"I'm almost done with the plot lines and the dialogues. I just need to edit it a little bit, and done." Roman told Logan about his original play assignment. It wasn't due until another month, but Roman was just too excited not to do it as quickly as possible. Logan didn't know what to say. He was not interested in what he called as 'professional make-believe.' Roman had been offended and clutched his chest dramatically the first time Logan had called theater a professional make-believe. Theater is theater. It's magnificent, grand and all things good. How dare Logan mocked it.

"Wouldn't it be better if you use all three months time that was given to you rather than using only two months? Wouldn't you have more time to perfect it further if you did that?" Logan asked, making sure Roman knew what he was doing. He may not be too interested in the whole theater business, but he still want the best for Roman's play project. He still wanted to support Roman's big dream of making it to Broadway someday.

"Well yeah, maybe, but I'm done with it already! The next months is probably just for editing and other stuff. Y'know?"

"No, I do not."

"Logan, you suck."

The day went to be uneventful. They had stayed in the coffee shop for a few hours, not knowing what to do. Logan was, as usual, done with all of the assignments he was given. Roman didn't really have anything to do either. Usually, Roman had never run out of things to talk about, especially with Logan. Right now, however, his brain was not in the mood for talking too much which was a little surprising. His mind wandered, never settling on one specific subject. During his high school years, his mind was always occupied with numerous things if not about school. Mostly the drama that goes on in school. Now, he feels empty.

"Oh, by the way, Logan... how was the date with Patton? You haven't told me." Roman was very curious about Patton. The man was the literal opposite of the always-analytical Logan that he knew. The very first time he met Patton, he had been very skeptical about everything. He thought his beliefs on soulmates would be proven true. That it was doomed to fail. Thinking of a failed relationship, Roman could see that he himself and his soulmate was not going to work out well. He sighed, waiting for Logan's answer.

"Well, it was... it was interesting, actually. We have not decided what we are yet, but I don't mind. Patton was elated when we went to the fair. His childlike wonder always amazes me. I do not understand how his mind works. At times, he would pay attention to the smallest details, but other times he would act as though he doesn't know what's happening. His emotional capabilities also confuses me..." Logan trailed off after realizing he'd been rambling.

"Okay, yeah, you do like him." Roman said with a smirk. Logan only rolled his eyes and paid no further attention to his best friend. "Oh come on, Logan," Roman teased again. "You so do."

Looking down at his folded hands, Logan thought about what Roman said. He knew Roman was just making fun of him, but some parts of his accusations rang true. Did he like Patton? Of course, he did. He wasn't about to lie about that. At least, not to himself. Roman's comment brought him back to his date a few days ago. It was wonderful. He got to see Patton so joyful as though he was drunk on elation. It was new for Logan. New for him to see someone this way, new to feel about someone this way.

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"That was great, Lo." Patton hopped out of the Ferris wheel cheerily. He took one of Logan's hands and dragged him to the ice-cone stand. Logan was about to comment on Patton's unhealthy choice of snack, but upon seeing Patton's eyes shine with felicity, he didn't have it in him to give refuse his soulmate's request. He thought he'll let it go, just this once.

"It's getting a little late, Patton. Shall we head back? I'll walk you to your apartment." Logan offered after checking his watch to reveal that it was a few minutes before nine. They've been out at the fair for about three hours.

"Awww... thanks, Lo!" After buying the icy treat, they went out of the gate of the fair, jostling their way through the ocean of people. Patton still had his giant seal plushie with him, squishing it in his hand. It's just so soft and cute. He looked up at Logan who was standing next to him. His blue eyes popped against the color of the night. Not even the lights of the fair seem to outshine them. Patton's joyous grin shifted to a small smile.'He's great.' He chuckled at himself and dragged Logan onto the streets, heading to his apartment.

Patton's steps were light, just like it had been when Logan picked him up from his apartment a few hours ago. However, there was something different this time. The certain spring in his steps made him bounce, making his wavy locks swish around. Logan couldn't help but let himself mess with Patton's hair, making the smaller of the two giggle. Even now that they're away from the fair, Patton still had that shine that he always radiate.

Finally, they reached the Harveys' apartment. As Patton fumbled with his keys, he said, "Tonight was nice, Logan. It was so fun." He looked up, looking straight into those icy eyes, "Maybe, we could do it again sometimes?"

