It's Best I Die |Roman Angst|

Eighteen

{I'm procrastinating again- }

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Logan clung to Roman, never letting Roman do anything without holding onto him in some way. Was it illogical? Probably but Logan wasn't taking chances.

"LoLo, I'm not going to fade away, I promise," Roman murmured as he held the nerd close to him. "You don't have to be afraid.."

Logan hid his face in Romans chest, the tears starting all over again. This was the third time he's cried that day, and Thomas still had no idea what was going on. "B-but what if you do..?" He asked sleepily.

"I won't.. Get some sleep, Logan, I'll be here when you wake up.." Roman played with Logan's hair as he shifted on the couch to get more comfortable.

Logan nuzzled Roman, allowing his eyes to shut as he held onto Roman. The prince sighed softly, holding his best friend close to him. Virgil walked into the living room and smiled sadly.

"Thomas keeps asking about you and I think Remus is starting to get irritated with him not taking a No for an answer.." Virgil murmured as he knelt down next to the couch to be eye level with Roman. "You won't leave us, right Princey..?"

Roman shook his head as Virgil broke down. He scoot over so Virgil could join him and Logan on the couch. "I'm not leaving any of you.."

Virgil seemed content with the answer and laid next to Logan in Romans arms. All they needed now was the snake and Duke, then Roman would be once again trapped under the four people that seemed to truly care about him.

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Dee shivered as he entered the hallway of the traits. The wall said 'Rooms of the Forbidden' in what was hopefully red paint. The hallway was dark with flickering lights, the walls covered in claw marks.

Scanning the doors, Dee looked for the one with a broken crown. He took in each symbol; a glowing hourglass, an eye with a glitched pupil, a broken green shield, and a broken crown which is what he needed.

He stared at the door with the hourglass, feeling as though it was connected to him in some strange way. With a shivered shrug, Dee knocked on the door with the broken crown, waiting for the Sub-trait to open the door.

It creaked open, black shadows trying to leak out but a certain sub-trait made them go back in. He gave the snake a confused look. "Oh, it's you. What do you want?"

"I need to talk to you," Deceit replied quietly. "It's..it's about Roman.."

The sub-trait's eyes darkened a bit but he nodded nonetheless and opened the door enough to let Deceit in. "Make it snappy. I haven't got all day."