Sanders Sides Oneshots [REQUESTS OPEN]

Promises, promises. [Demus]

"Fwuck you!" A five-year-old Remus yelled happily from where he was standing on top of the playground. He had officially declared himself king of kindergarten, although his brother was a bit miffed about that. Not like Remus cared about that.

"Didn't your mom not tell you to say thems words?" Janus asked quietly from behind Remus and Remus whirled around, scowling. He didn't like the other kids, they were mean and spit at him and called him a freak. Just like his twin brother.

Janus didn't like the other kids either. They made fun of his scar and didn't like that he only spoke in lies. But, he'd seen Remus getting picked on and thought that maybe it was his chance to make at least one friend in school.

"Go away! I have a stick and I'll hit you if you spit at me!" Remus threatened, holding up a big stick. Well, it seemed big to two relatively small kindergarten children. Janus lifted an eyebrow and giggled a little, sitting down. He patted the spot next to him and Remus sat down hesitantly, the stick still clutched in his small fist.

"My name isn't Janus. What's not yours?"Janus asked, wondering if Remus would be able to tell the truth out of his lies. Remus yawned and scratched his head before answering. "I'm Remus." It didn't even occur to him that it was an odd way of speaking, his brain was just naturally adjusted to weird and unusual things.

"Do you not want to be friends?" Janus asked, in awe from the fact that Remus had understood him. All the other kids just told him to go away and eventually, he'd learned to stop asking. Remus looked him dead in the eye and Janus was a bit caught-off guard from the intensity of that green stare.

"You pwomise not to be mean? And that no matter how gross I am, you stay?" Remus asked seriously, as serious as he could be for a five-year-old with a fake mustache drawn on. Janus nodded, just as seriously, and Remus broke out into a maniacal grin.

Eighteen years later, and Janus was regretting his promise. Especially since his best friend-now-boyfriend was refusing to take a shower and wanted cuddles. Janus pinched his nose, his voice coming out nasally.

"Remus! I ssswear to god, go take a fucking shower!" Janus screeched, avoiding Remus, who was on the other side of the couch Janus was in front of. Remus pouted, making grabby hands for his boyfriend. "If you don't, you won't be getting any sort of affection from me for two weeks." The snake-like male threatened and Remus paled.

"Alright, alright, fine!" Remus whined and then it was as if a lightbulb had gone off in his head. He turned to Janus with an over exaggerated-seductive expression and Janus held in a laugh. "You wanna join me, JJ?" "Hell no, you fucking reek. Go take a shower and then we'll talk." Janus replied immediately, used to his boyfriend's shenanigans to try and get in his pants. Remus pouted and finally went to take a shower. Janus sighed, a fond smile on his face. He loved his boyfriend to death, but the guy had no sense of hygiene.