Logan smiled warmly. "I wouldn't be opposed to that idea, Patton." He let his gaze linger on his soulmate a little longer as Patton turned on his back to unlock the door. "I'll leave now. Have a pleasant night." As he turned away to leave, Patton took his arm, making him look over. Patton swiftly gave his arm a small tug and placed a small kiss on his cheek before smiling and disappearing into the apartment. He stood frozen, staring at the door with rosy cheeks and finally left after he shook his head lightly to get rid of the shock. As he stepped out of the apartment building, he laughed to himself. He didn't know why, but he laughed it off anyway.

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"Logan..." he was ripped out of his thoughts when Roman started to wave his hand in front of his face. He snapped his gaze at Roman, giving a silent question as to why his thoughts were interrupted. Roman nodded his head to the side, making Logan shift his attention to Roman's side. And there, stood a smirking Damien.

"Oh, Damien. Sorry, I didn't see you before." Logan greeted awkwardly. Damien only shrugged and sat himself down next to Logan.

"What's good, man?" Damien said, to which Logan gave a weird look.

"Means 'what's up,' Lo." Roman rolled his eyes. Logan never understood casual vocabularies or slang terms. They made absolutely no sense at all.

"Not much. I was just thinking."

"Yeah? About what?" Damien asked again.

Roman shot him a teasing smile. Remembering Patton's kiss once more, he coughed to fight the on-coming warmth that were starting to bleed into his face. Giving Roman a glare, he tried to come up with something to say that wouldn't obviously scream 'I was thinking about your brother and possibly in a romantic sense.' The annoying teasing smile and knowing look was back on Roman's face. Logan had to fight back the urge to kick his leg under the table.

At first, Damien was confused, but finally he caught on. Seeing the look that Roman shot at Logan, he might have a guess. "How was the date with Pat, by the way? He was really giggly when he came back." he said with a teasing smirk.

Logan tensed as he heard the question. Roman had asked the same question earlier and he ended up embarrassing himself. Roman was fighting back a smile as Damien finished his question. Damien offered a hand at Roman and Roman gladly clapped it. Solid high-five. Logan rolled his eyes again. Could his friends stop making fun of him?

"Aw, loosen up, bud. We're just teasing you." Damien said, pulling Logan out of his discomfort.

"I'd appreciate it if you don't do that." Logan retorted, earning a laugh from his friends. He allowed himself to smile.

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After another hour of chatting about random topics, Logan finally left to the library. He said, he wanted to do some reading before tomorrow's class, to which Roman commented that he don't need it and that he probably knows more stuff than the professor. After Logan left, Roman and Damien continued their chat. They were debating about different genres of movies and which one is the best. Logan had obviously picked science-fiction. Roman voted for fantasy and Damien for horror.

Roman had debated that fantasy is the best as they allow the audience to live in adventures and imagine possibilities of magic, mythical creatures and twists in stories. Fantasy brings hope to children. They give children a positive outlook towards the world and it lets them grow to be creative.

Damien debated that horror is better, because horror movies are the type of movies with suspense that gives you some adrenaline pumping in the bloodstream. The thrill that a horror movie brings is exciting and it keeps you at the edge of your seat. The gripping fear that you'd feel would linger for hours—or days for some people—and it keeps you hyper-aware. He debated that, like some food, horror is something you learn to like.

A few minutes into their discussion, the bell to the cafe rang. They paid it no mind, until someone slapped their table, making the jump.

"Sup, bitches!" Remy exclaimed, announcing his presence. "What are y'all doin' babes? " A groan could be heard from behind him. Remy turned to shut Virgil up, shushing him into silence.

"Geez, you're going to give someone a heart attack." Damien said with a raised brow.

"Well," Remy started, a flirty smirk bloomed on his lips, "I can give you a heart attack in a number of ways." His tone was suggestive as he let his natural Russian accent slip into his words and he raised one eyebrow behind his ever-present sunglasses. He smiled again in victory upon seeing Damien's flushed cheeks.

"Wow," Virgil deadpanned and Roman let out a low whistle. The two glanced at each other before averting their gaze away, not acknowledging each other's presence. Remy moved to sit next to Roman and let Virgil went to the counter to place their orders.

"What were y'all talking about?" Remy asked. He looked to his side to find Roman sitting stiffly. "Why so tense, Cascales? I don't bite." He playfully elbowed Roman's arm, earning a small smile from the taller man. He nudged Remy back.

Damien was more than a little bit confused. The last time Roman and Remy saw each other, Remy looked like he was ready to murder the other. He had looked at Roman with so much anger that Damien himself was a little intimidated. Now, though, they seemed to be fine, which was odd. He cleared his throat, getting the attention of the two people sitting in front of him.

"Sorry, I thought the last time you saw each other everything was—" he waved his hands vaguely in the air— "messy...? And you're fine now?"

