Trigger warning: kidnapping

AU

—

Roman was first to awake. He groaned, trying to move his arms but quickly realising he couldn't. His heavy eyelids cracked open, dark brown eyes scanning the almost pitch black room, barely able to make out the three other figures leaning on the wall.

He struggled, moving his arms frantically but to no avail, he looked over his shoulder to see his arms bound together and to the wall. He slumped, letting his eyes focus to the dark, squinting to see the room fully.

He saw nothing of importance so he let his eyes rest on the figure nearest, Roman couldn't make out his face but he could clearly see the blue top and sleeves wrapped around his neck, dangling over his shoulders and down his chest.

Romans eyes widened, he tried to shuffle over to one of his boyfriends but he couldn't, he groaned quietly, frustrated. Whoever did this was going to pay - mostly because Patton was here also, he wouldn't be surprised if the other two figures were Virgil and Logan - he prayed they weren't.

"P-"

Roman cut himself short, he didn't want to wake up Patton. Roman knew he would freak out and start to cry, he didn't want him to go through that but all he was doing was prolonging the inevitable.

Resting against the wall he looked up at the small window at the top of the high walls, the moon stared back, shining in enough light he needed.

His eyes dropped down and he finally noticed a slit of yellow light on the ground, following the light his eyes met with a door and an eye that looked through the crack in the now obvious door. Pretending Roman didn't see them, he casted his eyes the other way slowly, as if scanning the room once more.

He heard rattling, his head whipped to the side to see one of the figures waking up, shuffling like he once was. "...wh...what?" He heard the whisper, recognising it to be Virgils.

"Virgil, Virgil, it's me, Roman" the eldest of them all tried to sooth, it wasn't working well. He could already hear the sporadic breathing becoming quicker and louder.

"Ro-Roman? Where are you? Where are we? Roman!"

"I don't know, Dearest, please stay calm, okay?" From the frantic moving and chain rattling Roman could tell Virgil was chained up as a-pose to his rope bonds.

"R-Roman...I can't see"

He must be wearing a blind fold, Roman thought with a frown, he tried and struggled once more but the rope was to tight, digging into his wrists painfully.

Finally the door fully opened, Roman squinted at the light but wanted to have a good look at their capturer.

Of course, Roman thought pitifully, he was disgusting.

The smell of beer hit Roman instantly, making him recoil, then he noticed the rather large pot belly covered with a yellow stained shirt, pudgy arms, one hand holding a gun, the other empty, his eyes traveled down his legs to realise he was only wearing boxers.

Roman gagged, forcing himself to stare at the face which wasn't any better. He looked like he was dragged through a hedge backwards...a few times, matted beard, stringy hair, chubby cheeks, creepy eyes...everything about him screamed for people to turn and sprint.

"Who are you?" Roman asked in a strong voice, not at all intimidated by the weapon he grasped tightly in his left hand, Roman also taking note of that.

A deep, scratchy chuckle echoed around the silent room, Romans eyes drifted to Virgil for a few seconds to see him curled into a ball best as he could, face hidden in his knees.

Virgil...Roman was going to whisper but he didn't want to reveal his names in case that...man...didn't know them.

"Who are you?" Roman asked again, his eyes glaring daggers at his own black ones.

Another chuckle, the man twisting the gun around in his hand, examining the metal in his fat fingers.

"Fred" he replied, his voice enough to make Roman cringe but he was strong, he had to be for his loved ones.

"Why are we here?"

'Fred' let out a bellow of a laugh, "you're mine now - all of you"

"What do you mean?" Romans eyes narrowed, glare hardening with every stupid thing the man said. "I've followed you all for awhile...Roman" Romans blood went cold, "And Virgil...Logan...and Dear Patton"

"Don't touch him" Roman snarled, watching the man nearly rest his greasy hand on Pattons head. Fred smirked, looking at Roman over his shoulder.

"I can touch what is mine"

"We don't belong to you!" Roman yelled, but regretted if afterwards. His yell seemed to disturb Logan and Patton from their slumber, Patton was first to focus on his surroundings, noticing the man in front of him.

