Roman was looking at himself in the minor when he was called to help Thomas. He knew it must have been important because he was already starting to sink down to the living room.

When he got there he saw Logan, Patton, and Thomas. Logan was holding his glasses in one hand and was rubbing his eyes in the other. It looked like he didn't get any sleep at all that night. Roman looked over at Patton who looked more confused than anyone else there. Finally, he looked at Thoman and his face was all mixed with emotions. One side of him was exhausted, the other half looked all flustered and confused. Roman looked next to Thomas to see that there was no camera so he must have needed their help with something more personal.

"Ah, Roman you're here," Logan said, putting his glasses back on. "We need your help. Thomas had a dream last night about-"

"Well, a dream is a wish that the heart makes. So why are you asking me? Patton right there." Roman said, interrupting Logan.

Logan looked at Patton then back at Thomas.

"Umm Roman," Thomas said looking at the ground. "The dream was- well it was- umm, it had."

"It had me in it," Logan said, helping Thomas out. "And we kissed."

Roman looked at Patton and his face was bright red. Patton looked down at the floor. You could clearly see that his mind was going 100 miles per hour. He looked back up at Thomas.

"I'm so sorry kido, I didn't mean to do that to you. I just, well you know. Roman help me out." Patton looked over at him." Roman smiled at him then at Logan.

"Umm, how about you talk with Logan. It seems like you have a lot to talk about. Also, Thomas, you need sleep. Go back to bed and we'll sort this out."

Thomas looked at him and gave him a small smile. Then he turned around and walked to his room.

They all sank down and Patton ran to Logan and started to apologize like he just shot him in the leg. Tears started to fall and he fell to the floor. Roman looked at him then at Logan. Logan just sat there looking at him. Then he got on one knee and hugged him.
"It's ok," he whispered to Patton. "It's ok."

Logan looked at Roman and gave him the look to leave them alone. Roman didn't hesitate and left for his room. When he got there he sat on his bed and looked out his french doors out to his balcony where the sun shined in. He gave a small smile and walked to the doors. He put his hands on the silver handles when he felt a pair of eyes on him. Roman turned to see Remus sitting on his bed.

"What do you want Remus? This is my room." Roman said, folding his arms. Remus didn't respond; he just sat there, looking at him. "Umm hello?" he questioned. He walked over and poked his arm. "Bro?"

Remus fell over and hit the ground. Roman jumped back and looked down at him. The next thing he saw was blood pooling out of his head. Remus was pale and didn't seem to be breathing. Roman fell to the floor and pulled him close. He lifted up his head to see where the blood was coming from, but there was no wound. Roman's heart was racing and he was breathing harder and harder every minute. He could barely see due to the tears in his eyes. Soon he couldn't hold it back. Tears came from his eyes like a water faucet and he just held his dead brother in his arms and cried. He didn't care about the blood on his shirt and floor. "I'm so sorry, I couldn't save you." He whispered to his brother. "I'm so sorry."

He sat there on the floor holding his brother in his arms and crying till he heard something other than him gasping for breath. It was a sound he had heard before but it was muffled. It seemed to be farther away. Roman looked up and around. Nothing was out of place other than the blood on the floor. He looked back at his brother and something was off about him. His face was different. It was blurry and the green in his shirt faded. The sound started to fill the room. It was getting louder and louder. Roman couldn't think he was looking all around and he couldn't find where the sound was coming from. The room started to spin and Roman couldn't think straight. He looked down at his brother and he was just a blur. "REMUS!" He screamed trying to hold him but he couldn't. The noise was so loud now that his scream was a whisper. He looked back around his room to see something laying on his bed.they seemed to be saying something but he couldn't make it out. Then his vision came clear. There, sitting on his bed was Virgil laughing harder than he has ever seen.

Roman, still having tears in his eyes, looked down. Remus and all his blood were gone. He looked out the doors and it seemed that no time had passed. "Wh-what happened?" Roman asked, shaking. Virgil didn't reply, he was too busy laughing. Roman just looked at him not moving.

"You-you should have seen your face," Virgil said gasping for air. "I walked in here because I was bored and-and-omg it was so funny." Roman just looked at him unable to move.

"You did that to me?!" His voice filled with rage. Virgil looked at him and knew he made a mistake. Virgil stood up to only get knocked down again on the floor. Virgil looked up at Roman who was sitting on his lower stomach. "How could you! I thought you were better than this," Roman said, grabbing his hoodie pulling him closer to his face. "I thought you were better than them." He looked away from him.

