Logan and Patton were surprised when they heard Damien's exclamation of excitement about going to the library. They both have forgotten that Damien was there with them. Patton felt bad for that. He thought that by inviting his brother would have made him happier. He didn't expect himself to forget about his brother. Logan was bewildered with Damien's excitement of going to the library. To Logan, Damien didn't seem to be the type to like reading very much.

When they entered the library, they saw Damien was already looking cozy on the chair at the giant table in the middle of the library. Logan was about to approach Damien when Patton pulled him by the sleeve. "Let him be, I think he wants to be alone." Patton made a mental note to talk to his brother later.

A few moments later, Logan and Patton were in the aisles of the big bookshelves. Logan would skim through the sections of books in the bookshelves, looking for astronomy books. Patton would follow Logan every turn he took. After a few minutes, Logan found the astronomy section.

"What books are you looking for?" Patton asked, his hands drag lightly along the book spines.

"Just some books for class. Beside that, I also do my own private studies. So, I just study anything else relating to the topic discussed in class that isn't taught in class," Logan answered absentmindedly while still looking through the numerous books he pulled out from the shelves.

"And what are those?" Patton asked.

"Lots of different things. Right now, for fun, I am studying about black holes. Nothing too specific. Just fun facts of sorts. For example, did you know that black hole has a very strong gravitational pull that not even light escapes?" Logan was starting to get into that 'teaching mode' as Patton called it. Patton was starting to like that look on Logan.

Logan didn't wait for Patton to answer and continued his chatter. "That would mean that if you were to be sucked into a black hole, people seeing you from afar would not see you disappear into the black hole. They would, instead see you stop moving in space and your 'image' would become more translucent and disappear. So it appears as though you turn to dust."

"That sounds horrible Logan," Patton said with a slight grimace. Logan only responded with a shrug. Patton liked listening and watching Logan talk even though sometimes he doesn't understand anything that Logan talks about. Though this time it felt different than when they were at the planetarium a few weeks ago. Somehow, it feels more exciting now. Every time Logan talks to him, Patton would feel a warm feeling in his chest and he would find himself smiling a lot more often. The more Logan talks, the more Patton would get interested, even if he wasn't before.

"Logan, all stars die right?" Patton asked. "What happens to our sun when it dies?"

Logan didn't expect the sudden question from Patton, but he admit that he liked that Patton actually pay attention to what he talks about. Usually, Logan notices that his continuous chatter would often bore people. However, Patton actually listens and he seemed to appreciate Logan's interest.

"Well, usually when big stars die they would explode. Essentially, the center of the star would collapse in on itself and form the explosion." Logan set his eyes on Patton. He looked at how Patton was paying attention to what he was saying. His brows furrow slightly and his nose scrunched in thought. Logan continued his explanation, "The explosion would send star particles into space. The core of the star now becomes denser because it collapsed, then it..." Logan's voice became more hushed and low and he finally drift off in the middle of the sentence. He was still looking at Patton, taking in his features. His small smile, his eyes shining with joy and his muted bubbly attitude—though he was still bouncing on the balls of his feet.

"And then it what Logan?" Patton asked, seemingly confused as to why Logan stopped in the middle of his sentence.

Realizing what he was doing, Logan cleared his throat. A tint of red colored his cheeks and nose. "How about we sit on the sofa there—" Logan pointed at the sofa at the corner of the library—"and continue this conversation there." Logan didn't wait for a reply and began walking towards the cluster of sofas. Patton was still confused, but he followed anyway.

'God, Logan! You embarrassed yourself in front of Patton! How could you do that to yourself?' Logan thought to himself as he walked to the reading area. Then, he wondered why he cared about what Patton thought of him. He didn't usually care about how other people see him. So why did he care now? 'Why do I care?' Logan repeated the question in his head.

This realization brought the event of a few weeks ago back to Logan's mind. His conversation with Damien had been quite interesting, especially how they view soulmates and relationships.

"Are you going to start crushing on him now?" Damien had said.

Logan didn't like the thought. He was not ready for that yet. He didn't know how to deal with his messy emotions. Logan knew, just like any other person, he has emotions. He chose to ignore them though, because he didn't know what to do with them. He immediately pushed these thoughts to the back of his mind to debate on another day. 'Not now.'

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Damien was still in shock. Of course he was. He couldn't believe his eyes. He thought it would take him years before he found his soulmate, but now his soulmate is sitting here, right in front of him. Damien couldn't believe it. Suddenly, he wasn't sure what he wanted anymore. Damien knew that he wasn't good with people. He didn't want to mess things up. But, he still wanted to try.

Remy's staged smile-smirk became a genuine one as he watch Damien's face morphed into shock. 'Wow, this guy is so much cuter when I don't see him from a mirror.' Remy thought as he remembered his hour. His smirk widened when Damien laid himself back on the chair. Remy had a feeling that his soulmate might be having a moment.

"Sooo..." Remy finally said, breaking the thick silence between the two.

Remy's voice snapped Damien out of his daze. He quickly regained his composure and cleared his throat. "Um... sorry I was—I was just... surprised." Emotions flickered in his eyes, but his face doesn't show it. Damien's eyes darted around the library and back to the person in front of him. His soulmate. "You know... you could've mistaken me for my twin, right?"

"Oh. Whoops, totally forgot about that. That would've been real awkward." Remy remembered a mention of twins in the note from his soulmate.

"Yeah..." Damien managed a small reply.

Silence fell between the two once again. The silence was awkward and uncomfortable. They both wanted to do something, but they couldn't. They both wanted to say something, but they didn't know what to say. This time, Damien broke the silence with a topic that both of them were clearly avoiding.

