Tw:swearing, remus making innuendos, crying roman, not leaving room for a week, worried sides, slightly u!remus, mentions of past sh and my bad writing

P. S:it has a good ending ;>

Romans pov:

I stand in the room being confronted by my fellow sides. "roman are you okay?" I hear one of them ask although I'm not sure which one as my eyes were feeling with tears. "the real question is, is Thomas okay, All this drama going on in Thomas's head is not good for him" my vision blurrs and my ears start to ring. I sink out going to my room after hearing those words. "he's fine!"

~time skippppppp~

Pattons pov:

Romans been in his room for over a week I'm starting to get worried he won't even come out his room for food. I went over and knocked on his door. No answer. I continued to knock for half an hour my worry growing for my creative son. Finally I had decided to go to remus, if anyone knew how to get roman out his room it was remus. I was welcomed with the stench of dead animals, knowing remus its probably the rats he owned and forgot about, or the birds, or the frogs, or the-you know what there is no guessing what it is. I knock on the trash rats door. "WAAAAAAT I'M TRYING TO TRAIN A FLY?!" remus screamed through the wooden planks that opens and closes.  "I need help ro has been in his room all week without food and isn't answering" I say through the door. "Ugh!" remus swings the door open hitting me in the face, I think he may have broken my nose. Anyway when we both get back to Romans door re kicks it down. "OI FUCKER GET UP!" "remus language!" I say in my dad voice as the kiddos call it.

Remus' pov:
After I was rudely interrupted by frog daddy I went and knocked down Roman's door. I pop my head into my twins door to see what happened. "it looks like shit in here-" I say as I walk in. The Disney posters hung glumly off the wall, they were ripped, worn out and colourless. Whilst there were scrunch up pieces of paper littering the floor, not to mention there was this weird chill coming through the room. Creepy. I turn to see a confused patton. "what ain't ever see shit like this or what daddyo?" I love teasing patton with all the shit he doesn't understand. "w-what happened...wheres roman?" I stare at him "do I look like I fucking know-" He frowns. I roll my eyes and look around more, I look to the floor and see a smashed picture. I pick it up because my curiosity got the best of me, yes I have heard the expression 'curiosity killed the cat' but one I can't help it and two I ain't no fucking cat. Anygays I look at the smashed picture, I know this is one of those moments I'm meant to get all sentimental or over protective but as I look at the picture....
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It turned out It was literally just one of those stock photos they use to fill out the frames. Patton comes over and looks at the picture. "who are they?" I stare at him in the soul. "fuck knows, now let's go find my twin before he does something we all regret." and with that we are on our giddy way searching for princy.

~time skip brought to you by my inability to sleep~

After like a day of searching we finally found roman. Guess where he was, no guess literally.....
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UNDER HIS FUCKING BED. the frustration is real yall. We spent the whole day worrying and looking for him but turns out he was under the bed the whole time like damm. Me being the gracious person I am decided to smash the bed and pull him out the centre of it. "Remus that was highly illogical" specs says but tbh I couldn't give a shit he could go suck cock for all I care.

Logan's pov:

Remus has just broken Romans bed as well as dragged him out of the centre of it. Whom ever thought it would be a good idea to give the twins weapons must have been insane. I did the usual check up on remus to make sure he wasn't harmed, he had a few splinters but that was highly expected. Following after that, I checked up on roman,there wasn't much just splinters and self inflicted scars. I carefully remove the splinters and bandage up his arms. I stare into the in pained prince's face as I do so, in a sort I feel sorry for him. Yet again if all sides aren't 'stable' it would lead Thomas to become unstable and we do not want that so we need to get Roman up and running as soon as possible.

~hop hip time skip~

Roman has been 'out cold' For a few days now and we are all starting to feel worried. Lacking roman is not good for anyone let alone Thomas, without one of his core sides a part of him would shut down. Having the creative part shut down would not be satisfactory to say the least. My thoughts are disrupted by the princely figure awakening. "morning sleeping beauty" virgil says in a flirtious manner. I can't help but feel a peng of jellousy in my heart? Mind? Soul, do I even have a soul? I need to research that later. Anyway, roman stretches and smiles. He is acting as if he wasn't just in a coma for a week, strange. "are you okay kiddo?" patton queries the creative trait. "he's fine, " virgil says "right?" the anxious one looks at roman for an answer. "well yes and no. I believe I am okay but deep down I know there are things plauging me deeply and I feel as if I'm trapped...." I see all the sides faces drop in guilt. "Roman allow me to be the first to apologise, I am sorry about my actions but you are far behind on work and Thomas need his creativity back online." I state trying to sound sympathetic I guess.

Roman's pov:

I roll my eyes at logan, he seriously thinks after I just woke up I'm going to immediately go back to work? Nay I say! I stand up, even tho I'm a little wobbly and shashay out of the room. I get in My car and start blasting music. This always makes me feel better, I drive down to the river side and sit down on the bank. The music from my car still blasting. Its a nice escape although I know its all over when I get home. But I don't care, I love it.

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A/n:
I know this makes no sense lol-