Remus was carving a dildo out of a block of wood. It would be painful, but he was willing to test it. To be more precise, he was dying to test it.

Not physically dying, though. Figuratively.

God, he spends too much time with Logan.

A swift knock on the door grabbed his attention, causing him to huff and put down his arts and crafts project. Really, who had the audacity to knock on his door before he had come out of his room?

Remus paused. What if it was Janus, come to confess his feelings for him?

He quickly dusted some wood dust off of his clothes, and fixed his hair slightly.

He swung open the door, a suave smile on his face. "H--Oh, fuck. It's you."

"Hello, Remus." Roman said, giving him an awkward smile. "How are you?"

"What do you want?" Remus asked, giving him an unimpressed look.

"I want answers." Roman said. "Why did you sabotage our date?"

"Hmm? Whatever do you mean?" Remus asked, opening the door a little wider to let Roman inside.

He didn't really want his brother inside of his room, but he couldn't ignore the possibility of Janus accidentally hearing this conversation.

Roman walked in, almost instinctively. "Don't play dumb. I saw you there. We talked."

"Are you sure you didn't imagine that, brother dearest? I heard you hit your head pretty hard." Remus hummed, closing the door.

"You pushed me!" Roman exclaimed.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." Remus shrugged, smirking at him. "You have proof?"

"I don't need proof! I saw you!" Roman yelled. "Look, I just wanna know why. Just tell me why, then I'll go."

Remus remained silent, crossing his arms. Roman looked at him expectantly, refusing to back down.

"...I envy you, Roman. Did you know that?"

"You--What?" Roman asked, looking bewildered.

"Everyone loves you! Patton, Virgil, Logan....Janus." Remus scowled. "And me? I'm the 'evil twin.' The other side of the funhouse mirror."

Roman flinched, looking ashamed of himself. "That was a cruel thing to say, I'm sorry."

"Whatever." Remus waved him off. "I just don't get it! I get monsters, hatred, and these fucking thoughts all the time! And what do you get? Praise? Admiration? Respect?"

"So...you're mad at me because I have everything you want?" Roman asked.

Remus laughed. "I'm not mad because you have everything."

"Then--"

"I'm mad because I finally had something that was mine, and you took that too."

Roman fell silent, brow furrowing. Remus could see him trying to connect the dots in his head.

Remus huffed, looking away from Roman. This was stupid.

He had been imagining this moment for awhile. The moment he would finally confront his brother. He didn't really picture it going like this.

Roman's eyes suddenly widened, and he snapped his gaze to Remus.

"You--?!"

"Remember when I talked to you in the Imagination a couple of months ago?" Remus asked. "Remember when I confided in you, my brother, about my feelings?"

"Remus--"

"A-And then, to my suprise, I turn around and find you with a bouquet of yellow fucking roses in your hands!" Remus snapped.

"I'm--"

"Don't you dare apologize!" Remus screamed, sneering at him. "I swear to god, I'll rip your fucking tongue out if you apologize! It's too late!"

Roman clamped his mouth shut.

"Why do you have to be so fucking selfish all the time?! You're such a greedy little bitch!" Remus yelled. "Ever since the day we split, you've just taken everything you could get your hands on!"

Remus was pacing now, running his hands through his hair wildly.

"You're so arrogant! And so stupid! Annoying! Careless! Narcissistic! Impulsive! Rapacious! Tactless!" Remus spat. "And you're so--so--"

He glanced at his brother, who was silently listening to him.

"So good." Remus hissed, hating the way his eyes began to sting. He harshly wiped them, ignoring his brother's look of concern. "And I'm just...not."

Remus sighed, slumping down onto his bed. "I can see why he chose you. You're a good person, Roman."

Roman hesitantly walked over, and sat down next to Remus.

"...I don't know what to say." Roman murmured. Remus laughed humorlessly.

"Then don't say anything. Just leave. Pretend you never heard any of this. I won't mess with you anymore."

"I can't do that, Remus." Roman told him.

"I know you can't. That why you're a better side than I am." Remus chuckled. "I'll tell Janus what I did. Happy?"

"I can break up with him, if you'd like."

Remus snapped his head over to Roman. "...what?"

"Don't misunderstand me, I love him more than I've ever loved anyone before." Roman sighed. "But...I can break up with him if it's hurting you. I care about you, Ree. I don't want to just ignore your feelings now that I'm aware of them."

Remus wasn't sure what it was.

But something about that just pissed him off.

"Are you being fucking serious?!" He yelled, shoving Roman off of the bed. "So you're just going to ignore your own feelings for my sake?!"

"I can't just act like this didn't happen, Remus!" Roman exclaimed. "I'd feel terrible! Knowing that I just--"

"Shut up!" Remus roared, summoning a throwing knife.

He threw it at Roman, who was barely able to catch it.

"How do you think I would feel, huh?! Knowing that I broke...you two..." Remus trailed off, eyes widening.

Isn't that exactly what he had been doing?

Ignoring his brother's feelings, ruining their relationship, isn't that what he's been doing all this time?

"Remus?" Roman tilted his head, looking concerned.

"...what should we do, then?" Remus mumbled.

"I think you should confess your feelings to him." Roman said. "Janus and I...we'll take a break. I'll let him see if you two would work. And if he chooses you, I won't complain."

"I don't know, Roman. That's--"

"Just think about it, okay?"

"...I will."