Hello everyone! Ummm, so a potentially very triggering chapter we have coming up here. Take very good care of yourselves. Read all triggers if you are susceptible to any form of poor or uncomfortable reaction to any of the following and if I miss something I deeply apologize and please inform me so I can add it to the trigger warning list here at the top. This chapter, namely in the flashback but there are discussions of it outside of the flashback sequence, there is buying and selling of people, namely underage individuals, there is also warnings for mentions of slavery and rape, there is a not horribly descriptive segment of non-consensual fingering, being drugged with an aphrodisiac and also just general themes of omegas being treated like property, anxiety and despair. Again, take care of yourselves, tell me if I missed anything. And as always thank you for reading!

"Thank you for watching over him, Roman," Janus smiled as he hoisted the whimpering omega in heat into his arms.

"It's okay… You'll take care of him now, right?" Roman asked.

"Don't worry, I'll call off work for the next few days to stay with Virgil until his heat calms down," Janus promised, softly nuzzling Virgil to ease him.

Roman watched the two of them head up the stairs and he awkwardly shifted into his seat. He remembered what Patton had said about sharing his past. He didn't know if Patton still wanted to and frankly he was a bit afraid to ask. Patton was such a joyous and bright person, seeing his expression go dark even for a second at the reference to his past was chilling. Still, Roman wanted to know and understand.

"Um, Patton…"

"I'm still willing to tell you if you're up for it," Patton cut him off, leaning his head against the back of the couch as he looked up at the ceiling.

"I'm sorry for prying," Roman mumbled, frowning softly as he gave a side glance towards Patton.

"It's fine. It's been nine years. I'm okay with talking about it. It's good to be open so people can be aware of why you are the way you are, you know?" Patton replied.

"Happy Pappy Patton-cake here has always been pretty open about how he ended up with Janus, told me before I even moved in here," Remus added to ease Roman's guilt a bit.

"So what is your tale?" Roman asked.

"Well for a bit of background I should say my dad got into a bit of trouble with the law. I don't know the full extent of it 'cus I was a kid and never looked into it, but I know he wasn't actually directly involved but he was gonna lose a lot of money and go to jail and stuff," Patton started.

"Embezzlement. I asked Janus to recover the court files a while back out of curiosity. Higher members of your father's company essentially convinced him he was signing off for business deals for the company but actually he was just making a cover for the embezzlement going on and when it was caught, all of the documentation pointed to him being the guilty party," Logan explained.

"Still don't know the details of what that means but good on you for doing your research Logie," Patton chipped before continuing. "Anyways it was right after his lawyer managed to somehow get him out of the problem, proving him innocent and all, that's when I started to learn what was really going on.

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Patton was just slightly under a quarter of a year shy of being fourteen the day his life had become uprooted.

A lot had been going on recently he didn't quite understand but he knew both his mother and father were very stressed. However, on this day, his mother and father had come home not long ago, his mother seeming much happier than she had in quite some time. She'd tucked all six of her children into bed and smiled so brightly at each and every one of them.

Patton couldn't sleep however, he wanted to get up to get some water. He hadn't meant to eavesdrop but, he heard his parents speaking in the living room and froze in the hall, listening in to something he'd soon wish he'd never heard.

"Darling, what's with the frown? Something is clearly bothering you and you're hiding it from me. You won your case, what could possibly overshadow that joy?" His mother asked with a soft but worried chuckle as she gently grasped her husband's hands.

"It's just… Now I have to pay the lawyer," Patton's father replied slowly.

"Is there something wrong with that? If it's that expensive I can try to reduce groceries for a while. It wouldn't be the first time you and I have skipped meals and the kids are fine with a slightly lighter portion," she reasoned in an attempt to sooth her mate.

"Danelle, please sit down for a moment," his father sighed.

Patton peaked around the corner to watch his parents take a seat on the couch. He'd never seen the type of expression on his father's face as he was now wearing. He seemed shaken and like he was about to break down crying, yet he still was holding his composure.

"I needed a good lawyer. I couldn't take any risks. With you not being able to get a job because of your back injury, who knows what would've happened to all of you if I lost. I went to the best one I could find, Mr. Gregor Dolion."

"What? But there is now way we could afford him on your salary. How in the world did you expect to pay him? His mother gasped, her stress visibly growing again.

