Am I The Only One Who Sees It? Please Tell Me I'm Not. . .

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Shmebulock gets me

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Is your dad Ron Swanson? (via blooper2112)

I need to prove a point to douchebag

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Uhhh warning for violence and angst

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"HE LEFT US!"

Deceit had to dodge a flying morning star as he watched Remus breakdown. Deceit was breaking down too, in his own quiet way.

He held Virgil's old hoodie tightly to his chest, hoping Remus wouldn't destroy it in his blind rage and sadness.

"He'll come back…" Deceit muttered, closing his eyes and lifting the hoodie up closer to his face.

"CUT THE BULLSHIT! HE'S NEVER COMING BACK! HE HATES US!" Remus threw more things across the room, hitting the wall next to Deceit.

Deceit would be lying if he said it wasn't quite scary. Though he knew Remus hated being called scary.

"He…" Deceit shut his mouth, knowing nothing he could say would calm Remus down. Nothing he could say could fix this.

He knew Virgil wasn't coming back, that they had been abandoned yet again.

He couldn't do anything except fall against the wall and slowly slide down until his knees were against his chest, staring down at the old jacket until his vision blurred with tears.

"I'LL KILL HIM! I'LL RIP OUT HIS EYEBALLS AND SHOVE THEM UP HIS OWN NOSTRILS!"

Remus' threats to hurt Virgil faded into static as Deceit kept staring at the jacket. His tears and all the yelling and all the static were giving him a headache, but he didn't move or wipe his face. He just kept staring at the jacket.

What had he done wrong? Why did Virgil leave them? Was it Remus' fault? No, surely not. It had to have been something Deceit done.

He had begged Virgil to stay, begged him not to leave, begged him to at least try to convince Patton to let Deceit and Remus come too.

Maybe he should have tried harder. It was all Deceit's fault now. Virgil was gone and he and Remus were still stuck here. Stuck not being cared about or known. Stuck being evil and scorned.

When he snapped out of it, Remus had finally quieted down, facing the opposite wall and weeping quietly.

Deceit put down the jacket and scooted up to Remus, wrapping his arms around the other side and burying his face into his upper back.

"Why do they hate us, Deceit?" Remus' voice was uncharacteristically soft, "What did we do wrong?"

Deceit stayed quiet against Remus for a few good moments before letting out a soft, "I don't know."

He wasn't lying.

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