#sleepality

[lesbianprincey]

best remy ship

Losleep (logan x remy)

Rosleep (roman x remy)

Sleepxiety (virgil x remy)

Intrusleep (remus x remy)

Sleepceit (janus x remy)

Sleepality (patton x remy)

Remile (emile x remy)

Thomsleep (c!thomas x remy)

Voting ended onMar 2, 2023

[starry-knight-skies]

Marble Heart

Hello! Here’s my entry for the @sandersidesbigbang and I’m so happy to finally get to share it with you! Thank you so much for letting me participate <3 <3 And thank you to my lovely beta @threecrowsinatrenchcoat for helping me out and @purplecrayonismine (logan and virgil art) and @just-a-pintrovert (virgil and roman art) for their lovely work <3

Summary:  Logan's never had any luck with love, instead choosing to devote himself to his work, but that doesn’t stop his heart for yearning for someone special. Roman, the God of Love himself, decides to do something to help him out. Modern day Galatea Au

Word count: 10,094

Pairings: Analogical and Sleepality

Warnings: None

AO3 link for ease of reading

Far above the mortal world sat paradise. There were lush green fields as far as the eye can see, with plenty of trees heavy with ripe fruit. Countless lakes and rivers with crystal clear waters that was the perfect temperature if one wanted to take a swim or dip their feet and relax. Every little want or desire was filled! It was wonderful, and perfect, and… boring. So incredibly boring. Roman was bored with having his every whim catered to.

He heaved out a sigh, throwing himself back on his rather comfortable chaise, body sinking into the soft, fluffy pillows. A hand reached up to brush his perfectly coiffed hair back into place and he let his eyes wander to his followers, talking, laughing, lounging around and enjoying their afterlife after spending their time on Earth devoted to him. He knew he really couldn’t, shouldn’t, complain. He has a good life. He’s had the best life since he came into being. But he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was missing.

He missed going down and walking among the living, hearing their stories and helping them with their struggles. It was so different down there, every day something new was happening. But as time went on, as humanity grew and developed, their faith and belief in him and his siblings diminished. Before he knew it, the trips down grew less and less frequent until none of them went down at all. He knew his brothers and sisters were content to stay with their faithful followers, but he craved adventure! Something new! And damn it all if he wasn’t going to do something about it!

Determination gripping his heart, Roman sat up abruptly, startling a group of girls seated next to him. He flashed a charming grin, earning some giddy giggles, and he turned, heading back inside his palace and making his way up to his room to start planning. It wouldn’t be easy to get down among the mortals as it once was, lack of faith and the gate being guarded would make it difficult. But where there was a will, there was a way, and he was always good at getting what he wanted. But first, he needed a plan. While spontaneity was kind of his forte, he felt like in this instance, the more he had figured out when he went down, the better his trip would be.

He hummed happily to himself as he made his down the halls, mind racing with the possibilities. He may not be completely up to date with what was happening down on Earth, but he knew enough. He’d just have to do what he did best! Spreading love and affection among the masses! He could spot a lonely heart a mile away, and he was confident that he can find anyone their perfect match, be it romantic or platonic. He could take a quick trip down, help some people, and be back before anyone really knew he was gone.

Now the real challenge was getting down there. He’d have to first sneak out past his father, make it down to the gate, and then get past the guard. He used to be able to sneak out with little to no problem when he was younger, but as the centuries go by, his old tricks slowly stopped working. There was a chance that since it’s been so long, he may just be able to squeak by with a trick he hasn’t used since he was young. Or… He paused, opening the door and seeing his brother digging in his closet. He could go with a more sure-fire distraction that was always guaranteed to work.

“Hey Remus… I need your help with something.”

Remus’ neck cracked with how fast his head spun around to look at him, and the grin stretching across his face left Roman feeling a little unsettled, but he knew he could count on him to help him out. And yeah, he’ll owe him later down the line, but this was his best bet. He just hoped he wouldn’t regret it.

[blossom-arts]

Look, I know Janus' birthday is in three days and I'm incredibly late but I'm posting this anyways-

Anywho, take some platonic Sleepality birthday content-

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[shut-up-its-funny]

On The Sidelines Ch. Three

Wordcount: 3280

AO3

Chapter One, Chapter Two

After eating lunch Janus asks, "so Remus, what’s your plan?”

“Huh?” he says while picking food from his mustache.

Janus raises an eyebrow, “you said you had a plan.”