"I know, I know. I still felt like I had to ask him. I did and, well, he told me he wasn't one to budge on prices. I did everything I could, begging him to understand my situation. I told him how we are both betas and can't get high ranked jobs, I told him about your condition, I told him about all of our kids. He started asking questions, he wanted to see a picture of our kids… I didn't realize what he was gearing the questions towards. H-he just said a price that was about three quarters of the original price. I thought he was lowering the price a bit for us, but when I asked for clarification…" He trailed off, too choked up to continue.

He refused to look up at his wife as she tentatively rested a hand on his shoulder.

"James?"

"He told me that was how much he was willing to buy Patton for," he admitted softly.

Patton blinked in confusion at the mention of his name, not understanding what his father was trying to say. His mother however visibly recoiled, staring at her husband completely horrified.

"You didn't. James, swear to me you didn't!" She pleaded, tears already forming in her eyes.

"Danelle, please be reasonable and understand that even if I'm only paying a quarter of the original price, it's still expensive. At least like this we can take care of the other kids and they won't get taken away because I couldn't work anymore. I know it's horrible, but Mr. Dolion is rich, he probably takes great care of his omegas. Patton will never live a life of struggle. It's better than any life we could guarantee for him here," James insisted.

"My baby isn't even fourteen yet. You're saying you're perfectly fine with a grown ass man taking advantage of him at any given whim? That you're alright with your son, your own precious flesh and blood being placed in a system than is practically slavery?" Danelle growled defiantly.

"It's too late. We've already…"

"And you waited until just now to tell me you were taking away my child?"

"I wanted to tell you but I didn't know how," James cried.

"When? When are they taking him?" Danelle asked, tears freely pouring down her cheeks.

"He expects me to drop him off tomorrow. He was very persistent about it being tomorrow's date being the drop off. I'm assuming he has something going on tomorrow that he needs Patton for," he sighed, his shoulder's sagging as he leaned forward.

His mother tsked under her breath and stood up to leave but froze in place as she watched the small white eared omega ducking around the corner, unsuccessfully trying to hide from her gaze.

"Patton? How long have you been there Sweety?" She asked worriedly.

Patton slunk out of his hiding spot to face his parents. His tail curled around himself as his ears flattened guiltily.

"I d-didn't mean to mama. I just wanted some water," Patton whimpered.

"Shh, it's alright Honey. You aren't in trouble. Come here baby," his mother soothed, beckoning him over to the couch.

Patton quickly and quietly obeyed his mother and sat down on the couch between his parents

"Did you understand what we were talking about, Honey?" his mother asked sadly, her brow crinkling sympathetically.

"Dad needs to take me somewhere tomorrow?" Patton replied, shaking his head with confusion.

His mother's arms wrapped around him as she hugged him tightly, trembling as she silently sobbed.

"Patton, dear, there is a man who helped me get out of a lot of trouble. In return he wants you to go live with him now. And if you're a very good boy and you listen to him even when his orders may seem a bit weird and like you can't possibly go through with them, then he'll make sure that you will be well taken care of and I can continue to take good care of your mom and siblings. Do you understand?" His father asked tentatively.

Patton looked down as best as he could from where he was trapped in his mother's arms, giving his father a nod.

"I'm so sorry Patton. If I'd known sooner, I would have… I would have figured something out. I would've found another way. I'm so sorry," Danelle cried.

His mother seemed so upset and angry. Even his father looked like the topic greatly pained him. Whatever his father was insinuating wasn't a good thing. Patton wouldn't deny he was naive and sheltered, but that didn't change the fact he knew people treated him and his other omega classmates differently. If someone wanted him, it was likely that he was chosen for whatever reason it was because he was an omega. He didn't understand what exactly entailed but he knew it wasn't something pleasant from the sound of it.

He was scared. He wanted to scream and cry. He wanted to plead with his mother to protect him. He didn't want to be taken away. He didn't want to know what had made his parents so upset about the arrangement.

His chest ached and his throat was pinched, threatening to close. Still he pulled away from his mother and smiled.

"Don't cry mom, it's okay. Don't be mad at dad either, I don't mind. If it's to help dad and everyone else then I'll happily go. I want to go," Patton chriped beaming brightly.

He locked away the turmoil inside. It was best that his parents believed he was happy. It was better for everyone that way, he truly did want to help after all. Not like that, but he'd do what needed to be done so they could smile.

"Do you really mean that Patty?" James asked, his brows furrowing with worry.

"Mhm! You both do so much. Micha and Sammy too. Now it's my turn to be helpful. I wanna do it," Patton replied.