Virgil's face filled with rage. He couldn't believe he went there. He trusted him with his name, his background, and now he doesn't think he could ever tell him how he really felt. "How dare you compare me to those two. You know I'm not like them."

Roman dropped Virgil's head on the floor and stood up. Virgil sat up and rubbed the back of his head. He looked at Roman how his back had turned to him. "I'm sorry," Virgil said looking down at the floor. "It was just a bad joke." Virgil looked up to see Roman. Roman didn't look at him.

"I thought you were better than them," Roman said, turning his head to the side. "But I don't know anymore."

Roman walked out of his room leaving Virgil sitting on the floor all alone. Black tears started to fall on his face. He looked at his hands, "What have you done?" He mumbled to himself. He sank down to his room. Virgil walked over to his bed when he got to his room. He fell back on his bed, the tears didn't stop.

He pulled up his sleeve to show the dozens of scars on his arm. He sat up and opened his top nightstand drawer. He looked in the drawer and dug in it a little. "Where the h*ll is my dagger?" Virgil mumbled still looking.

"Right here." A voice said behind him. He looked behind him to see Deceit holding his dagger by the handle and gently poking his finger with the blade. Virgil quickly wiped his face with his sleeve then pulled the other one down. Deceit sat down next to Virgil and grabbed his arm.

"Hey, don't touch me!" Virgil yelled trying to pull his arm away. Deceit looked at him with a strat face. He pulled up his sleeve and looked down at his arm. Deceit looked up at Virgil.

"How long have you been doing this?" Deceit looked Virgil in the eyes. Virgil looked away.

"Why would you care? Get out of here, you're the last person I want to see right now." Virgil pushed Deceit away from him. He looked down at the floor. Deceit stood up and stood right in front of Virgil. He got down on one knee and looked back at Virgil. They just sat there looking at each other. "Get out," Virgle mumbled trying to hold back his tears. Deceit stood up still looking at him then sank down.

Virgil fell back and laid down on his bed. "Roman was right about you, you are just like them. No matter how hard I try I'll always be a dark side." He cried.

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Roman walked out of his room. He walked down the hall a little then slid to the floor. Roman pulled his knees up to his chest and bared his head in his legs. He heard footsteps walking down the hall and he wished he was invisible. The footsteps stopped in front of him and he felt a hand on his knee. Roman next felt a hand on his head.

"So, both you and Virgil are upset today." The man said.

Roman looked up to see Deceit smiling at him. They just sat there looking at each other. Roman wanted to move but he didn't. "Why aren't I moving?" He thought. "Why are you being nice?" Roman asked, looking at Deceit.

Deceit smiled at him. "You look like you needed a friend," Deceit stood up and shrugged. " But if you don't want me to help." Deceit was about to take a step when Roman grabbed his hand. Deceit looked back down a Roman. "Do you need to see Remus?" He asked pulling Roman up off the floor.

"Yes please," Roman said, holding Deceit hand.

They rose up in what looked like Thomases' living room but the colors were darker. Remus was laying on the couch with his shirt off. Roman and Deceit were still holding hands. Roman let go and ran to Remus and hugged him. Remus hugged him back then looked up at Deceit.

"Ok, what the hell happened?" Remus asked, pushing Roman off. Roman sat up, rubbed his eyes, then looked back up and Remus.

"Virgil made me see you die," Roman said looking in his eyes. "So Deceit said I should come here." Remus looked up at Deceit then back at his brother. They were close.

"Are we gonna kiss?" Remus said getting his face really close to Roman. Roman stumbled back and Deceit took a step closer to Roman, his smile fell from his face. Remus started to laugh his head and Roman rolled his eyes. "S-Sorry, I just-your face just made my day." Remus cried, still laughing.

Deceit rolled his eyes and grabbed Roman's hand and helped him up. "We're leaving now." Deceit held Roman's hand as they sank down to Roman's room.

"Are you feeling better now?" Deceit asked when they rose up in the room. Roman gave him a hug. Deceit hesitated then put his arms around Roman. Deceit could feel his face getting redder and redder the longer they hugged. Deceit looked down at Roman. Roman was looking up at him.

Roman slowly moved his face closer to Deceits. Deceit felt his face getting red. The knock on the door saved him. Roman pulled away and looked at the door annoyed.

