Hi hello yes I LOVE your blog also if it's not too much trouble I'd like to see a roceit piece with borrower!Roman bonding with a soft Deceit
[Thanks so much for the request! Was not expecting any if we are being honest. I appreciate it and I hope you enjoy the fluffy boys! Also, so sorry it took so long. It’s a longer piece though, cause I couldn’t stop myself from writing. So hopefully it makes it a bit better. Enjoy!]
Warnings: None, literally fluff
The silence in the room was tense. Neither person in the room had a clue on what to do, both were frozen and staring at the other. The TV glowed behind the smaller of the two, thankfully muted.
One decided they couldn’t sleep and went to the living room to silently watch a movie. The other was restless and thought a midnight adventure was in order. They both knew what they were doing this late at night would be frowned upon by the dad of their strange group.
After all, a group consisting of three humans and three borrowers was rather strange.
“If we agree not to tell on each other to Padre, you want to hang out?” Roman shot a pleading look to Janus. He was relieved to see Janus smile in relief.
“I guess I wouldn’t mind the company, but you better not tell him about this.”
“I may be reckless but I’m not stupid. Pat will have no idea about this if I have anything to say about it.” Roman paused for a moment in thought. He looked up at the scarred human. “If we are going to hang out, mind giving me a lift? The light over here is starting to hurt my eyes.”
That startled Janus out of his thoughts. Janus shot a brief look of acknowledgement at Roman to show he heard him before picking the remote back up. He turned off the television before walking over to the eccentric borrower. He set both hands palm up right by the edge of the TV stand so Roman could walk on.
Roman shot the human a strange look as he quickly settled on the hands. Very quickly he realized that Janus probably couldn’t even see him, but Janus seemed to be going to answer the unasked question.
“I decided a movie may have been a bad decision. The lack of sound was no fun and, like you said, the lights were killer. We’re just hanging out in my room. Patton also has no way of busting us if we go there anyways. Perfect time for plotting sabotage.”
Confused, Roman raised his head to try and read the human’s expression to gauge the meaning of what he just said. At least from what he was able to see with no lights. “Sabotage? Really? Against who?”
Janus opened the door to his room, careful not to jostle the tiny prince in his other hand. He closed the door behind him with a soft click and moved to settle on his bed. He reached over to his nightstand to turn on his small desk light. As soon as he could see, he shot Roman a look that could only be read as ‘are you serious?’
“Remus has been getting on my nerves recently. I also guess you haven’t noticed the pranks he has been pulling on you too.”
“Ah, that makes more sense. So what plans of ‘sabotage’ are you considering?” Roman replied, deciding to entertain Janus’ late night ramblings. Janus smiled at him excitedly.
“I think the best course of action… is to push him down the stairs.”
“Janus! You can’t push everyone down the stairs!”
“Fine. I’ll trip him in the hallway.”
“Duct tape his door shut?”
Roman didn’t even dignify that one with a verbal answer, only glaring at Janus. Janus stuck his lip out in a clear pout as he lifted Roman up to his face. Roman held his gaze steady in a firm glare.
“You, my dear tiny prince, are so much fun.”
“I do try my best!” Roman puffed his chest out proudly. Janus couldn’t help but to break his pout into an amused smirk.
They both sat in silence. A couple of quiet minutes passed and Janus could tell Roman was getting fidgety again. No wonder the borrower got in trouble for late night adventures as much as Virgil got in trouble for attempting to pull all-nighters on his phone. Roman had way too much energy.
Just as Janus found himself losing himself in his thoughts again (and realizing he probably needed sleep), a sudden weight pressed up against his nose. He quickly crossed his eyes in shock to find Roman draped across his nose in a strange makeshift sort of hug. His face reddened as he let out a breathless chuckle.
“And now what are you doing?”
“I have no idea.” A pause. “We need sleep.”
Janus carefully maneuvered the hand holding Roman so that he could return the hug as best as he could while reaching over to turn off his desk light. He continued to press Roman against his nose with enough pressure to keep him there but not nearly enough to hurt as he laid down on his bed.
“Can I stay the night, Janus?” Janus wondered if Roman could feel his smile under his legs at the request.
“I definitely don’t appreciate the company.” He drawled. The giggle from the borrower confirmed that Roman understood the blatant sarcasm. Good. Roman could be a bit dense when it came to sarcasm. Though, Janus could agree that Virgil’s sarcasm was extremely difficult to translate correctly.
“But are you sleeping on my face or my pillow? Not that I don’t mind the hug we got going, but I would like to breathe without worry tonight.”
“Actually, can I sleep on your stomach?” Janus could easily imagine the puppy eyes he was getting from the tiny drama queen. He rolled his eyes at the mere thought.
He then wordlessly picked the borrower off of his face with his thumb and forefinger. Roman squirmed at the sudden intrusion, but otherwise made no move of discomfort. Janus set the small being on his chest and settled his hand over the borrower as a heavy blanket.
He reached his other arm out and pulled the comforter over himself so it rested just beneath Roman’s head, leaving that the only visible part of the borrower visible under the hand and blanket. Roman snuggled deeper into the soft fabric of Janus’s shirt in response. Janus had to bite back the coo that was building in his throat in order to not fluster the borrower. He did finally get him to calm down, no need to work him back up.
Janus sighed in contentment and finally relaxed against his pillow. These are the nights he would kill for. One of the borrowers, especially Roman, trusting him enough to sleep with him. It made up for the rocky start. And with that thought floating through his head, he fell asleep with a small smile on his face.
