Spoiler alert for "Intrusive Thoughts"

Trigger Warning: Creepy, disgusting "flirting" there will be a * when it starts and a # when it ends

~Virgil's PoV~

I kicked a pebble that was on the sidewalk, a car zoomed passed me, and another, and another. Chicago was a strange place. It's different than the middle-of-no-where Florida town I used to live in. Mainly that no one even glanced at me even though I was wearing a black hoodie in 80 degrees weather.

The reason I was so far from home was because I was meeting my long-time internet friend, Roman Prince. We had met up before and he had told me to go to his house, and we would go out on the town once it had cooled down. 

I walked into the little lobby part of the apartment and buzzed for the 'Prince' residence. No one replied. I buzzed again, and again, nothing. I got annoyed and kept buzzing.

"WHAT IS IT?" a strange voice suddenly screamed. I flinched and stepped back. 

"Uhm, this is Virgil? I'm here for Roman..?" I tried.

The man on the other end was quiet for a bit, "Oh! Yes, Virgil, please, do come in,"

He buzzed me in and I opened the door, walking up the stairs 3 floors and knocking on door labeled B.

A man who looked strikingly similar to Roman opened the door, except he had darker green eyes, darker, messier brown hair, and a thin handle-bar mustache. 

I stood their awkwardly for a second, "Well, are you coming in, Virgil?" the man asked, stepping aside, I hesitantly stepped in. Something about this man seemed wrong to me. The way he said my name... it sent shivers down my spine, not in the good way like when Roman said it, in a bad, Get the hell out of here you stupid boy!- way.

I stood their awkwardly as the man closed the door and locked it, the hairs on my neck stood up. Something was wrong.

*

"My, my, you really are a beauty~" he immediately purred, leaning against the kitchen counter.

I shuffled away slightly and laughed nervously, "Heh heh... thanks..."

"And that body, delicious~" he winked. I stepped back, towards the door, he pushed himself off the counter and walked towards me. I froze, my body refused to move.

(Author: *is barfing and wanting to strangle a bitch*)

He placed a finger under my chin and lifted my face up, he smirked and started leaning in. panic set into my body, but before I could do anything the door opened. The man stopped and looked over my head, smirking wider.

#

Arms wrapped around my shoulders and I started panicking, balling my fists up, ready to land a punch.

"What the hell is going on here?"

I practically melted into the arms. Relief ran through me as I pressed myself against the body behind me, the arms tightening around me. 

Roman, definitely Roman.

On any other occasion, I would yell at him for giving me a hug without permission, but right now I couldn't care less, I felt much safer here than out in the open with the other man.

"Roman, there's no need to worry, your friend and I were just having a chat," the man grinned. 

Roman growled and pushed me behind him. I had no idea where this was coming from, I had never seen him so protective over anything. 

"Uh-huh, what were you doing when I walked in-"

I finally managed to muster up some courage and find my voice, "Hey, who even are you?" I asked, miraculously keeping my voice from shaking. 

The man smiled, "Remus Duke, at your service, I'm Roman's twin," he did a little bow, which didn't match up with his previous personality.

I stepped back in front of Roman, though I still stood at easy reaching distance of Roman, and significantly farther away from Remus. I was so confused. Roman had a twin? How did I not know about this? I turned to Roman, "You have a twin? Why are your last names different?"

Remus looked at Roman with a betrayed look, "You never told your internet boyfriend about me? How wounded I am-"

"For the last time, we're not dating!" Roman hissed. My heart sank a little but I tried my best not to show it. Roman took a deep breath and turned to me.

"When our mom was pregnant with us, our parents were getting a divorce, Mom already had custody of our older sister, Riley, but father made the argument that she couldn't support three children by herself. So the court said that Mom could keep one of the twins and father could keep the other. I got my mothers' last name, Remus got his fathers' last name."

I nodded, "Right, okay,"

Remus took a step towards me and Roman shot a hand out, shielding me from him. Remus smirked, chuckling as he stepped back. 

Roman took me by the shoulders and pushed me out the door, "C'mon, let's go,"

He closed the door behind him and was silent as he walked down the stairs, I followed hesitantly. Is he mad at me? Why is he mad at me? Did I do something wrong?

"I can practically smell your anxiety, emo nightmare, what's up?" Roman asked, looking back at me. I gulped.

"Nothing..."

He sighed, stopping completely, "I'm sorry about Remus. He's a special kind of dickhead," he looked me over from a distance, his eyes suddenly darkening, "He didn't... he didn't touch you, did he?"

I shook my head, "No, he just lifted my chin up, then you walked in," my heart was pounding. I didn't like this subject. 

But Roman visibly relaxed and continued walking down the stairs, eventually, we got outside, and Roman linked our arms as we walked to a cafe that was a couple of blocks away. Roman had a habit of linking our arms since the first time I visited him, I got lost in a crowd and we couldn't find each other for hours, so now he takes all the precautions possible to not lose me again. He cried of relief when he found me, babbling something about 'this is a dangerous city! you can't go off on your own!' and 'did anyone talk to you? offer you anything?'

We eventually got to the cafe, I sat down at our regular seat and Roman went to order us drinks. I played with my hoodie strings until Roman came back and handed me my hot chocolate. 

We drank and talked. Roman was one of the very few people I opened up to. There was something about him that... clicked for me. He was kind, smart, funny, incredibly handsome... he was perfect.

He was very comfortable with his friends, very touchy-feely, lots of hugging, leaning against me, kissing my cheeks or forehead as a greeting or a send-off. It was hard to tell if he liked me or just saw me as a friend.

I didn't like hugs though, and he actually apologized for hugging me when he was confronting Remus. I told him that was the one situation it was okay to hug me without permission. 

Towards the end of our meeting, it dawned on me.

"Hey Ro... if Remus is staying at yours, where will I stay..?" 

Roman cut himself off mid-rant. It was silent for a while.

"Well shit uhhhh..." he thought for a bit, a blush creeping onto his face, "Personally, I would like it much better if you at least slept in my room, I can sleep on the floor, but my bed is pretty big so... if you'd be comfortable with it we can share..?" he suggested, not meeting my gaze. 

My heart rate picked up and my own cheeks reddened, "To be honest, I would feel much safer that way..." 

Roman finally met my gaze and smiled, "Alright then, I'll lock my door, just in case," he grinned getting up. I got up too, and we walked to Roman's apartment together.

~Author's Note~

heyo! ya girl watched the new episode earlier today and died on the floor with laughter.

there will most likely be a part 2 of this, but there probably won't be a part 2 of the arcana oneshot, sorry ;-;

Anyways, 

Ily!

~Smug