“Oh yeah, I dooooo I'm just gonna use face coverings" he wipes the food particles on his shirt, "ya know masks and or sunglasses - whatever's most comfortable at the time."

Janus' face slackens, "every day?”

“Mmhm, yep yep yep."

“While drumming, you tend to be-" he stops, thinking of the words he needs "-chaotic in nature."

“It might be annoying, and things might go flying but yeah, other musicians do it I can too” he flips his hand about.

“Say, I have a thought” Janus says like what his thought is would be common knowledge, “why don’t you not ever shave that-“ he motions at Remus’ face “-mangy beard you’ve grown and wear your glasses.”

Remus touches his face perplexed, he didn’t realise that he hadn’t shaved for that long, he supposes that it’s a silver lining but then he whines when he registers the rest of the sentence, “uuugh but I don’t like drumming and wearing my glasses!”

"But sunnies are okay?" Janus asks skeptically.

“When did you get glasses?” Roman blurts.

“Eh seventeen?” Remus looks to Virgil with a questioning look.

Virgil sighs, “yeah we were seventeen, it was an ordeal to get him to wear them my dad had such a hard time trying to get him to at least put them on for school, he always refused.”

Remus pouts, "I don’t need them that much.”

Virgil narrows his eyes, “oh is that why you always copied my notes instead of off the board?”

“Hey hey, what about uhhhhh, shut up” Remus counter points accented with a raspberry.

Roman snickers, he really missed banter from his brother - he watches Remus and Virgil have a raspberry war with a smile.

Janus nudges him.

“If you keep looking at him like that your face is going to be permanently dopey” he stage whispers.

Roman shakes his head to get his thoughts back on track, glancing between his brother and cousin back to Janus, “I just… missed him - both of them actually.”

Remus plops himself on Roman’s shoulder, grinning and coos, “aw Roro missed being the middle child?”

Virgil props himself on Roman’s other shoulder, “don’t worry Romano, we missed you too” he says with snark and a wicked smirk.

“I change my mind, both of you are gremlins and I didn’t miss you at all” Roman glances to Remus whose grin hasn’t wavered, if anything it got more shit eating.

“You three were really close huh?” Janus asks.

“Oh, you have no idea” Remus says.

Virgil sneers, “don’t say it like that.”

“What happened exactly?” he asks them, all three of them share an uncomfortable look.

Roman glances from Remus to Virgil worriedly, his thoughts are written on his face - how much does Janus know?

It’s Remus who answers, “I don’t really wanna get into that right now JD, and besides-" he adds with a flippant hand wave “- you already know most of it.”

“Oh! speaking of family I miss, can we go see Uncle Thomas soon?” Roman pipes up with excitement.

Janus perks up a bit at the mention of Thomas, Virgil and Remus roll their eyes -one amused the other annoyed.-

“Yeah we can go see him soon" Virgil directs his words to Roman, "I’m sure he’d be happy to see you again."

Janus clears his throat and starts to check his nails nonchalantly, “Thomas you say, when… would you be going to see him?”

Roman leans into Remus slightly and whispers, “what uh, what’s up with him? why’s he being weird?”

Remus snorts, “he’s smitten.”

Virgil sneers, “you can’t fuck my dad Deeming.”

Janus drops his hand and scoffs, “excuse you! I can fuck whomever I wish Sanders.”

The three are looking at Janus with vastly different facial expressions - Remus very much amused, Roman kind of confused and Virgil with a glare.

Janus clears his throat, “I stand by what I said.”

Virgil growls, Remus knows Virgil’s not actually mad about Jan having feelings for his dad - he just likes to play it up (probably) because when this first started Virgil was genuinely angry that Janus wanted to get down with Thomas -because Janus is a flirt- but as time went on Janus had to tell Virgil that he thought he actually did have feelings, he wasn’t just hitting on him for no other reason than to be flirtatious (anymore).

After that Virgil calmed down a little - he's protective of Thomas still though because Jan doesn’t know what Thomas and Virgil went through when Virgil was born and then all through his childhood.

Virgil sighs, "you can come, we’ll go this weekend."

Janus smiles delightedly, “wonderful, now if you’ll excuse me I need to head to work.”

“I should call my dad to see if he’ll even be home this weekend” Virgil says taking out his phone.

Roman does the same to check the time, "there’s about forty five minutes until practice, what do you want to do?” he turns to Remus as Virgil holds his phone to his ear.

