#granted i do already live with people but our walls aren't thin enough for me to be heard making my silly little alien noises

[rockeyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy]

living with me would probably be something like having the soundtrack of a place in an rpg with a bunch of bioluminescent plantlife or fungi. like. ouuuuuuh. oooooooo. aaauu. vvvvvvv

[lamp-up-my-ass]

A Man, a Snake, and a Rat Chapter 1

((Hi! So I've written out a few chapters for the Intruloceit AU, and have been posting them on AO3 but not here. So I finally got around to it, hope you enjoy!))

Tags: Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders/Logic | Logan Sanders/Deceit Sanders, Anxiety | Virgil/Creativity | Roman/Morality | Patton, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders & Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders & Logic | Logan Sanders, Deceit Sanders, Logic | Logan Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Anxiety | Virgil Sanders, Morality | Patton Sanders, Sympathetic Deceit Sanders, Sympathetic Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Trans Logic | Logan Sanders, Fluff, Angst, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, Descriptions of Nudity, Remus draws some slutty things

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The day was beautiful, wind sweeping away the first dying leaves of fall and clouds shielding the earth from the bright rays of the sun, casting small shadows around a tall brick building. In front of said building stood a tall nineteen year old holding one of the few boxes that laid around his feet. A paper sat on top of the box he held, as he glared down a it and re-read the words printed on it.

Dorm room 133c, third floor. Room to Remus D Grimm, Logan B Reed, and Dimitri P Zolotov.

Dimitri was the one who stood in front of the building and was currently glaring at the paper. He had specifically asked for a single dorm from the very beginning, two days after receiving his acceptance letter in April. From the responding email to his original request and the one he received after checking in two weeks prior, he was assured he would have that wish granted. However, it appears that he has been placed with not one, but two roommates. After checking his email to bring attention to this matter, he found that an email was sent to him that morning notifying him of the change.

Steaming from the sudden and unpleasant situation he was placed in , Dimitri placed the box on the ground and rubbed at his face. He needed a bit more time to think this over. Luckily, the parking lot was quiet and devoid of any other people, the majority of them having arrived early and we're settling into their new dorms. Unluckily, this meant that the two other people who were to be his roommates most likely were doing the same, meaning Dimitri will run into them and be expected to interact. He despised talking to others.

Deciding that he had stood there long enough, Dimitri gathered all of his minimal belongings and began his trec up to his room. After walking as quick a possible to the elevator ( while ignoring the peppy greeting of the college staff) and riding the elevator to the third floor, he stood in front of room 113c.

The realization that he did not have the keys to the apartment dawned on him, causing the man to groan frustratedly. His only hope of getting in was to knock and hope one of his roommates would answer. Therefore there was truly no hope of avoiding these people . And so the man stretched out his knuckles and knocked on the door four times.

After a moment the door opened, revealing a man both taller and darker than Dimitri. His hair was short, shaved with the hair on top beIng slightly longer. His eyebrows sat furrowed in confusion above dark gray eyes, which were protected with rectangular thin rimmed glasses. His face was narrow and skin smooth. Before he could look down and fully take in the man in front of him, his own voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hello, I am one of your new roommates."

His voice was steady and smooth, however that did not portray how he actually felt. The intimidating man slowly nodded and stepped aside to give him room to enter.

"Yes, I gathered as much. I am simply confused as to why you knocked when the door was unlocked" he spoke, pronouncing each word clearly and in a slightly monotone way. Dimitri's face heated up as he cursed himself for not checking. He stepped passed the other and into the dorm, mumbeling "I totally knew that" under his breath as he walked in.

The door led straight into a small yet open kitchen area. To the right of the room was a small hallway with three doors. Past the kitchen there was small couch and an outdated TV, making a very bland living room. Lastly, there was sliding glass door in the back wall that lead to a deck.

Sprawled out on the couch was a smaller man, his feet propped up on the wall and head hanging upside own of the side. He seemed to be struggling to figure out how to work the decade old television, the arm holding the remote stretching in different positions to try to get it to change the channel. Upon Dimitris entry, he stilled and craned his neck to look at the newcomer curiously.

"My name is Logan Reed and this is Remus Grimm. We decided to take the shared room as we already are familiar with each other. You are free to set up your room on the left or you can-."

Before the man ( apparently named Logan), could finish what he was saying, Dimitri has already speed walked towards the mentioned room and entered it, closing the door behind him with his foot. He was not in the mood to socialize, still feeling anger at the circumstances along with the other feelings that grew from that interaction.

The room was bland and terribly krampt, with only enough room to fit the pre existing twin bed and deck. After spending some time to shove all his clothes into the doorless closet and place his supplies on the desk, he dropped his body onto the bed and sighed. Having nothing else better to do, he rolled onto his side and scrolled through his phone, distracting himself from the small pit that formed in his gut when he thought of the events that occured.

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"Wow, mysterious and hot! Aren't we lucky?" Exclaimed Remus, before falling from the couch and rolling into a criss-cross sitting position. His face was split in a wide smile as he looked up at Logan. "I would get down and dirty with him all night, if given the chance!"

Logan shook his head from where he stood, looking down at the man sitting on the ground. He's known Remus passingly since high school through his brother Roman. However, he only ever interacted with him when he would spend time at the Grimm house, as they never shared classes nor knew each other well enough to seek the other out. And now he would spend at least the next two college semesters living with the loud, intrusive man.

"I'm sure Dimitri wouldn't appreciate someone he has yet to communicate with lusting after him." Logan argued, walking over to and lowering himself onto the loveseat. Remus threw his head back and cackled, finding it hilarious that he got the tall, proper Logan to describe his want to fuck as 'lusting'. He plopped back on the ground, placing his head inches away from the others feet. His smile still plastered on, the maniacal man looking up at Lo with a wink.

"Step on me, mister professor man." he purred while biting his lip, before once again bursting into giggles.

Logan closed his eyes and took a deep breath, proceeding to give the short latino a deadpan look. This caused Remus to laugh even harder, wrapping his arms around his stomach and rolling on his side. Half way through his fit he sat up suddenly, whipping his head to look at Logan with a serious stare.

"We need pizza so I can get to know my hunky new roommates!"