Jeremy has these weird dreams sometimes that he can't really remember when he wakes up. He generally thinks nothing of them and he has more important thing to worry about in his life that an odd dream or two. Well, that is until the Mikaelsons come crashing into the town like a damn fright-train... btw: Vampire Diaries isn't mine in any way shape or form. Note: I'm usually on AO3, but had a request to put this specific fic on here so they could save it, so no panic there 😁

In which, Roman angst. That's all I'm saying. Prepare to suffer, you're welcome and I'm not sorry (;-;). (Roman edit source made by @princelogical on Tumblr at https://princelogical.tumblr.com/post/183482123965/no-one-hates-you-what-if-i-do-ko-fi)

It would have been normal if Choromatsu's alarm clock, which was set to ring every five minutes, didn't blast his eardrums so early in the morning and awoke him from his slumber. And all it took for Osomatsu to realize something was definitely wrong was to simply glance at the alarm clock Choromatsu brought with his own saved money for all the brothers to make use of it. That small, silver alarm clock that had been decorated with scratch marks from Ichimatsu's cats, Jyushimatsu's and Todomatsu's colorful stickers, and Karamatsu's leftover glitter from the obnoxious articles of clothing he's worn, was all it took for Osomatsu to drop the photo album and look around the room in horror and realization. The alarm clock, that small silver piece of technology, was clean and unscratched as it was sitting next to the futon meant only for one person. End: Jan 2019