy lowered his straw, looking Dee over.

"And do you really think that I would sell you out like that? Even if it was for someone fine?"

"Don't try to guilt me gurl."

"Answer my question, do you think I would sell you out like that?"

Remy relaxed, allowing the tension to drop out of his shoulders. "Maybe if the ass was really fine."

Dee couldn't help but snort, quickly covering his mouth. "You are not allowed to be funny when we are having a serious conversation."

Remy dropped onto the bed, making sure not to let a drop of his drink escape. "Too bad, I'm always entertaining."

Dee walked over and he sat next to Remy, closing his eyes and running a hand over his face. "You are insufferable." Though he was fairly good at hiding it, his lisp showed just a bit as he said those words. This whole ordeal had been exhausting for all of them, Deceit included.

"You wouldn't have me any other way."

"I don't know, I could probably do without the sass, but the caffeine addiction is new. Care to explain?"

"Not really." Remy sighed, taking off his sunglasses and finally looking at his brother. The two of them used to look more alike, but now Remy's eyes were grey and dull, no longer sharing the spark of mischief that twinkled in Dee's eyes, and Dee's skin was slowly being replaced by scales, hiding the cheekbones and chiseled features he used to be proud of.

"You're going to make me tell you anyway, aren't you?"

"I'm not forcing you to do anything Rems, but I'm guessing it has to do with you not wanting to use your powers."

"You aren't forcing me to do anything? Yeah, Yeah, where have I heard that before?" He let out another sigh, he didn't want to talk about this, but if he was going to tell anyone, he was going to tell his brother. "They put me in a coma Dee, for two months, and the worst part was, I didn't even have control over my own powers. I don't know how they did it but they somehow used me as a jump point. I was like some kind of relay station. I had no agency! I was stuck inside my own head, feeling my powers be used and abused, and I had no control. Do you know how helpless I felt?" He stood up, pacing as he clung to his Starbucks cup.

"The worst part is, I don't know how much control they have, I don't know if they are going to be able to get back in if I fall asleep, so I don't plan on falling asleep. No one is going to have that much power over me." Though he had stopped talking he hadn't stopped pacing, he chewed on the straw as Dee watched him carefully.

"Then don't. I told you, I'm not asking you to do this for them. I'm asking you to let me use your powers."

Remy stopped, staring at his brother with wide eyes. "Gurl no! We don't know what that will do to you. The scales have already spread to one of your eyes, what if the other one is next?"

"Then I will adapt, just like I always have."

"Why are you choosing now to try to play the self-sacrificing hero? You hate the scales, why are you willingly looking to add more."

"It's not that big of a deal, a few more scales isn't going to change how ugly I look, and besides if we can get Logan awake then we can try to get some money from him as well, just like your boy toy did."

"He's not mine, not yet," he didn't miss his brother's comment about his looks but he also knew that wasn't a battle he could currently fight.

"Either way, we get some cash and we run. I can hold your form for the rest of our lives and we will really look like twins."

"That's going to be exhausting."

"Yeah, well at least we will be free."

Remy finally sat back down, he didn't believe his brother for a minute. Dee wanted a normal life, Dee wanted to be able to have happiness at the end of the road, but this wasn't how he was going to get it. "I'm sorry. This wouldn't have happened-"

"Don't finish that sentence. I would much rather the situation we are in right now, then for you and I to have both stayed repressed and under our parents thumb. I don't think you would have survived an arranged marriage." Dee slid the glasses back onto Remy's face before ruffling his brother's hair.

"Yes or no, can I borrow your power."

"Fine, but don't blame me when this goes horribly wrong." There was a hint of sadness hidden behind Remy's playful smile and Dee just gave him a smirk in return.

"Oh don't worry, I blame you for enough already, what's one more?" He held out his hand, expecting Remy to give him a hair or something but instead Remy handed over his drink.

"I've been chewing on that straw long enough, you shouldn't have a problem."

"That is disgusting Remington."

"So is you using my full name." He gasped, his hand flying to his chest.

"Bottoms up." Deceit drank the overly sugary beverage, before allowing his body to shift and change into his brother's form.

AN: hey y'all, sorry this is coming out a bit later in the day then I normally post. Today was a bit rough, this whole week kind of has been, but don't worry I'm still fine. Let me know if there are any major mistakes I need to fix!