Both of his parents held him from that moment on, not wanting to waste a single moment of their few remaining hours with their son.

He blinked out into sleep for a while but was awoken in the early hours of the morning to say goodbye to his younger and older siblings. He couldn't tell them the exact truth of why he was leaving to his siblings. He told them that he was going away for a job he'd been given and didn't know if or when he'd be home. His eldest sister Micha was the only one who was suspicious and tried to hold him back and ask more questions. He still only gave her a sad smile and shook his head, leaving her without answers as he made his way out to his father's car.

The car ride was practically silent on the way to the Dolion estate. His father kept trying to speak at first but kept guiltily silencing himself before giving up. Patton was honestly relieved he did. He didn't think he could keep up the act much longer. Every part of him was buzzing with the energy to run and scream. He was terrified. He was seconds from crying and begging his father to turn the car around because he couldn't do it. He wouldn't be helping anyone if he broke down like that.

The massive gates of the manor came into view and his father drove up beside a camera and speaker system.

"Name and business," a curt voice asked from the other end.

"James Harth? I have a meeting with Mr. Dolion today," Patton's father replied.

There was a loud beeping sound followed by the gates creaking open on their own.

"He is waiting to meet you in the foyer," the voice stated.

James said a quick thank you and headed through the gates up the long driveway. Patton had never seen a house this large before, then again he'd never left the middle district before and there weren't many mansions there. If it hadn't been for the reason he was here, Patton honestly would have been ecstatic to be here to see something so new to him.

The car was placed in park right in front of the main entrance and James walked around to open Patton's door for him, looking down at him sympathetically. Patton did his best to smile as he stepped out of the car in spite of the nausea and fear clawing him aggressively from the inside.

His father bent down to hug him tightly to his chest.

"I don't know if I'll have another chance to say goodbye once we get inside. I'm sorry this is how things turned out. I really do love you Patton and I'm so proud of how brave of a young man you've turned into. I'm going to miss you so much," James whispered.

"I'll miss you too dad," Patton replied, his voice barely coming out of his tight throat.

Patton's father slowly pulled away with a sad smile, giving him one last kiss on the forehead. With that they both made their way to the door where they were met by a tall man with graying brown and two female omegas. Patton felt suffocated by the man's presence as an alpha, he's never experienced anyone quite like him. It was horribly nerve wracking.

Patton focused his attention on the other omegas but found no comfort from them either. Neither one met his eyes. They seemed pale as they kept their eyes trained down at the ground, bodies closed off from everyone.

"James, just in time. I see you brought your lovely son as I requested," the man hummed.

He stepped forward and began to circle Patton who shivered fearfully. Instantly this man had made him feel like some kind of prey that was being sized up by a dangerous predator. He didn't like this man, the way he moved, the way he carried himself, the reek of hormones surrounding him, everything. This was the man his father was giving him to and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Hmm, I'll admit, he's even more lovely than your pictures suggested. Obviously he's untrained but that can be remedied. A bit timid as well, I suppose that just means I shouldn't expect any tantrums from him. Considering he's not the product of selective genetic pairings, he's still a fairly decent omega. I believe our deal still holds true," he pulled out a folded paper from the inside pocket of his coat and handed it to James. "Here is your receipt of purchase and the sum of your remaining debt, just as promised."

"Thank you sir," Patton's father bowed his head respectfully.

The man didn't wait any longer to bother replying, just snapping to signal his two omegas into action.

"Go on Girls, see to it he's properly prepared, the party is not too far off now," he ordered.

The omegas took Patton by the arms and began gently leading him further into the house.

"Wait, please, I have to know. You're going to make sure he's alright here, right?" James asked worriedly.

"Why of course. No need to concern yourself. He'll be given food and shelter, everything he needs. He'll be treated well here," the man replied.

That was the last of the conversation Patton was able to hear as he was rushed out of hearing range and towards a far wing of the house that was completely filled with the scent of dozens of omegas. He was taken to a large bathhouse type room with a large bathing pool in the center, surrounded by a series of stools and showerheads.

The older omegas prompted him to help with the removal of his clothing which he reluctantly complied to do. He was stripped down to nothing and guided into the surprisingly well heated water. They began to carefully scrub at his with perfume-like soaps and shampoos. It was strange being bathed by someone else as a thirteen year old, but it wasn't unpleasant, it was just like revisiting his childhood and having his mom or older siblings take care of him.