He let out a scream, trying to duck away but tied to the wall it would be impossible.

"Patton?" Logan called, "Logan!" Roman called back, "Roman?" Logan asked, very confused. "Where are we? I...I do not have my glasses" he mumbled to himself, his blurry gaze snapping upwards as legs stood in front of him.

He could almost focus on the face in front of him, a smile forming on said face, causing a few more chins to appear.

"Hey, cutie" Fred whispered, his breath making Logan twist his face in horror. He clamped his mouth shut, face falling, forcing himself to become completely devoid of emotion.

Fred frowned, tilting Logans head up. "Don't anger him" Roman stated to Logan cautiously, watching the gun intently.

"Don't worry" Fred grinned once more, standing up straight. "I won't hurt him" he chuckled, swaying to the door. "I'll be back, don't miss me!"

"We won't" Roman growled but Fred didn't hear, the door slammed shut and instantly everyone spoke.

"Where are we?!" Patton was first, tears brimming his eyes. "Who is here? Roman, Patton?" Logan questioned squinting - unfortunately nothing worked, he leaned on the wall, struggling against the hold on his wrists.

"It's me, Roman, Patton and Virgil" Roman explained to the smarter one, twisting and turning his arms. "Logan - you must know how to escape from being tied up" Roman practically begged. Logan went to reply when they all heard a sob.

"Patton..." Roman said softly, he stretched his leg out and softly pressed it against his shin, at first Patton flinched but realised it was one of them. "Roman? P-please...I need you...anyone" he cried, trying desperately to move closer.

Romans heart shattered, "Cookie, deep breaths, okay?" Patton nodded and did as he was told, while Roman comforted him to the best of his abilities Logan called out to Virgil.

"Y-yes, Logan?" Virgil replied, his voice breaking. "Are you alright?"

"We've been kidnapped, of course I'm not alright!" He yelled out, groaning and huffing as he thrashed about, kicking and eventually screaming.

Nothing worked.

"Virgil! Calm down!" Roman called, the more anxious one of them all slowly listened to his words, his movements slowing down. Opening his mouth to speak the slamming noise of the door opening cut Roman off, Fred walked in, but this time with no gun.

"Who was yelling?" He demanded, eyes narrowing. Roman clicked that whoever was yelling would be in trouble so being the brave and protective boyfriend he was, he spoke up first. "It was me"

Fred turned to him, "I knew you would be trouble" Fred muttered.

Fred sauntered over to him, Virgil opened his mouth to detest, Roman shook his head quickly, "Don't you dare" he mouthed. Fred did something to the bonds, now he wasn't tied to the wall but his arms still bound.

"Don't try anything" Fred warned, Roman was about to do the opposite when he heard the noise of a gun click, he saw it was aimed at Patton and his body froze, "okay?" Roman clenched his jaw but slowly agreed, leaving the room with the gun now pressed against his back.

He looked at as much as he could before he was pushed into another room, from one look he could tell he was in a well kept house, as he suspected they were upstairs, but he didn't know how many floors said house had.

The room was empty apart from a chair in the middle which he was pushed into, his eyes never leaving Fred as he tied him to the chair quickly, gigging in amusement, his breathing heavy even if they only walked a few steps.

"Now you'll learn to never scream again" Fred grinned, pulling out a small knife from his back pocket. Roman didn't flinch.

"Don't you think this is cruel?" He hissed, anger seeping in with every word. Fred pretended to think for a few seconds before shrugging and saying, "nope!"

Roman gritted his teeth together tightly as the knife slowly dragged down his cheek, a stinging sensation suddenly occurred, Roman realising he sliced the skin but he stayed strong. Never be weak in these situations.

Roman stumbled back into the room a few hours later, collapsing to the floor, groaning in pain. He had a few cuts here and there but nothing to be to concerned about. Fred giggled like he was insane, locking the door after he left.

"Roman? Roman is that you?" Virgil questioned, still wearing that stupid blindfold. Roman sat up, arms becoming painfully sore from being behind his back for so long. He slowly crawled over to Virgil, using his arms to take off the cover over his eyes.