"So, um... soulmate, huh?" Damien said shyly. Damn his emotions. Damien didn't hate his feelings. He just didn't know how to process them. So, most times he tries not to show it. Though he doesn't avoid his emotions, it can sometimes be very frustrating. Like right now.

Remy flashed a smile back at Damien when he heard Damien asked the question hesitantly. Remy wasn't usually awkward. He was always super extra™ and he was always good with people. Now though, he didn't know why he was a shy mess. So, he decided to be bold and do something that he thought Damien wouldn't expect him to do.

Remy straighten himself and leaned forward on the table. "So, you read a lot?" He gestured vaguely to the surrounding library. His words were innocent enough, but his lowered voice and smirk suggested otherwise.

Damien quirked an eyebrow. 'Is he... what is he trying to do?' He felt a wave of warmth rushed to his face. 'Alright, payback time.' Damien smiled confidently.

"Oh, I don't read a lot. I was just bored, so I came here." Following Remy's action, he leaned forward on the table and continued. "How 'bout you?—" He lowered his voice, raised an eyebrow and flashed a mischievous smirk—"I thought it would make more sense for a work of art like you to end up in a museum." Damien leaned back on his chair and he smirked smugly when he saw Remy's face turned a deep shade of red.

Remy leaned back on his seat and narrowed his eyes. "Hmm... U tebya horoshiy vkus." He said smoothly, knowing Damien wouldn't understand. His lips pulled into a slight smile when he saw Damien's confused look.

"Sorry," Remy started again, "but I don't think I got your name." Though Remy knew he could just read the note—which he didn't need, because he already memorize his soulmate's name after the first time of reading the note.

"Damien Harvey," Damien said suspiciously.

"Damien, huh?" Remy quirked a brow and threw an innocent smile. "Cute name," he paused for a second. Damien gave him a challenging look which said 'is that all you got?' but Remy wasn't done. "It goes with your face." Remy tilted his head a little.

It was an innocent comment, but Damien was still somehow surprised. A band of red was painted across his face. Damien bravely slid his foot to nudge on Remy's, raising an eyebrow while doing it. Remy nudged back with a smile. Remy couldn't help but laugh at Damien's still-blushing face.

"Remus Galanicheff," Remy said, breaking their flirting game. "Just call me Remy, though. Remus is too hard for you Americans." Now it was Damien's turn to laugh.

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Virgil already had all the books he needed. He didn't know what to do now. He really didn't want to go back to the apartment. He wanted to be left alone, but he didn't want to lock himself in his room because that's where he had found the note and it was too painful of a reminder. He wanted to mention the note to Remy, but he didn't know if he should. He didn't want to tell Remy how he felt.

Virgil decided to look for Remy and maybe drag him somewhere, because he knew from experience that if Remy was left alone for more than thirty minutes he'll get bored. When Remy is bored, he would either cause chaos—by pulling pranks on people—or act like a big bitch. So, Virgil made his way back to the middle of the library to the table where he left Remy.

When Virgil got to the table though, he didn't expect Remy to be talking to a guy. Virgil knew that Remy was always good with people, but he didn't expect Remy to actually have a full-on conversation with another person. He didn't know whether he should approach them or not. 'They seem to be having fun.'

Virgil decided to approach the pair. He walked to where Remy was sitting and cleared his throat to get their attention.

"I'm done with the books." Virgil said, eyes trained on the shelves instead of on Remy.

"Alright then. Virge, this is Damien," Remy said gesturing towards the person sitting in front of him. "He's my—" Remy cut himself off. Virgil gave him a look of confusion.

"Um..." Remy hesitated. Remy looked up to see Damien, brows furrowed. "He's my soulmate." Remy finished, still looking at Damien. Then, he averted his gaze to Virgil.

Virgil bit his lip and blink a few times. "You know what, I'll just leave. Text me later, yeah?" Virgil turned to walk away. After talking a few steps, he found Remy walking next to him. Virgil stopped in his track. "What?" His voice held no malice, though anger was churning in his stomach.

"S toboy vse v poryadke? " Remy asked with concern.

"Ostav' menya v pokoye," Virgil said flatly and walked out of the library.

About twenty minutes later, Virgil was at his apartment door. He didn't want to be at the apartment before, but now he just wanted to bury himself in blankets. When he sat down on his bed, he didn't know what to think. Remy found his soulmate. He's going to be just like everyone else and cast him aside now that he found his soulmate, because he doesn't need Virgil anymore.

A single tear drop escaped Virgil's eyelid. Then another. Virgil took a deep breath and sighed. He changed into his pajamas—a black t-shirt and sweatpants—and climb to bed. He buried his head under his blanket, wanting to forget everything.

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Remy walked back to his seat, not feeling as great as he had before. How could he have forgotten about Virgil's soulmate? He didn't know a lot about what happened. He knew it was the note. But he didn't know what is actually happening. All he knew was that Virgil was having a problem with his soulmate.

"What happened?" Damien asked.

"That was Virgil, my cousin. He's having a problem with his soulmate. So he's not feeling great now." Remy said with a somber expression.

"You should go to him." Damien suggested.

"He wanted to be left alone."

"Okay. Do you want to find my brother? He's around here somewhere." Damien said again, wanting to take Remy's mind off of his worries.

"Sure." A smile graced Remy's lips. 'Eto ne tak plokho,' He thought.

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Russian stuff (correct if I made any mistake):

У тебя хороший вкус
U tebya horoshiy vkus
[You have good taste]

С тобой все в порядке?
S toboy vse v poryadke?
[Are you alright]

Оставь меня в покое
Ostav' menya v pokoye
[Leave me alone]

это не так плохо
eto ne tak plokho
[this isn't so bad]