He was startled out of his growing peace when he was brought to a shallower area of the water and bent over. There was the sound of a cap opening and he glazed back to see one of them putting some kind of ointment or oil on her fingers. Moments later a long thin finger began to prod at his backside and jumped slightly.

"W-what?" Patton whined questioningly, trying to shift and move away only for the other omega to grab hold of him.

"Shh, just relax. We won't hurt you. We're just trying to help. We were asked to make sure you were completely cleaned and prepared for tonight. Master doesn't usually bring boy omegas here but the few that he has seem to have more trouble than the girls. We'll help you be prepared in case the young master wishes to take you outside of heat tonight. It'll be less painful if we do, even if it is still your first time," the omega holding him explained, rubbing a soothing hand through his hair to try to distract him from what else was going on with his body.

Patton let out a fearful whine as he tremblingly leaned against the older omegas breast, waiting for the other omega to finish touching him weirdly. His chest was tightening with terror to the point it was excruciating. He didn't fully understand what was going on but he was placing pieces together. He didn't want the scary old man from before doing things like this to him. He had to do it for his father though. His father told him he had to be a good kid and just obey what he was told.

He began to fall laxly into the arms of the omega in front of him as a strange tingling warmth grew in his body. It felt like a very weak version of his heat, but he wasn't sure why. He wasn't due for another heat until next month. There had to be something weird in the ointment they were using.

Luckily for him, they didn't keep him long, releasing him from their hold and helping him get back out of the pool on his now wobbly legs. They gently dried him off with soft towels as the one that'd previously been holding him explained what was to happen next.

"You're to be presented to your master shortly. For now we need to quickly get you dressed and into position for the young master in the main living room."

The clothing they'd picked out were a bit too revealing for Patton's taste. It was a combination of a sleeveless, turtleneck crop top and a thin skirt that was tied at the hip, showing off enough skin to advertise the lack of clothing beneath. Both fabrics were a rich blue that matched his eyes. A pale lighter blue ribbon was tied in a bow around his throat like a birthday present. Very soon, he realized that was exactly what he was. He was taken to the living room where he was knelt amongst a pile of brightly colored gifts.

He was told to stay put in that kneeling position until he was told he could move, so he did. Even when the lights were turned off, even when his body still felt horribly off from what the other omega had done to him, even when his knees began to hurt from sitting on them, even when he wanted to begin crying out from the overwhelming fear and sadness. He stayed, he obeyed, that was what he was told to do now. Sit, obey, look pretty.

The door to the living room slowly creaked open and Patton's eyes nervously found interest in the floor.

"It's time for our gifts, Janus. Are you not excited?" A voice that he recognized as the man from the door asked.

"Just a bit suspicious. You've never been this excited over my birthday before. What did you do?" a younger voice inquired suspiciously.

"Well, your eighteenth birthday is a special day when it comes to your future, so I thought I'd do you a favor and kickstart it for you," the man replied.

"Father, you better not have done what I think you did," the younger one snarled, making Patton flinch from where he sat nestled in the shadows of the curtain drawn room.

The lights flicked on again and Patton fearfuly lowered his gaze even further, staring down at his knees. Quick steps were rushing towards him. He fought the urge to shudder, losing to a small shiver in his upper back, but he didn't move from his spot.

"You didn't. You seriously went out and bought another omega to support one of those corrupt facilities again, didn't you?" the boy known as Janus growled furiously.

"No, I know how you are. You're so stubborn with your opinions on those places so I acquired him through other means. My client from the Harth case couldn't afford my services so I traded something of material worth instead," the man explained. "Hopefully after a bit of experience with owning your own omega you'll want to purchase a bit more qualified one."

"I'll be taking my gifts to my room now. Have a nice day, Father," Janus said bluntly, attempting to end the conversation.

"You're just going to run off half way through the day without even a thank you for all of this? Isn't your birthday a day best spent with your family?" His father asked with a raised brow. "Your mother hasn't even arrived yet. She's still held up with getting all of the other omegas in order."

Janus let out a soft sigh and turned to face his father again.

"I'd like to get this boy somewhere more comfortable. If I take him to my room and return in a few minutes to spend the rest of the evening with you, will we have ourselves a deal?" Janus prompted.

He gave a bit of a smirk as he nodded, sitting himself down on the couch just a few feet away.

"Don't be too rude to the boy Janus, he is a virgin after all," his father grinned.

