SvS and Rage
Pairing: Rageceit (platonic or romantic)
Warnings: Cursing, crying, lashing out (not unsympathetic though), I think that’s it but if you see more, let me know!
Word count: 700
Summary: Rage isn’t too happy with the choice of going to a wedding. He makes a half-attempt to dealing with the anger on his own, but a deceitful side comes in right on time to help him.
A/N: Eh, it’s wack, but it exists now. This also takes place right after SvS.
Rage was pissed. Thomas decided to go to a wedding instead of a life-changing callback. A once in a lifetime opportunity, denied for some social standards?
His footsteps pounded against the hardwood floor as he paced back and forth. His nails dug into his palms leaving moon-shaped crescents behind. Rage wanted to rip something, just tear to tear apart that worthless wedding. He silently cursed to the air, as he kept on pacing faster, but that did nothing to satisfy his anger. He jumped when he saw Logan rise into the room.
"Logic, what do you fucking want!?" He sneered at the logical side's direction.
Logan winced at his old title as he hesitantly spoke up, "Well, Rage. While I understand that it's not the best time-"
"Best time? Best time? There's not a good time at all, Logic. You- you should just leave.”
"R-"
"I said LEAVE" He moved his hand in the air and lowered it sharply, forcing the logical side to sink out of the room.
Well, that was fucking shitty.
Rage knew he shouldn't have shut Logan out, but it didn't matter now. He fell onto his bed, the red blankets feeling harsh and rough on his skin. He clenched the blankets as hard as he could. Of course it didn't help, the last time he felt this angry must’ve been during Thomas’ teenage years. Janus rose into the room, momentarily stopping Rage’s thoughts.
"Oh wow, everyone's showing up to the pity party today," Rage groaned.
"We're here if you want to talk," Janus stated, slightly playing with one of his gloves.
"Talk about what," Rage bluntly responded, glaring at Janus in the eye with a fire that wouldn't go out soon.
"I know you love small talk, I'm obviously n- I'm talking about the call back." Rage let out a sigh of annoyance.
"Fine, I'm pissed about it, but Thomas doesn’t care about any of our opinions anyways." Rage rubbed the sides of his head from what appeared to be a headache.
Janus walked over to the side of the bed and pointed to where Rage's hands were, "May I assist you with that?"
Rage grumbled, "Fine, but don't do any of the stuff that Remus always does."
Janus barely held back a chuckle, "Oh darling, I wouldn't dream of it."
When Rage moved his hands, Janus sat down at the side of the bed, and rubbed the areas Rage did.
Rage's shoulders slightly dropped down as he continued, "It's just not fair! Thomas always does what's best for his friends, so they’ll understand him not going to this one event!"
Janus vaguely nodded along, "I agree with your concerns, but whether we like it or not, he has his principles and values just as we do."
"But that doesn't make it okay for him to always ignore us, and-" Rage's cut himself off as a sob left his body. Janus stopped rubbing Rage's head as his eyebrows knitted together into a look of concern. He slowly pulled Rage into an embrace, occasionally rubbing circles into his back.
"It's not okay, it's not okay," Janus whispered, which only made Rage cling onto Janus's capelet even more.
Rage hiccupped through his sobs as he tried to continue, "A- and I made Lo- Logan upset too." Janus would've rolled his eyes at the thought of Logan being unforgiving if Rage wasn't in his current state.
"I'm positive that he'll forgive you by tomorrow."
Rage's breathing slowed down and his cries grew quieter as he loosened his grip on Janus’ clothing.
"I'm s-sorry for making you deal with me right now"
"I’m not going to be upset at you for getting upset, I thought we both knew that was your job," Janus replied. Rage let out a small watery laugh.
“Do… do you have to be anywhere right now?” Rage hesitantly asked, looking towards the ground.
“Yes,” Janus lied.
“C-can you stay for just a little more,” Rage quietly said, hoping for a positive response from the deceitful side.
“I don’t have any problems with that,” Janus whispered back, softly playing with Rage’s hair.
Rage let out a sigh of relief as he stayed in Janus’ arms for just a few more moments.