Remus pops his lips a few times in thought, “get the hard stuff outta the way, maybe we can meet the gang?"

Roman is about to let out a dramatic sigh but Virgil starts talking before he can get the sound out - there’s a frown on his face, “he’s not picking up- oh! hey dad!” he cuts himself off as Thomas answers the phone, “yeah everything is fine but uh I was wondering if you’ll be home this weekend?”

There’s a pause as he listens, “yeah we wanna come over”- he laughs a little- “what, I need a reason to want to see my dad?” -another small beat- “Rem and Jan” he then holds the phone away from his ear as a loud noise emanates from the other side of the line, “what the hell was that?... you got a what? oh man Remus is gonna be so salty about that ya’know, no no I’ll keep it a secret until we get there… yeah you too -lots lots lots- mmhm bye” he hangs up.

The twins are staring at him.

“Tell me” is the first thing Remus says, Roman nudges him with a snicker.

“No way, I said I’d keep it a secret you can wait five days dude.”

“Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me” Remus chants while he bounces in place.

“Not a chance” Virgil replies flicking Remus’ forehead then immediately gets up and sprints down the hall to escape the inevitable retaliation.

Remus squawks as he does indeed scrabble up from his seat to chase Virgil down.

Roman laughs at their antics and peaks out from the kitchen in to the hall just in time to see Virgil hurriedly open the front door and sprint down the stairs - this obviously does not deter Remus in the slightest.

Remus takes the steps down two at a time to take revenge on Virgil and he’s evidently not watching where his feet land, he trips when his foot doesn’t go where he thought it would making him stumble down the last two steps; Virgil is already out the door at the bottom and didn’t see the fall - Roman however winces and runs down to help him.

He kneels in front of his twin -who is unsurprisingly laughing at his own folly- "are you alright?” he asks anyway, holding out his hand to help Remus up.

~~~

Virgil is pretty sure that Remus isn’t chasing him anymore, but he looks behind him to make sure and as he does so he bumps into something – or rather, someone.

He stumbles back a step and confusedly looks down at the shorter person who adjusts their now skewed glasses back in place and raising an eye brow up at Virgil.

“Ah shit sorry man, I was… well that’s not really important” he says lamely and glances back from where he came from to see if Remus is coming yet: turns out yes, yes he is.

Ah damnit.

“It’s quite alright, you seem distracted” the person replies.

Virgil snickers, “yeah you can say that."

He glances behind him and sees Remus fling his head back and forth looking for him - when he notices Virgil just standing there he dead sprints towards him; Roman isn’t far behind.

Virgil yelps and without thinking hides himself behind the shorter person - from the look on their face they are very confused and then slightly surprised as Remus skids to a stop in front of them.

“Hiding behind strangers Virgey? that’s unlike you” Remus remarks.

Roman is laughing as he walks up to them, “you should see your face right now Lo” he says to the person Virgil is hiding behind, “you look dumbstruck pointdexter - it’s rather refreshing to see.”

“Ah!" Virgil shouts, "see he’s not a stranger!” he points at Remus triumphantly.

“They” Lo says.

Virgil looks down at them with a blank look, Lo clears their throat.

“We haven’t had a proper introduction” they say turning to Virgil and holding out a hand, “I’m Logan, they/them pronouns please.”

Virgil regains his brain and shakes his head, “oh shit sorry, I’m Virgil” he takes Logan’s hand.

“Virgil” Logan says his name with contemplation, “the cousin?” they ask.

“Uh, yeah" -he darts his gaze to Roman who just shrugs- “you talk about me behind my back?”

Logan looks slightly confused, “how would he have been able to talk about you behind your back? that makes no sense you weren’t there.”

Virgil looks back down to Logan - now he’s confused.

Roman laughs, “no no Lolo -that was an idiom."

"I see, I haven't heard that one before" Logan says.

"He means that I was talking about him while he wasn’t present, it’s considered bad to talk behind someone’s back because when you are you’re typically saying mean things about them, so he asked in jest” Roman explains the idiom in length.

“Ah, makes sense - I will add that to my cards.”

“Cards?” Virgil cocks his head to the side.

“Yes, I have cue cards with idioms and slang on them because I have trouble understanding them the first time.”

“Oh” Virgil says dumbly.

Why… why is that endearing?

~~~

Remus stills as Logan turns their calculative gaze towards him, they squint a bit but they don’t call him out on how he looks similar to Roman like he worried they would.

