Claustrophobia

11

TW: hint of sexual assault, hint of cat calling, mention of sex, mention of death, mention of drinking

I think it's safe to say that the mind Palace was once again a mess and divided.

Roman missed his boyfriends, mom and little brother in spirit.

Damien didn't live there and wasn't there often enough to have the extremely close bond the sides had with each other. But they had to admit being yelled at like that hurt.

Remus was having the worst time with this change. He wouldn't leave his bed. He was afraid that he was being abandoned by his family and dumped by his boyfriends. He felt alone, just like he did when Roman abandoned him.

Remus was currently in his bed, Roman was in his. Damien was talking with the executioner about a date to end Patton's life.

Patton was chilling in his cell. He was making jokes and inappropriate calls. Damien wanted to snap his neck like a twig.

——In the Mind Palace——

Irra was drawing in his room while Logan and Paranoia were making out on Virgil's bed.

Janus was drinking downstairs and honestly hoping he could stay drunk until the kids came back with some kind of apology. He's willing to forgive them to some extent, but trust needed to be won back.

"I-Irra can yo-" "Leave cause you wanna go at it? I'm out." Irra interrupted Paranoia before he sunk into the Imagination.

He leaned against a tree and kept drawing.

——With Damien——

They sighed. "You're dying in two days Patton. Can't wait to see you go." They told him.

Patton nodded sadly. "Oh. Okay. Damien I'm sad about this whole death thing." He pulled them to the bar. "Can you cheer me up?" He asked.

Damien shook their head and pushed away from Patton. The could feel the ghost touch of his hands on their hips.

"D-Don't- Don't touch me there." Damien said trying to remain calm. "Awe but when the twins hug you from behind they can touch you there."

"They didn't ruin my life. On the contrary they made it better." Damien hissed. "Awe Dammy please come cheer me up." Patton whined.

"NO!"Damien yelled. "You aren't doing this again."

"You didn't like it?" Patton asked.

"God no." They hissed.

"Another?"

"Hell no."

"You sure?"

"I-I'm Sure. Please stop."

"Awe~ Come on~"

Damien shook their head and sunk out. They could hear Patton laughing.

Damien rose up and somehow ended up in a tree branch, not that they minded.

Damien sniffled and started crying a little. God Patton really fucked with them.

All the painful memories flashed through their head. The begging and screaming and the promise of going to the grave with this information.

They curled up and buried their head in their knees, as if it would muffle their crying.

——With the Twins——

Remus sighed and laid next to a stuffed snake plush. The duke just pet it gently. "I'm sorry mom." He muttered.

"You shouldn't be. He kicked out because we tried protecting him!" Roman hissed.

"We should've told them! Irra was right! We didn't think this through and now we've been pulled away from our boyfriends who probably don't love us anymore." Remus hissed.

"WELL WE AREN'T RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR FEELINGS!" Roman yelled. While he was absolutely right, you don't have any responsibility for how others feel, one thing was on Remus' mind.

"If we didn't get to Irra in time, we would have responsibility in his death. I would've gone right after him if he died." Remus said.

Roman shook his head. "Rem- no. Don't say that." He said softly. Remus started crying at the thought. He would've left everything behind.

Roman went over and laid in front of Remus. Roman pulled his twin close and pet his hair. "Hey hey. It's okay. He's not gone, Patton will be dead soon and then we can fix the relationship with the others. It'll all be okay and how it was before." Roman told him.

Remus nodded and wiped his tears. He nuzzled closer to Roman and started falling asleep. Roman kissed his head and fell asleep with Remus.

(ITS NOT R*MR*M I WILL NEVER RIGHT THAT SHIT! IT'S ALL SIBLING AFFECTION! IF YOU COMMENT SOMETHING ABOUT HOW THIS IS KINDA R*MR*M I WILL DELETE YOUR COMMENT AND REPORT YOUR ASS! That 'ship' disgusts me. If you support it get the fuck off my page)

——With Irra——

He was wandering around. Looking for something else to draw when he heard crying.

He went looking for the source. He eventually found Damien sitting against the tree. They moved down so they didn't fall and hurt themselves.

"Damien?" Irra called. He was still completely outraged by the death secret but hated seeing his friends cry.

Damien looked over at Irra. "I-I-Irra. W-what are you doing here?" They asked wiping their tears and holding back the rest.

Irra went over and sat next to them. "Why are you crying?" Damien chuckled sadly and shook their head. "I'm not allowed to say! I have a secret with someone and I'm not allowed to spill." They explained.

"If it's tearing you apart like this then you need to tell someone." Irra said softly. Damien chuckled sadly again. "P-promise you won't get mad at me again for keeping this?" They asked the 18 year old.

Irra nodded. "Yeah. Of course." Damien started crying again and hugged Irra. They explained what happened and what the secret was.

Irra was beyond pissed.