Getting it Together

Reunion Dinner

TW: yelling, broken plate, getting cut with shards, threats, cleaning of cuts

Everyone sat at the dinner table in awkward silence.

Damien, Roman, and Virgil poked the food around their plates, not eating it. Remus stared off at something that wasn't there. The only people happy at the dinner table were Patton and Jason. Jason was shoveling food in his mouth like he'd never eat again and Patton was sitting contently, watching everyone else.

Jason's leg pressed against Roman's. Nothing inappropriate, but just the touch made Roman want to scream.

"Damien, Virgil, you two need to eat. You wanna grow big and strong, right?"

Virgil looked up, "Sorry," he spooned some mashed potatoes in his mouth before pushing the food around the plate again.

Damien looks Patton at Patton with a resentful gaze in his eyes, "I can't eat this."

"Yes, you can. Now eat." Patton looked at him coldly.

"No, I won't."

"I'll send you up to your room without dinner." Patton threatens.

"Honestly? I'd prefer that rather than this mess you call a family dinner!"

"Then sit down! You're staying down here, with your family! Stop ruining our Reunion Dinner!"

"Really? because I'm pretty my reunion dinner was a year ago, you know? With the family you threatened to kill!" Damien stood up in anger, ready to walk away.

"Sit down!" Damien slammed his plate into the wall when Patton told him to sit down, food scattering everywhere, and the loud noise make both Remus and Logan flinch.

Patton breathed out heavily. Closing his eyes in anger, "Pick it up, Damien. Go pick up the glass and the food that is scattered across the floor because you can't be grateful that we have food here!"

"Patton-" Logan tried, getting cut off.

Patton turned towards him, fury in his eyes, "Shut up, Logan. I've had enough of his attitude." Logan went silent at Patton's angry words, trying to keep the anger away from him. Patton turned back to Damien, "Pick it up, or Virgil can stay downstairs tonight," Patton pointed towards the basement doors and Virgil whimpered at the thought.

"Why are you punishing him, he hasn't done anything!" Damien yells.

Patton slams his hands on the table, making his plate shake as he stood and looked pointedly at Damien.

Damien breathed out harshly before going over to where the plate had smashed and starting to pick it up carefully, wincing at the cuts he still got.

Everyone watched in silence, nervously looking up at Patton when Damien finished throwing it all away.

"Did you get cuts Dami?" Patton asks gently, moving over to Damien.

His voice was soft, and worried, like a dad when their son scraped his knee.

But he's not my dad, Damien reminded himself.

"Yes." He admits threw gritted teeth. Logan suddenly looked worried, as Patton grabbed Damien and moved him into the kitchen, still in plain view of everyone.

Patton grabs a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and a cotton ball, beginning to clean Damien's cuts, who winces and attempts to pull his hands away.

Patton's grip tightens. "We need to clean them so they don't get infected, kiddo."

Damien bites back a sarcastic reply, moving to sit back down when Patton finished.

"Now," Patton says calmly. "Everyone finish eating, and then it's time for bed."

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