Virgil blinked a few times, finally focusing on his boyfriend who sat slumped in front of him. "Roman...What did he do?! Why did you l-"

"Shh" Roman hushed, kissing his cheek. "It's okay" he reassured, kissing the anxious man one more time he tried to help him escape but he realised he was chained and the only way to get him out was with the keys he didn't have.

He tried to help Patton who pleaded he cuddled with him for at least a few minutes.

"Cookie, it'll be okay...I promise" Roman whispered, cuddling close to the emotional man, tears welling up in his eyes once more. Patton sniffled, it was hard to cuddle without arms to wrap around the other protectively.

Roman moved onto Logan who was also chained, Roman groaned in frustration, glaring at the wall as his brain went wild - trying to think of a way to escape.

He rolled onto his back, moving his arms under his legs so they were in front of him - it gave him an advantage.

As Patton and Virgil silently cried Roman walked around the room, a few minutes later realising there was nothing in there to help escape. Virgils eyes flickered across the room to the door where Fred stood, gun pointed at Roman.

"Roman-!" Virgil screamed.

BANG

Roman let out a yell, flinching back and falling to the floor, the gun barely missed his head, hitting the wall in front of him. He heaved, shuffling closer to Virgil for some sort of comfort.

"Move away from him!" Fred yelled, pointing the gun at his head, Romans eyes narrowed, not moving. He was being brave but this was borderline stupid. When the gun shot sounded Patton cried louder, trying to hide himself further.

Fred finally got tired of his cries, holding the gun to him instead. "Shut him up" Fred demanded, Roman moved as fast as he could to his crying boyfriend, moving his arms (which were still tied up) around him comfortingly, whispering soothing things in his ear.

"Shh, Cookie, Shh...I promise we'll escape" Roman whispered softly, Pattons sobs turned to quiet sniffled and hiccups, tears still streaming down his face. "Baby" Fred muttered, he forcefully moved Roman against the wall he was tied to before, making sure to slam his head back in the process.

Roman hissed through clenched teeth but did nothing else, keeping his narrowed, hate-filled eyes on Fred. Fred only giggled, standing up straight. He headed over to Patton and Roman tried to go over but he couldn't - being tied to the wall once more.

"Don't hurt him!" Roman angrily demanded, Fred ignored his silly demand, kneeling down next to the terrified man. He shuffled far away but Fred pulled him back, wrapping him in a hug. Everyone cringed while Patton began to softly cry once more.

Logan was desperately trying to keep cool and not pounce on Fred, he had escaped from his confinement's but obviously didn't want Fred to know yet.

Just in case there was someone else in this house.

"Patton..." Virgil whispered, his voice breaking. He felt his own tears fall faster from just the look on poor Pattons face as Fred kissed his cheek sloppily.

"GET OFF HIM!" Roman finally yelled so loud Fred actually looked at him, anger clear in his horrible eyes.

"Don't scream at your owner, Roman" He ordered in a stern voice, "don't tell me what to do! You don't own any of us!"

"Roman" Logan said, Roman glanced at the smarter male in the room, confused.

"He's our master" Logan nodded, Roman was about to reply back but Logan winked, causing his mouth to slowly close. All eyes went back to Fred who looked delighted, "thank you, Logy"

"Only Patton can call me that" Logan muttered under his breath, Fred asked what he had said but Logan didn't reply, breathing in deeply to calm his rising anger.

Eventually Fred left, everyone was silent as they intently listened to his heavy footsteps...after five minutes they could hear loud snoring. Logan jumped up at his, rushing over to Patton and hugging him close, wiping his cheek.

"You...you escaped!" Roman whispered loudly, Logan nodded, kissing Patton gently, running a hand through his hair.

"Logan..." Virgil whimpered, he needed comfort as much as Patton. When Logan moved away Patton made a cry of protest, eyes wide, tears already brimming.

Logan sighed, "I will be back, Patton" he mumbled, moving to Virgil and hugging him like he did to Patton. "We will escape" Logan mumbled into Virgils hair.

Roman leaned on the wall, looking at the small window.

We will escape.