(Warnings: Roman and Janus being bullies, highschool au. One cuss word. This idea was giving to me by PeacefulLavender so full credit to them, please go check out their Sanders sides Oneshot and preference book it's amazing. I hope this was good. Enjoy!))

(3rd) POV:

(Y/n) was walking around the highschool, heaving their backpack over their shoulder as they walked down the crowded hallway.

It was normal for the school hallway to be crowded by familiar and unfamiliar faces of the students.

But two faces (Y/n) did not want to see, was Roman and Janus.

You see, Roman and Janus, always loved to pick on (Y/n) and they just wouldn't stop. (Y/n) hated their teasing. But alas, They couldn't do anything about it.

(Y/n) rolled their yes at the sight of the two faces they regretted seeing each and everyday.

They walked to their locker, hoping to avoid the duo as they put their code into the padlock to open their locker.

But as soon as that opened it, it slammed shut again. (Y/n) sighed as they looked dup at Janus, who had pushed their locker door shut.

"Hello, Mx. 'I have a Partner'. Your significant other hasn't showed up yet?" Janus teased, referring to the time (Y/n) had had enough of their constant jokes about how they were single. So, they told both of them that they did. Which.. was untrue.

"...No." (Y/n) played along, letting out an annoyed exhale as they tried to open their locker.

"Awe, why's that? You're not lying about them being real, now are you?" Roman asked, grinning as he stood on the other side of (Y/n's) locker, behind them.

"N-No..?" (Y/n) said, although it sounded more e like a question rather than a statement.

"Hah! Then what do they look like? You never really explained that to us." Roman said, smirking.

Other students glanced over, some stopping to watch what was happening, kind of hoping a fight was about to happen.

But somewhere in the crowd, was a male, who had sunglasses on and a coffee in his hand. He never really talked to (Y/n) much, but he did occasionally greet them and see them in the cafeteria. His name was Remy.

Remy sighed as he watched the consistent mockery. It had been happening for a while and he about had his fill of it.

"Uh- well- Uhm- they have.." (Y/n) started, gripping their backpack strap. Their eyes wandered to all of the students watching, embarrassment making its way through them.

"They have what? Speak up. What. do. they. look. like?"  Janus asked, Laughing after he received no answer.

Anger boiled through Remy, he had enough of this. He made his way over to (Y/n) and the others, fury coursing through hi veins.

Roman and Janus continued to laugh, that is until they heard this statement.

"Me. They look like me."

They liked up at Remy, who had threw his arm over (Y/n's) shoulders.

Some of the students who were watching gasped, but others remained silent.

(Y/n) flinched at the action of his arm draping over their shoulder. They turned their head to look up at Remy.

His face was turned towards Roman and Janus, so (Y/n) was able to catch a glimpse of his eyes behind the sunglasses. They noticed how he glanced at them for a brief second before returning his attention to the two teasers.

"Now I'd suggest you leave my partner alone, otherwise things might get a little hasty. You see, I Haven't even drunk my coffee yet, and without my caffeine, I can be a real bitch." Remy stated, holding up his untouched star bucks with his free hand.

"Ha! Theirs no way you and this dork could be in a relationship, I mean c'mon!" Roman laughed, holding onto his sides as he did so.

"And why not?" Remy asked, tilting his head to the side in question.

"Well I mean, Look at them! They look like trash!" Roman said, pointing to (Y/n) with a hand.

Remy looked down at (Y/n) before looking back at Roman. "My significant other is not a mirror. Now if you'll excuse us, we'll be leaving now."

Remy walked away from the two, dragging (Y/n) with him as his arm was still draped over their shoulder.

(Y/n) remained silent, as if trying to comprehend what just happened, they mindlessly followed Remy, not knowing what to do.

Remy walked outside of the school, out of anyone else's sight. He removed his arm from around their shoulders and took a sip of his coffee, as (Y/n) was finally able to speak.

"I- oh my gosh- I- I'm so Sorry you had to be cought in the middle of that- i- this must have been such an inconvenience, I'm so Sorry- I-" (Y/n) started rambling, not looking at Remy ad they babbled about how sorry they were that Remy had to interfere.

Remy sighed, before lifting their head up by their chin with his thumb and index finger. He placed his lips on theirs to shut them up.

(Y/n) froze, the smell of coffee roast and the taste of whipped cream as well as sugar knocked them out of their apologetic trance.

His soft lips pulled away from theirs as he smiled. "You talk too much." He stated, nonchalantly before taking a drink of his coffee again.

"I- why-"

"They won't bother you anymore as long as I'm around, babes." Remy stated, stuffing a hand in his black leather jacket while he held his coffee with the other.

"WhA- Why did you kiss me?!" (Y/n) asked, Confusion and shock evident on their face.

"To shut you up."

"O-Oh- Uh- right-" (Y/n) mumbled, a little disappointed that that was the only reason.

"And also because I'm taking you out on a date." Remy said, plainly as he shrugged.

"Excuse me-?"

"I told you, Coffee bean. They'll leave you alone as long as I'm around, I'm sure you can figure out what that means by now. See you at Seven." Remy said, pushing his sunglasses up as he waved goodbye while walking away.

Leaving (Y/n) with only one though in their mind.

'How long do I have to wait until seven?'

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