This is probably, like, a week late but whoops-

TW: I don't think there are any, but let me know!

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Exiting the elevator, Patton couldn't contain the excited bounce in his steps as he neared what he now knew to be the door of the newest tenant, plates of cookies in hand. When he reached the door, he shifted the plates so he could knock, waiting patiently as he heard faint footsteps approach the door.

Moments passed before the door cracked open, revealing the same person that Patton greeted the day before.

"Hiya!" Patton giggled before the other could speak. "I brought cookies to welcome you to the complex!"

The other person stared at the cookies in Patton's hands before looking up at him. "Y-you shouldn't have," they murmured, but they slowly accepted the plates from Patton.

"I don't know what you like so I made two kinds. That plate has regular chocolate chip cookies," Patton explains excitedly, pointing at each plate in turn. "And that plate is peanut-free 'peanut butter' cookies, just in case you're allergic!"

The person across from Patton looked up with wide eyes. "You did all that for me?" they asked, eyes wide.

"Of course," Patton said with a smile. "I like doing this sort of stuff for people. It makes me feel good."

The other nodded slightly, looking back down at the cookies for a moment before speaking. "M-my name's Virgil. He/him pronouns."

Patton smiled more at Virgil's statement. "That's a nice name," he said before looking down at his watch. "Well, I suppose I should go, my husband should be back from the store by now and he might need my help. You remember what apartment we're in?"

Virgil nodded slightly. "319, right?" he responded.

"Bingo!" Patton cheered, immediately quieting when he noticed Virgil flinch. "Well, I'll maybe talk to you later!"

Virgil smiled slightly at that, and Patton smiled back, giving him a small wave before turning around. He only made it a few steps before he had to stop short, inches away from running into someone. Glancing up, Patton immediately noticed a splotchy scar across the left side of the person's face.

"Hi, I'm Patton! I don't think I've seen you here before," he said, taking a step back.

"No, I just moved in with my boyfriend," the other said in a smooth voice, glancing over Patton's shoulder with what he could only describe as a glare.

"Oh, Virgil?" he asked. "I was just talking to him! I didn't see you yesterday when he arrived."

"Ah, yes," the other responded. "I was... busy. My name is Janus, by the way. He/him pronouns are preferred."

Patton smiled. "That's a cool name."

Janus gave Patton a one sided smirk. "Thank you," he said. "Now, I must be on my way."

Smiling more and stepping out of Janus's path, Patton gave him a wave. "Alright, my husband and I are on the floor below if you need anything!"

The lack of response from Janus as Patton walked away would have been enough to unnerve him, but the door to the apartment being slammed open and closed was the icing on the cake, sending Patton back home with a bad feeling in his gut.