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“Hellooo? Janus?? Are you there?” his phone asked, causing him to jump.
“Sorry, Ro. I’m here, what were you talking about?” Janus asked, moving his way to his bed.
“You, silly. I asked how your student council meeting went?” Roman laughed from the other end. Janus’s heart soared. So maybe he was a little jealous of Virgil. Roman deserved someone who looks his way.
“Oh! It went fine, Patton came in with cookies.” He laughed slightly, looking at the cookie on his nightstand. Patton was his adopted dad, and he was obsessed with giving gifts.
“Yo, Dumbass. Dad says dinner is done, he wants to talk with us,” Virgil said through the other side of the door. Janus rolled his eyes. That was the other thing, his crush likes his brother.
‘I have to go, Virgil just said it was time for dinner.”
Roman sighed. “Aw! You get to have a nice dinner with Virgil while I eat with Remus,” Janus shivered at just the mention of Remus. That guy was weird and disgusting. He had no idea how the two were related.
“I pity you.” Roman laughed as Virgil banged on his door again. He groaned and put himself on mute. “I’ll be there in a second! I have to say goodbye to Roman.” Virgil didn’t respond, but Janus could hear him sigh. He unmuted himself with an eye roll. “I’ll call you back after dinner, okay? Maybe we can hang out at the park.” Roman giggled and hung up.
Janus sighed lovingly, is it mean to wish Virgil wasn’t in the picture? Probably. When he opened the door, Virgil was leaning against a wall scrolling through Roman’s Instagram?! “Why are you on Roman’s Instagram? Don’t be a creep.”
Virgil laughed. “I’m only a year old then you guys, snakey. It’s not creepy to think he’s cute.” Janus scoffed.
“It can be, Roman’s still a minor. You are 18 now. Kinda creepy, don’t you think so?” Virgil glared at Janus. Some days he wishes Pat didn’t adopt Janus.
“Why do you care so much? It’s not like he’s your boyfriend.” Janus's eyes lit up with an idea. Roman may end up killing him, but if it keeps Virgil away from Roman, then so be it.
“Well, we were going to keep this on the down-low, but yes. We’ve been dating for about a week now.” Virgil gaped at Janus. There was no way that he was able to get Roman to date him. Virgil wasn’t oblivious he saw the way the younger looked at him.
“I don’t believe you. I’m not stupid, I have Roman wrapped around my finger. If I asked him to wash my hair, he would totally do it.” Virgil slyly replies, rushing down the stairs. Janus follows behind yelling that he does not have Roman wrapped around his finger, even though he knew it was the truth.
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Roman hung up with a giggle and a sigh. “He’s so awesome.” He mumbled to himself, even though Remus was right there fuming with jealousy. He smiled and looked at Remus. “Oh, that’s right.” He pouted, “I forgot you were here.”
Remus rolled his eyes. “Just like how you forgot I was at lunch with you as you talked on and on about Virgil.” Roman scoffed, but Remus wasn’t done. “You know, I don’t think your jealously plan is working, I think Janus is favoring me,” He looked Roman up and down and made a face, “Over you.” He mused with a laugh.
Roman huffed and stood up, going over to his walk-in closet. “Stop being an ass, You and I both saw that look on his face when I started talking about Virgil.” Remus laughed, but it sounded incredibly fake.
“Or maybe he was just so disgusted with you that he had to roll his eyes?” He asked, crossing his arms. Roman made a sound from inside the closet.
“Your the one he’s disgusted with, I mean seriously Remus, can your flirting be any worse?” Roman yelled, coming out with a couple of outfits. “Now, be honest with me,” he paused while Remus looked over, one eyebrow raised. “Red and White or Red and Black?”
Remus hummed, seemingly deep in thought. “Black makes your ass great, so I have to go with Red and Black.” Roman nodded, black did do wonders for his ass. He was sure Janus would appreciate it.
“Since I’m wearing red and black then you have to wear green and black.” Remus groaned.
“But I look like shit black! It makes me look so pale,” Remus complained. Roman pouted.
‘Please!! I’ll look like shit on Friday if you like shit tomorrow?” Roman begged, making Remus sigh.
“Fine,” Remus paused suddenly looking sad, “Hey can you promise me that no matter what the result is, even if Janus does end up liking me back, promise that we’ll still be us?”
Roman smiled sweetly, hugging his brother tightly, “I promise.”