Janus ignored him and held down his hand to the omega who finally looked up at the handsome, young, heterochromatic alpha.

"Do you think you can stand?" Janus asked softly, keeping his conversation with the omega private from his father's ears.

Patton nodded and took Janus's hand to help himself return to his feet. He stumbled a few steps, his knees popping from having been sitting on them and the buzzing in his lower body still making his legs feel unreal. He tsked softly as he regained his balance and tried regain his composure.

"My room isn't far from here, but if you need any help getting there, just ask and I'll help," Janus promised.

Patton lowered his gaze and allowed Janus to take his hand and lead him to his bedroom. Midway there he had to use his free hand to pin the fabric of the skirt to his hip as the knot began to come undone and the fabric threatened to fall from his body. Janus had taken notice and more hurriedly dragged Patton into his room, closing the door behind them.

Patton glazed around the darkened room that was much larger than his and his siblings' rooms combined. Even Janus's bed was large enough to hold several full grown individuals comfortably.

He turned his head at the sound of a creaking door and saw Janus entering a walk-in closet.

"As much as I'm sure you just absolutely adore that outfit, I think you should come pick out something more suitable," Janus chuckled, glancing back at the confused boy.

"Suitable?" Patton asked as he fixed the knot of his skirt.

"I'm sure you are just about as thrilled about being used for my pleasure as I am about people expecting me to do that to you," Janus huffed in slight annoyance.

Patton brightened up a bit, hoping that perhaps Janus was referring to the weird stuff that'd happened and he was not intending to do anything to him. He tentatively headed after Janus into the closet, trusting the alpha a bit more now.

"My clothing will likely be too big for you but there is bound to be something within my old clothes that you can get away with until I can take you shopping tomorrow," Janus hummed as he searched around. "Feel free to try on anything that you see of interest."

Patton briefly glanced at the clothing but didn't touch anything out of fear of potentially upsetting Janus.

"My name is Janus, by the way. What can I call you?"

Patton gave a startled jump at the conversation being restarted but recovered enough to answer.

"I-it's Patton."

"Well Patton, it'd seem we'll be spending quite a bit of time together at least until I move out. How about you tell me about yourself," Janus said as he strained to reach for some bins on an upper shelf. "Age, family, hobbies, whatever."

"Er, well I'm thirteen. Technically about thirteen and three quarters if that matters. I've got three older siblings and two younger ones. Mom got in a bad car accident a few years ago and badly hurt her back so she was always home to take care of all of us. Dad worked for a big company, but there was a problem? Dad said he didn't do it and I believe him but it got him into money problems with your dad. A-and I'm just an omega who's apparently worth something…" Patton trailed off distantly before catching himself and returning to his bright smile. "Not to worry about it Sir. This arrangement is perfectly okay by me. My family needed help and I like helping people. I love my family and this way I can show them that. I agreed to do this after all, it was my choice."

"You're allowed to be upset or angry. You know that right?" Janus said, looking over at him.

"W-what? Why would I need to feel like that? I'm perfectly fine," Patton insisted, his smile growing wider as the clench in his chest came back with a vengeance.

"I've grown up learning to identify lies when I see them, Patton. You don't need to lie here. I might be a stranger but there is no judgement, especially after what you're going through right now. I'd be upset in your shoes too," Janus replied.

Patton's walls broke before he even realized it, finally shedding his tears that instantly soaked his cheeks.

"I-I don't… I want to help them. I wanna be a good boy like dad asked me to be. B-but I… I'm…" Patton struggled to speak.

Janus walked over and gave him a soothing hug.

"You must be the best child a parent could ask for to go through with this. But it's okay. You're not an object, you're allowed to have feelings," he whispered.

"I'm scared. I wanna be helpful a-and of course I'm glad dad isn't in trouble anymore. But why'd he give me away? Doesn't he love me? Was I his least favorite? Is it because I'm an omega or did I do something wrong? Don't know what I did!" Patton sobbed.

Janus held him there for a moment, silently cursing the fact his father had likely been the one to originally propose this idea.

"It's fine to be a bit selfish with your wellbeing and afraid of all of this. I'm a stranger, this is a strange place. People have probably already been telling you that you need to do weird things. I promise you, you don't have to suffer anymore. I'm not going to do anything else to you that you don't want. I'll take care of and protect you until the day I can leave here and if you want to leave that day and return home, I won't stop you, I'll help you get there. Until then be greedy and use me for anything you want or need, alright?" Janus suggested with a small smile. "Honestly if this situation were to happen anyways, I'm glad that father gave you to me instead of keeping you and putting you in his group."