"The last time we saw each other was Monday, actually," Roman muttered.

"And we went for coffee." Remy added.

Their explanation didn't clear things up at all. When Virgil returned, he sat next to Damien and the conversation about movie genres started again.

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"What? How dare you besmirched the name of Disney? This time, you have gone too far." Roman said with disbelief.

"Really? This is where you draw the line? Honestly, Princey, don't we all see the same movies? I think, you'd noticed all the dark shit they got there. Or, maybe you're just stupid." Virgil retorted, throwing in some insults at the end.

The discussion about the film genres had started calmly at first. Virgil had chosen thriller and mystery—to which Roman rolled his eyes—and Remy picked drama. Somewhere along the way, Damien mentioned that fantasy is just another form of lie. Virgil agreed by saying that fantasy is giving people fake hope. Roman had dramatically placed his hand on his chest and made a series of offended noises. How dare they spoil the fun of magic? Remy only chuckled lightly, watching Virgil have his fun making jabs at Roman. He thought, his cousin deserved a revenge after whatever happened between him and Roman.

"You know what," Damien finally interrupted Roman and Virgil after their ten minutes of bickering about Disney, "let's just change the topic here. You guys are getting dangerous towards each other."

"Ah, yes," Roman agreed. "Finally, some good idea." He gave Virgil a pointed look even though he was responding to Damien's words. "I have questions for both of you!" Roman pointed at Remy and Damien.

"Uh... okay?" Damien hesitated, looking at Remy for affirmation. He didn't really know why he needed Remy's agreement.

"Okay! How did you two meet?"

"It was in the campus library," Remy answered. "I was with Virgil and he was taking forever, so I waited on the big-ass table."

"I was third-wheeling Logan and Pat," Damien told them, he looked annoyed as he remembered that day. Being ditched by your own brother is not fun. "In the library, I wanted to be alone, but then this annoying guy decided to sit in front of me." Remy threw a cookie crumb at Damien once he finished his sentence.

"Who greeted the other first?" Roman asked again.

"Me." Remy answered quickly.

"What did you say?" Virgil asked this time.

Remy immediately gave Damien a deep, flirtatious smirk and said, "Ey, milashka." It was just like their first meeting. Damien once again went beet-red despite not knowing what his words meant.

"Oh my God... did you really say that?" Virgil raised his brows. He was honestly impressed at Remy's confidence.

"What does that even mean?" Roman asked quietly. Virgil looked at Remy, waiting if he was going to tell the other two. Even though Virgil didn't really speak Russian, he understood some phrases. This one included.

Remy scoffed and looked at Damien, pondering if he was going to tell. He actually wanted to tell Damien, but not yet. Maybe some time later. So, he leaned up to whisper in Roman's ear. Roman's brows shot up. This guy is brave enough to say that in a first meeting? 'Heck, my first meeting with my soulmate was a fight.' He let out another low whistle.

"You're not telling me?!" Damien said, slamming his hands on the table lightly. "That's not fair!" Remy stuck out his tongue and ignored his complains.

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After another two hours, the four of them decided to leave the coffee shop, having had their fun together. Roman and Virgil didn't really acknowledge each other's presence aside from the debate earlier. Even then, the discussion was littered with insults. Damien was bewildered by Roman and Virgil's interactions. They both could so subtly throw insults at each other and they did it gracefully. Damien almost asked how they did it. Almost. Remy was another thing. Damien had been surprised by Remy's sudden flirting, but he found that he didn't mind it. If anything, he actually saw it as a challenge. During their whole impromptu hang-out session, Damien didn't once get a revenge towards Remy's attacks. He swore he'll get it.

When the four walked out together, Virgil walked the quickest, wanting to get as far away from Roman as he could get. Roman was the second one out. Remy was the third as he was occupied by his phone, so his steps were slow. Damien moved quickly to stand next to Remy. He looped one arm around Remy's waist and pulled him a little closer. Remy let out a barely audible squeak out of surprise. Damien leaned over to whisper, lowering his voice, "I'll get my revenge later." He quickly pulled away and gave his soulmate a wink before walking the opposite direction, leaving a very flustered Remy standing in shock in front of the coffee shop.

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Notes:

Hey guys, thank for reading! So... this was a day late, sorry about that. This one is very very dialogue heavy, which in my opinion is pretty annoying. If you don't like that, let me know. If you do, let me know, too. Leave some comments if you'd like.
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Russian stuff (tell me if I made any mistakes):

Ey, milashka
Эй милашка
[Hey, cutie]
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See ya in the next one!

~ AJ