Maybe the beard really does cover up more than he thought - he supposes it would make his face look rounder than Roman’s does, but they have the same eye and hair colour and the same complexion…

Hopefully what Roman has told the band about Remus makes them not question the twins’ similarities.

“Are Patton and Remy- well is Patton awake?” Roman asks directing their attention to him instead.

Logan nods, "they are yes and I came out here looking for you, I assumed you were upstairs when you weren’t in the club.”

“Looking for me? practice isn’t for another half hour.”

“And yet here you are going to practice, but I digress; I wanted to meet our drummer before Patton got a hold of him” Logan says smirking at Remus, “your first day is probably going to be spent with Patton trying to get to know you in as little amount of time as possible.”

Remus clicks his tongue, “cool cool cool can’t wait for the rapid fire.”

Logan squints, “I can’t tell if that was sarcasm or not.”

“It wasn’t” Remus smiles, “I get along great with people” -he nudges Roman playfully- “right Ro-Br…Ro.”

Roman grimaces at Remus’ slip up and tries to laugh it away but his laugh is a little off, “oh yes of course” he lays the sarcasm on thick, “you work so well with others.”

Virgil snorts at that and continues the sarcasm, “yeah you’re defiantly the person I’d go to for delicate subjects.”

“Pff, okay okay” Remus stops them while snickering “you don’t have to hype me up that much.”

“Thooough” Roman says thoughtfully, his hand up to his chin, “both you and Patty have this sort of… chaos to you - you’ll probably get along wonderfully.”

Remus rubs his hands together like a conniving raccoon, “all ya had to say was ‘chaos’ Romeo.”

“Oh dear” Logan says but smiles softly, “I believe you’re going to fit in well with us.”

Roman slings his arm around Remus’ shoulders, "I didn’t have a doubt in my mind” he boasts and smacks a playful kiss on Remus’ scruffy cheek.

