#romeit

(Requested by anon)

“What is that?!” Roman’s affronted voice broke through the calm of Deceit’s morning, that was in fact actually rather calm.

He’d gotten himself a nice little cup of tea while he munched on some of Patton’s raisin covered cookies that had just been made the night before, and all of them for Deceit. So he felt a little miffed when it was all ruined thanks to Roman’s loud voice, worst of all the thing that he seemed to be so rudely pointing at.

“What? I don’t think that you meant to say, who.” Deceit tartly snipped back at Roman, watching the creative side look confused for a split second before he finally seemed to grasp just what he was saying, or at least attempting to say to Roman. “This isn’t my snake, her name isn’t Clara.” He smoothly snapped back at Roman, as he curled his finger under the chin of beloved snake friend, all as her tongue lazily flicked in and out upon seeing Roman.

The python moved rather slowly, curling up Deceit’s shoulders until her head rested up on top of his messy set of colored curls to look Roman right in the eyes, while Roman took a fearful step back halfway expecting Deceit’s little pet to strike out on command. Although the only thing that seemed interested in was just flicking her tongue in and out, again and again, she did it to the point that Roman just felt confused by it.

“She isn’t old, and she can see well. She doesn’t want you to pet her, Clara definitely doesn’t like head scratches.” Deceit helpfully put in, before shoving another chunk of cookie in his mouth as Roman’s expression morphed once again into something along the lines of distaste towards his snake.

“And get my hands and nails slimy? No thank you.” Roman snipped, and he clearly expected that to be the end of it, and it was, at least until Deceit spun around in his spinning breakfast bar stool leaping up to his feet. Despite the fact that Deceit was a whole couple of inches shorter than him, Deceit had an air around him that made him seem so much more imposing than he really was, especially this early in the morning.

“Snakes!” Deceit seethed openly, as he ground his teeth trying for once to spit the truth out rather than constantly lie and lie. “Sssnakess..don’t..they don’t sssecrete ssslime you dunce!” He practically hissed, his clenched fists shaking for a split second before he suddenly seized Roman’s hand, and before the princely side could jerk it back he let Roman’s fingers rest against his own scales.

Everything, absolutely everything seemed to come to a complete stop now, as Roman seemed to be wincing back, obviously expecting his fingers to come back coated in slime or mucus. Just or there to be...smoothness? It was almost like a silky smooth texture, no..more like the texture of a pear that had been polished to perfection. Deceit was right, snakes weren’t slimy after all.

“Interesting.” Roman softly murmured, and once Deceit released Roman’s wrist allowing him to pull away, Roman kept his hand there, allowing the pad of his thumb to slowly drift over the accumulation of scales on Deceit’s face. His eyes drifted slowly over them before they locked onto Deceit’s bi-colored eyes, and there they stayed. “Do you have scales anywhere else? Or...are there other ways that you’re like a snake?” He couldn’t help the tiny smirk that curled onto his lips once he said that, as Deceit’s cheeks lit to be a bright pink.

OTP Challenge Day 15: Draw them battling a mythical being.

instead of battling i thought deceit would totally get along with a basilisk *which i cant draw xD*

Romeite

OTP Challenge Day 26: Draw them as kids.