"Come in." He said rolling his eyes. Deceit looked down to see that they were still holding hands and looked up to see terrified Patton and blank face Logan.

"What are you two doing?!" Patton cried pointing at their hands.

Roman looked at Deceit then back at the other two. "We umm…. We…." Roman looked at the ground in shame he was about to let go of his hand when Deceit grabbed it and kissed the top of it. He looked back at Patton with a smirk on his face then said: "You've saved him for now, but I'll be back." Then he let go of his hand and sank down.

Roman looked at his hand then back at Patton and Logan. Logan still had his blank face wall Patton ran up to him and trapped him in a hug. "I'm so sorry, we should have checked on you sooner. Then Deceit could have never snuck in." Patton said, still holding him. Logan walked over and put his hand on Patton's shoulder. Patton turned around, let go of Roman and with a big smile on his face asked: "Where's Virgil?" Roman looked to the side not making any eye contact.

"We had a disagreement." Roman said, still not looking them in the eye. Patton looked at Logan to see how he would react but still nothing. Patton looked back at Roman and smiled

"I'm so sorry kiddo that you guys had a fight. Well leave you alone for now." Patton said walking over and putting his hand on his shoulder, "And if Deceit comes back, call for us, ok?"

Roman smiled and nodded his head. Patton gave him a big smile and walked out with Logan following behind him. Roman let out a sigh and looked down at his hand. "Why did he help me?" Roman mumbled. He looked out his window to see the sun was setting. "Wow, how long was I away?" He asked himself. He walked over the french doors, flue them open, and walked out to his balcony. He went to the railing and looked out to the horizon. A smile crossed his face as he thought about his time with Deceit. He closed his eyes and let the wind flow through his hair. He opened his eyes and turned on his heel to head back to his room. As he started to walk back inside he stopped. Roman looked down at the floor, he needed to talk to him.

Roman sank down into the ground and popped up in the same living room he was in earlier that day. The only difference was that Remus was passed out on the floor. Roman gave a little smile to his brother as he walked past him and up the stars. He followed the hallway all the way tell he saw a door with the same symbol that Deceit has and noked on the door. A few seconds later and Deceits opens the door. "Remus, I don't care if you're cold, you are not sleeping with m-, oh it's you. What are you doing here?" He said opening the door.

Roman gave him a shy smile then asked "Umm may I come inside?"

Deceit gave him a smile back and moved aside to welcome him in. "Would you like something to drink?" Deceit asked when Roman walked past.

"Umm, sure, thank you." He replied.

As Roman walked in he felt the feeling of calming as well as peacefulness. He looked around the room, it was dimly lit. Most of the colors in his room were dark and or black. He had a writing desk on the other side of his room with papers scattered around on it and on the floor next to it was a broken picture frame. Roman walked over to the desk, bet down, and picked up the picture frame. He flipped the frame around to show the picture. There were missing pieces of glass from when it fell from the desk. The picture from the frame had ink on it. There were three people in the picture. Remus was on the left, Deceit in the middle, and one more person one the right. There were scribbles over the person's face. There was smudges on the ink, it looked like the picture was stained with water, or tears.

Roman shot his head up to see Deceit looking at him with a sad smile. Roman looked down at the picture. He turned back to Deceit as he put the picture back on the messe desk. Roman reached for one of the glasses in Deceits hands. "Thank you for the drink." Roman said, taking a sip from the crystal glass. Roman looked up at Deceit, he was looking down at him as well. Roman looked down at his glass, he felt his face getting red. "Don't get off task, if Patton comes into the room and sees I'm not there he wouldn't hesitate and I would get Deceit in trouble." He thought about taking a gulp of his drink, finishing it.

"What are you doing here Roman?" Deceit asked as he took Romans glass to fill it back up. Roman looked back up at him. Deceit was pouring a light brown color drink into the glasses, most likely whisky.

"Oh, i'm here to say thank you about a few minutes ago." Roman said, shaking his head to refocus himself. Deceit turned around and gave the glass back to Roman. They both took a sip at the same time.

Deceit smiled, "I have no idea what you're talking about." Deceit led roman to his bed and sat down in the egeg. Roman looked up at him. He couldn't think straight on because he was gay and two his head just wasn't in the right place. All he could think about was Deceit. His head started to spin.

"Ugh, Deceit my-my head." Roman reached out towards Deceit who was standing in front of him.

"Roman!" Deceit called out.

That was the last thing he heard before blacking out.