Janus rubbed a circle on Patton's mostly bare back, intending it to be platonic. To his and Patton's surprise, Patton let out a loud, breathy cry as he legs nearly gave out. Tears brimmed in Patton's eyes again as the buzzing in his lower body got much worse.

"Are you in heat?" Janus asked surprisedly as Patton's scent grew a bit more sweet behind the pungent fear.

"Mnm. They u-used something weird when th-they… they cleaned u-up in… that area," Patton explained embarrassedly as he continued to lean weakly against Janus's chest waiting for the fierce buzzing to go down a bit. "It makes me feel really weird… Can't feel my legs properly. All buzzy."

Janus quietly cursed under his breath, recognizing the symptoms the symptoms of a minor aphrodisiac his father usually used on his newer omegas or any omega he thought'd have trouble with doing a type of sexual favor he'd instructed them to do.

"Alright, clothing can wait until you feel a bit better," Janus stated as he suddenly scooped Patton up in his arms and carried him to the bed.

Patton whimpered fearfully as he was laid on his back on the bed, worried Janus might try something weird. To his surprise and relief Janus just pulled a light but soft blanket over top of Patton and gave one of his hands a soft squeeze.

"The feelings will wear away soon. I'll have someone bring you some water to nurse you through it. I have to return to father now, but you're welcome to try on the clothing in that bin I brought down for you. There's a TV right over there that you are welcome to use if you get bored. If you need anything at all and feel up to it you can go find one of the omega servants. Tell them I gave you free reign and they'll help you with whatever you need. I'll be back later tonight. Do you think you'll be alright alone?" Janus asked worriedly as he ran a hand through Patton's hair.

Patton gave a small nod and nestled further until the soft pillows and blankets on Janus's bed. The alpha spared him a fond smile as he turned and left the room. Patton pulled the cover up to his chin as he smiled to himself as well.

Just an hour ago he'd thought he was gonna be forced to do weird things for an old man who wouldn't care about him at all, but now Janus had come into the picture. He seemed so gentle and caring. It could be pretend but he just seemed so nice. If nothing else, it gave him hope he'd actually be alright here.

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"Your father sold you to settle a debt?" Roman question, vaguely horrified.

"Mhm."

"And then you were literally drugged?"

"Yup."

"But that's horrible, Master never drugged me. A-and I never met my parents but I-I know I would've never done that to Bella." Roman stammered in disbelief.

"As I said, we all had our sob stories. But it's alright, I had Janus and he made sure that was just one bad day that wasn't going to be repeated. He gave me back my freedom as soon as he moved out, same with Logan. He said we were welcome to leave if we wished and he'd give us all of the support he could. We could even move out and remain in a relationship, it was completely our choice. But we both chose to stay with him, it was where we were happy. It's been nine years and I haven't seen a single member of my family since that day," Patton shrugged acceptingly.

"Wait that's right, Logan you said you were purchased from a facility. If Janus hates the facilities so much then how did you end up with him? D-did his dad-"

"No, I was Janus's property through and through," Logan cut Roman off before he could begin his assumptions.

"But what happened then?" Roman asked frustratedly.

"That's for another day. You don't need to hear two depressing stories back to back. Plus to be honest, I wouldn't tell the story well. I hate to admit it but as much as I was attempting to put on a brave face back then I was terrified and just going through the motions. Much of that day you are asking me to tell you about is a large blur of a humiliating amount of emotion. Janus would be much better at telling the story of how he found and rescued me," Logan replied.

Roman gave a small pout but nodded.

"Fine, I'll ask Janus about it at some point," he muttered.

"I'm offended Ro! You are all curious about both of them but you don't ask how I ended up here. You know how I met Janus but not why I started fucking him," Remus scoffed crudely.

"As far as Patton and I are aware you moved in a decent while before you and Janus started having intercourse," Logan frowned.

"Okay, yeah but still. Are you not even curious?"

"Is it a story you want to share right now?" Roman asked with a skeptical raise of his brow.

"Nope!" Remus beamed back.

"Then why would you even bring it up?" Roman argued.

"Because I wanted attention."

"Why are you even like this?"

"Because I'm your little brother."

"By a couple minutes you crackhead!"

"Still counts."