Remus’ loud smile turns fond and all he can do not to just latch on to Roman and never let go again is to walk out from under his arm prompting them to get to practice.

~~~

Roman’s heart has been thudding since he impulsively kissed Remus’ cheek, it didn’t stop when Remus moved away and it hasn’t dulled down even when they walk into the club.

A gasp comes from Patton and then a colourful blur rushes over to them - Patton is bouncing in place in front of Remus with stars in his eyes, “nice to finally see you!” he gushes, “I can’t believe I actually mistook you for Roman even without my glasses” -he laughs- “you’re so scruffy! like a big ol puppy!” he puts a finger to his chin then takes his glasses off, "but as a blur you two are the same colored blobs minus the clothes."

Remy walks up to them with the air of swagger that seems to follow him wherever he goes, “I mistook him for Roman at first too - their voices are similar when Remus has sleep voice."

The twins glace to each other, they’re glad no one is on to them but at the same time -how can no one be on to them?-

They don’t think that they look all that different from each other, but apparently others don’t notice - that or they just don’t see it because of what they’ve been told.

Patton taps a finger to his lips that are puckered a bit in thought, “they do have the same colour palette, a blob of the same colours would fool me.”

“Same colour palette?” Remy asks inquisitively, his head moves a fraction to the side as if he's putting puzzle pieces together in his mind.

“Mmhm” Patton begins, “their hair and eyes and skin tones are all identical!”

“Mm, it is so like Roman to fall in love with someone who looks like him” Remy smirks, “and as I said: their voices are almost identical” he pointedly looks in their direction - if Roman didn’t know better he’d think that their manager was trying to actually look for something.

“No they aren’t” Remus says -and Roman has to agree with that- “my voice is much more annoying” he says with a smile.

Both Roman and Virgil snort at the pride in Remus’ voice as he says it.

“Ahem” Logan clears their throat, “are we going to stand in the foyer the whole time?”

“Loli’s right we should get this party started!” Patton jumps a little as he twirls to lead them further into the club.

The room looks fuller than it did last night Remus notices, on top of the stage area having lights and stuff all hooked up there’s more feeling to the room unlike last night when it was bare with boxes littering the floor.

It’s a small space but it’s big enough to have a nice amount of people - like a cozy bar.

“Question!” Remus shouts and continues without being acknowledged, “is this a club for like band practice and chilling or is this an actual club that people come to?”

Remy smiles, “yes” he answers.

“Have you guys done shows for others before?”

“Quite a few” Roman interjects.

“But we lost our drummer about a year ago” Logan informs, “we had some… disagreements and we all collectively kicked him out of the band.”

Remus nods, “okay so you have a kind of fan base then - people actually show up for shows?”

“But of course, we have quite a few loyal fans” Remy says and plops himself on one of the couches.

Remus hops on to the low stage and looks at all the instruments again; Logan follows him and picks up the dark blue guitar.

Remus runs his hand on the golden microphone stand, it’s very shiny and it has little red star sparkles splattered on it, the red satin scarf wrapped around the top is soft to the touch and the shiny red guitar that sits under it is also very glittery with golden accents -he doesn’t expect any less from his twin, Roman has always been extra; he’s glad their parents haven’t sucked that outta him.

“I thought you said you were the lead singer, you said nothing about playing guitar” Remus directs at Roman.

“Yes, well Logan is lead guitar so I let them have the limelight when it comes to that.”

“Roman is very generous when it comes to the limelight” Logan says with an undertone of amused sarcasm, there’s a small smirk on their face as Roman huffs and crosses his arms.

“Iiiiiii’ve gotten better at sharing.”

“Yes you have” Patton says patting Roman on the shoulder on his way to take his sky blue sticker littered bass and then bounces over to the couches to sit with Remy.

Remus almost forgot that Virgil is there with how quiet he’s been but all eyes are directed to him as a piano key is played - he darts his hand away from the keyboard as if burned and looks around at everyone who is now staring at him.

Remy’s eyebrow raises, “do you play?” he asks.

“Uh, I know how to play” he answers.

“Hm” is all Remy says and that gets Virgil to back track.

“I don’t do well with crowds though, so don’t bother asking.”

“I didn’t say anything” Remy says with amusement.

“That ‘hm’ said everything for you” Virgil retorts.

“That is too bad” Logan interjects, “we need a permanent keys player.”

“Permanent?” Remus questions.

Virgil shoots him a glare, he shrugs.

Remy answers, “yea permanent, I play sometimes when needed but I can’t do every show or song - it would help a great deal to have someone play.”

“Like I said” Virgil starts, “I don’t do well with crowds.”

“You can be in the dark” Logan supplies, “like a shadow pianist; no one will ever have to see you.”

“That…” Virgil starts to reject the idea but sighs with a begrudgingness to it, “that actually sounds kind of bad ass.”

Patton claps, “so does that mean you’ll be our pianist?”

Virgil looks over to Remus - he’s got an encouraging smile and nodding rapidly with his thumbs up, he glances over to Roman who also nods softer with a smile and then back to Logan who’s politely awaiting an answer.

“Yeah, fuck it why not I’ll be the Shadow Pianist.”

Remus rushes over to him and slings an arm over his shoulders, “bitchin yes! I knew it would be a good idea for you to come!”

Even though he didn’t need Virgil to be there for moral support he’s glad that he came anyway, and he’s very excited for their band career to take them on all kinds of hijinks - this is the starting of a wonderfully beautiful adventure.

