Anaroceit Week 2026

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"As lovely as your apartment is," Roman said to his two hosts-slash-kidnappers, "Am I actually a kidnap-ee or am I free to go? I do have a job and stuff, you know-"

Jay turned from where he had been cooking noodles for lunch to look over at him, laughing a little.

"No, you're free to go," he said, "We wanted to keep you here until we were sure you didn't need a hospital, but as long as you're not experiencing any issues, we… I suppose you can go."

"Why do you sound so upset?" Roman asked, tilting his head as he walked over to lean on the ocunter. It had been almost a full week since his injury and subsequent kidnapping, and aside from a few aches and pains, the injuries had all healed well. Especially with how oddly vigilant and insistant V was with him resting and eating properly. Roman was healing well and fast and really it was getting to the point where he wanted to get back to his life. His family and team alike were probably wondering where on earth he was, too.

Jay didn't seem very interested in answering him as he plated up the noodles, and V, who had absolutely been listening in, appeared around the corner.

"It's kinda nice to have someone else around," V admitted, sitting down next to him, "it gets boring when it's just me and Jay sometimes."

"Wow," Jay rolled his eyes, passing them both a plate of noodles, "I can't believe this slander."

But as much as Roman enjoyed the banter, he ended up leaving the next day. Jay walked him to the train station, helping to carry his belongings - including his guitar, it was honestly a miracle it hadn't been broken when he'd been thrown to the ground during the villain fight.

"Here," Jay said softly when Roman went to board the train, "Incase you ever need us, alright?"

A piece of paper was pressed into his hands before Jay pushed him in the direction of the train. It wasn't until he was seated that he was able to uncrumple the paper and actually look at it. On it was written two phone numbers in different handwriting. One of them signed 'J' and the other 'V'. Had they really both just given him their numbers? Was he supposed to text them now, or was it just incase of an emergancy?

Weeks passed, the phone numbers stayed on the paper in the back of his phone case. Despite the week he'd spent with the hero and villain, he was for some reason nervous to text them. It was upsetting, because Roman would have loved to keep talknig to them, but after so long they probably didn't want to hear from him anymore. He went on with his life, making excuses for his brief disappearance as he worked on a few new song releases for the season.

Life went by as normal, until one day he was visiting the mall and somewhere, something went wrong.

It was a hostage situation, Roman found himself hiding in the back corner of the jewellery store, terrified as some new-to-the-scene villain attacked the jewellery store Roman had just gone into to look at the expensive rings, trapping everyone inside. Roman didn't know what to do.

And then he remembered the phone numbers.

He pulled the paper carefully from the back of his phone case, carefully typing in the number Jay had left for him. He took a deep breath and hit call.

It rang twice, three times, four, and Roman was slowly getting worried that Jay wouldn't answer an unknown number. it had been so long, of course a superhero wouldn't answer an unknown number-

"Hello?"

Roman almost screamed, he hadn't even notice Jay pick up.

"Jay?" Roman whispered into the phone, peeking up over the counter he was hidden behind to make sure the villain wasn't near him, that he wouldn't draw attention.

"Who is this?" Jay asked, seeming confused.

"It- it's Roman," Roman whispered, "I'm so sorry- I- I didn't call but - but I'm in a really bad spot right now and I really need help-"

"Roman?" Jay asked, "Oh goodness you sound terrified darling, what's going on?"

"There's - i'm at the mall and theres some guy who's robbing the jewellery store I'm in and he's not letting people leave -" Roman rambled a whispered explanation. Jay shushed him.

"Okay hon, stay quiet, I need you to send me your location, can you do that?" Jay asked. Roman made a quiet affermative sound and quickly set about opening a message and sending over his location.

"I've got it," Jay said softly, "We're on our way - stay on the phone if you can and keep us upated, okay darling?"

"Okay," Roman whipsered, holding his phone tight as he peeked over again to get another, "Wait - us/"

"I'm bringing V, of course," Jay said, "Just hang in there, okay?"

"Hey," came V's voice, "We've got you, okay?"

Only ten minutes later there was a crash and both hero and villain entered the building. Roman head the villain get taken down, there was yelling and fighting from the front of the store, Roman thought he could hear Viper's voice.

But what was most important right now was the voice right beside him.

"Psst-"

When Roman looked over, he met V's purple eyes. He was wearing the Tempest costume, which made sense, but seeing him again made Roman's heart stutter.

"C'mere sweetie," V said, holding out his arms, "I'll get you out of here, Viper's taking care of the bad guy."

It should be telling, of something, that Roman didn't hesitate to throw himself into the villain's arms. Tempest rushed him out of there, hurrying away just a little while until they were a safe ways away from the store.

Out there, on a bench, they sat and talked until Jay came and joined them as well. they must've chosen this spot beforehand. When he arrived, he passed a cake bar to Roman and then one to V as well.

"Hello darling," Jay said sitting down next to him, "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay," Roman said, "A ltitle shaken up, otherwise… good, despite the circumstances I… it's nice to see you guys again."

"Why did you never call?" Jay asked, wrapping an arm around Roman's shoulders, "We would've loved to hear from you…?"

"I- I wasn't sure if you meant it just for emergancies," Roman said with a small embarrassed laugh, "And then I felt like I'd waited too long-"

"Never," V said, "We'd love to hear from you."

"Really?"

"Yes, really darling," Jay said, leaning over and kissing the top of Roman's head. His face went red and Jay chuckled, just as V pulled Roman into a hug. The affection was foreign, he had no idea what was going on, but he couldn't help but relax into it.

He could certainly get used to this.

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