[izzyfandoms]

Sleepality - Surprise!

(This is for Patton's birthday!)

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"Shh!" Remy hissed, poking Remus's shoulder. "Shut up! He could be right outside, stop yelling!"

"Uh, aren't we supposed to yell?"

"Not until he walks in, dumbass!"

"How would Patton react if he knew you were being rude?" Janus added, leaning in and looking at Remy smugly.

Remus grinned and nodded along. "Yeah, bitch!"

"Hey, Patton wouldn't like that either," Remy said, crossing his arms. "You can't talk."

"He's not my boyfriend, though."

Remy opened his mouth to say something, but he was interrupted by the turning on the front door's door knob. His eyes widened and he looked around frantically.

"Is everyone ready?" He asked.

Virgil, who was stood by the door with Roman and Logan, holding a bag of confetti in his hand, gave Remy a thumbs up.

Then, the door swung open, and Remy got a glimpse of his boyfriend's - gorgeous, handsome, absolutely wonderful, and also a little bewildered - face. Patton blinked at him, opening his mouth to say something, but everyone in their home interrupted him.

"Surprise!" They cheered.

Virgil, Roman and Logan all threw handfuls of confetti on Patton.

Patton jumped when they shouted, and then after a moment, a large smile spread over his face. He looked amazed, and absolutely delighted.

"Oh my gosh, you guys!" He looked around at all of his friends, before his gaze settled on Remy. "Did you plan this?"

"Duh," Remy said. "I'm amazing."

"You are amazing," Patton agreed, walking over to him and throwing his arms around Remy's neck. He then pressed a quick kiss to Remy's cheek. "I love you."

"Gross!" Janus called out. "Get a room!"

"Nah," Remus grinned. "It's hot."

Remy glanced back at them, rolling his eyes, though it was impossible to stop smiling, when Patton was touching him.

[sleepless-in-starbucks]

48 (fake dating) and 54 (secret relationship) with sleepality?

48. Fake dating || 54. Secret Relationship

~

do you think it still counts as secret dating if they get found out but no one realizes they've been found out? imma say Yes

because basically, patton doesn't like too much drama in his personal life, y'know? and remy loves it in theory but not usually when it relates directly to them, so they decided to keep them bein a thing Lowkey

plus, patton's parents are lgtbq-phobic, and while remy's only out as non-binary to close friends, patton doesn't want to even get close to dealing with that fallout until later in life and.... further away in geography

all works out well enough at first, patton and remy calling all their dates 'hang outs' and no one really questionin it- they've been friends for years, it's not surprising that happy-pappy-patton likes having a lot of friend time nor that remy indulges him

except, one night, at a family dinner in the patton household, after patton mentions he's going out with remy the next day, his parents just casually observe he's spending a lot of time with remy. they jokingly ask if remy's patton's girlfriend, and patton just laughs

and then patton's younger brother makes a joke about how patton wasn't dating remy- "girls don't spend that much time with guys unless they have a Thing for them" he says, with all the wisdom of a dried up radish and all the confidence of a man who's never been told he's wrong- "plus, dude, you'd have to be an idiot to not date a gal that gorgeous- or maybe gay"

and it's just a joke, a homophobic joke that makes part of patton's generally cool blood boil, but just a joke! no one is actually saying he's gay if he's not dating remy

but patton, you have to understand, is a fast-thinker akin to miles morales. even if there's only an imaginary problem, he's gonna fix it, and he's gonna fix it Fast

so in a Brilliant moment of word association, "well, no, im not- i mean- remy is very sweet, i-"

this is enough for his family, and all of a sudden, patton is dating remy

except pretty much all of patton and remy's friends call immediate bs. they'd know if patton and remy were dating! clearly, this is just a lie patton made up to keep safe in his homophobic family, and remy's just being a good friend and going along with it

patton, perched in remy's lap and happily kissing the life out of them: yeah yeppo just a lie for the ol' family

remy, having the life kissed out of them: im just such a good friend guys

[acanvasofabillionsuns]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

i’ll make a tumblr version once i’m done reblogging a ton of stuff and it’s not going to get completely buried, but! fic!

[sign-from-god-complex]

Summary: From the moment they first saw Patton light up—full-on laughing through joking protests and playfully hitting Roman on the arm—Remy felt like a little piece of their heart had been stolen, tucked away inside Patton's chest alongside his own. Now, though, with Patton looking at them like that in the low lights of the dance hall, Remy felt like maybe he‘d just taken the whole thing.

And, honestly? They weren't sure that they minded.

Pairing: Sleepality

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Contrary to popular belief, it had actually taken more than a few weeks—and more than a bit of needling from Virgil—for Remy to finally work up the courage to ask Patton to prom.

Sure, they were known for being a teasing flirt with an eye on every boy in the year but it was different with Patton. Patton made them trip over their feet and choke on their words and lose themself in the warm, fluttering feeling inside their stomach whenever they saw him smile.

He made them soft. And they adored every single second of it.

And, also contrary to popular belief, Patton seemingly hadn’t thought on it for even a second before accepting Remy’s proposal.

They were an odd couple, people said—the bubbly cheer captain and the slacker who spent half of their classes napping—but then Remy had never been very worried about what other people thought of them.

"You're stunning."

Patton just giggled like they were only flattering him and not like they were stating an entirely unavoidable truth.

Patton was gorgeous. Patton was always gorgeous but right now, with his long hair up, curls framing his face, the pastel jumpsuit he had on swishing back and forth with each step he took closer to them, Remy had the intense urge to wrap their arms around him and kiss him right then and there, in front of God and everybody. They did refrain, though, if only for feeling that Patton wasn't quite ready for that.

“You don’t look so bad yourself,” Patton teased but the look in his eye hinted at the words being more sincere than they seemed.

Giving in to the blush quickly overtaking their face, they bowed and extended a hand, jokingly imitating one of the princes in those period dramas Roman loved so much. "Shall we?"

"We shall," Patton replied, a teasing smile on his lips and his eyes soft and shining.

The dance floor was quiet as it was still fairly early in the evening but neither of them were all that self-conscious so they took to it anyway. The music led them up and down throughout the night, from dumb pop songs they used to listen to as preteens that had them sing-yelling the lyrics at each other to songs they'd never heard before, making Remy twirl Patton again and again until he was dizzy and laughing.

They barely even stopped for drinks, only taking a few moments out to down a cup of water before getting right back out there again. They were having far too much fun and the added bonus of getting to stay so close to each other definitely didn't hurt.

Eventually, though, the music slowed, the lights changing as the evening started to come to an end. Remy wrapped their arms around Patton's waist, letting Patton drape his own around their neck and they ended up so pressed together Remy could practically feel his heartbeat like it was their own. They almost wanted to make a joke about leaving room for Jesus but the idea of Patton pulling away even a little was so abhorrent they didn't want to risk it.

For a moment, there was just silence. It was a comfortable silence, the kind that felt considering and thoughtful rather than awkward.

Patton's head was leaning on Remy's shoulder, they could feel the ghosts of his breath hot against their neck and they felt no need to change a single thing about this moment. It was warm and it was safe and it was kind—much, Remy supposed, like Patton himself.

"Remy," Patton mumbled into their shoulder before bringing his head up to look at them, "I really want you to kiss me."

Remy reeled back some though they didn't let go of Patton's waist, blinking wide eyes at him from behind their glasses.

It wasn’t as if they didn’t want to—they weren’t sure they could remember a time when they hadn’t daydreamed about kissing Patton—but it was more a realisation that maybe those feelings were returned, like maybe when their eyes locked from across the room and they smiled at each other Remy’s heart wasn’t the only one that skipped a beat.

At their clearly shocked expression, Patton began to backtrack. "I mean, there's no pressure! You don't have to if you aren't ready or-"

"No!" Remy interrupted quickly, almost breathless, "I just-! Uhhh... yeah."

And with that verbal display of brilliance, Remy quickly leant forward, cupping Patton's cheek in their hand and pressing their lips together.

It was... different—so much more than all the drunken and meaningless kisses Remy had shared before. This felt like sunshine and laughter, like quiet nights curled up by the fireplace and hands stroking through hair. This felt like inevitability and longing and adoration all wrapped into one, like the very beginning of a romance Remy couldn't wait to explore.

This felt like Patton.

They pulled away though it took a moment for the world to bleed back into their consciousness—for their head and heart to stop yelling Patton's name on loop and their eyes to flicker open.

"Woah."

Patton’s voice was soft and awed, his face flushed and wet lips parted. There was a second where he was seemingly still getting over the shock but when he finally did those lips stretched into a smile as wide as the sun and just as bright, sucking all the air out of Remy's chest and leaving them gasping.

From the moment they first saw Patton light up—full-on laughing through joking protests and playfully hitting Roman on the arm—Remy felt like a little piece of their heart had been stolen, tucked away inside Patton's chest alongside his own. Now, though, with Patton looking at them like that in the low lights of the dance hall, Remy felt like maybe he‘d just taken the whole thing.

And, honestly? They weren't sure that they minded.

"Go out with me?" Remy blurted; Patton just looked confused for a moment but Remy didn’t give him a chance to speak before they began to babble. "I get that prom is sort of... already going out but I mean, like, outside of this—outside of this one night. I want to take you out for ice cream or to a museum or something 'cause honestly, babes, I kinda need to see you smile like that at me for the rest of my life-"

Abruptly, Patton surged forward, kissing the rest of Remy's lovestruck ramblings right out of their mouth. Remy softened instantly, letting all the tension in their body dissipate and they realised—as if it was no longer possible to not realise—that this was exactly the kind of forever they wanted to have.

"I'd love to," Patton breathed against their lips as he pulled away.

He didn’t pull away far, just enough to break the kiss, their foreheads resting against each other like they were a cheesy couple in a romance movie. In response, Remy laughed, kissing Patton again and again and again and again with a grin completely uncharacteristic of them but that they were entirely unable to hold back.

So yes, maybe they were an odd couple but god, Remy was in love. And they couldn't care less what anyone else thought.

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