#testing something out cause i swear sideblogs are getting fucked over.

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Chase The Fire Away 7

More Than Daisies 

AO3

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Summary: Remus and Patton test his powers a little bit more, followed by some Remy and Virgil being soft.

Ship: Eventual Intruality, Sleepxiety, little bit of Lomile 

Word Count: 1347

Warnings: Food mention, swearing, vampires and witches, Remus Sanders, I don’t know if there’s anything else 

“Okay, so we know you grow flowers and open lockers and stuff. But I think if we just try to move a bunch with your mind, some cool shit might go down.”

Patton nodded. He was sitting cross legged on his bedroom floor while Remus did a handstand against the wall. 

“So how do I start?” questioned Patton. 

“Hmm… turn the light off?”

Patton fought back a shudder as he remembered when he’d accidentally blown out the lightbulb on his first day with Emile and Logan. “No… no, something else. Please.”

“Uh… move that cushion closer with your mind.”

“Can I do that?”

Remus scoffed. “We don’t know. That’s the fucking point, pancake.”

“Right.” Patton took a deep breath and focused on the cushion that had fallen off his bed. He held his breath for a couple of seconds before exhaling steadily and willing the cushion drag itself closer. 

It took a couple of tries, and a lot of Remus listing cute things Patton did to encourage him before the cushion moved a couple of inches. Patton squealed and Remus came down from another handstand to push Patton to the floor in a hug. 

They laughed from the carpet as they collapsed into a pile of hugs and celebrations. Patton found himself flat on the floor with Remus on top of him, grinning as the pair tried to catch their breath. 

Patton watched Remus’s eyes. They were their usual glittering grey and Patton had trouble not getting lost in the bright smile that covered Remus’s face. Patton’s eyes flickered down to Remus’s lips for a second too long. 

Remus pulled back away painfully slowly and sat on his heels. He cleared his throat. “Um… maybe I should go-”

“No.” Patton blushed as he realised how abrupt that sounded. “I um… you could stay for dinner?”

“Is that okay?”

“Definitely,” assured Patton. The witch felt his cheeks go even pinker but he did his best to ignore it. He crossed his legs and shuffled closer. “I want you to stay.”

Patton could’ve been imagining it but he could swear that Remus was getting a little pink as well. 

“Good.” Remus said, his voice unusually soft. “I’d like to.”

They stared at each other again before Patton blinked and looked away. Just tell him you like him! 

Patton almost scoffed out loud at the thought but instead he stood up. “I’m gonna tell my dad you’re staying for dinner.”

“Cool. I’ll come!” 

They hopped down the stairs together and found Logan in the kitchen where he was looking through the fridge. “Hello, boys.”

“Hi, Papa.” Patton greeted. “Can Remus stay for dinner?”

“Of course. Just make sure his parents are aware too.” Logan pulled some things from the fridge. “I’m making pizza if you two want to help.”

Patton perked up and turned to look at Remus. “You want to? It’s fun.”

“Yeah, sounds cool.” 

Patton beamed and dragged him over to wash their hands while Logan prepared the bases for them. They actually made the pies pretty quickly, and they were sitting at the counter, playing tic-tac-toe when they were startled by Emile greeting them suddenly. 

Remus jumped and Patton nearly fell off his chair with a yelp. He heard something pop behind him. 

Logan frowned. “The dining room lightbulb just blew out,” he muttered. 

Emile stepped over to Patton. “Sorry, pumpkin. Did I give you a fright?”

Patton flushed. “Maybe.” 

Emile kissed the top of his head, “sorry again.” He pulled back and went into the kitchen. “Hey, Remus.”

“Hi, Emile.”

Logan pulled Emile over by the waist and kissed him quickly. “Hi,” he murmured. He hugged him close. “How was work?” 

“It was very good,” Emile grinned and Logan recognised it as his ‘patients made some amazing progress today that I can’t talk about but I’m very happy’ smile. The vampire rubbed his arms. “Good.” 

After dinner, Remus had to go home. Patton walked him down the path to the gate before turning to fully face him. “We could hang out again tomorrow?” 

“Obviously,” Remus grinned. “You moved a fucking pillow, pancake. With your motherfucking mind.”

Patton looked down at his feet with a blush. “I also broke a lightbulb. Again.”

“You’ve done that before?” Remus questioned. He looked so excited at the thought. 

“When I first got here, yeah.” Patton shrugged, refusing to meet Remus’s gaze. He took a deep breath. “It doesn’t matter. I just need to try to figure out my abilities… without accidentally breaking lights. And opening lockers.”

Remus laughed. He tilted Patton’s chin up to meet his eyes and ran his thumb over Patton’s cheekbone. The witch froze and followed Remus’s movements, his lips quirked up in a faint smile as Remus swept some hair behind his ear. 

“G’night, pancake.” Remus murmured. He turned on his heel and walked off down the street. He skipped into a cartwheel before continuing his walk. 

Patton stood, staring at where he’d been standing. He swallowed and blinked himself back into reality. “Bye, Ree.” he whispered. 

+++

Remy wiped down the counter as Virgil flipped the open sign over. “Are we done?” 

“Almost, babe.”

Virgil waited (semi) patiently for Remy to finish cleaning before they linked hands and left together. 

Remy lifted their arms up and got his fiance to twirl him around. He fell back into Virgil who simply scooped him up and set him on his feet steadily. The witch laughed, the sound of his voice echoing pleasantly off the damp pavement. It had rained that day and although it was clearer now, the street was littered with puddles. Virgil smiled fondly as Remy danced around him. 

The street was empty, it was almost midnight and the small sliver of a moon wasn’t providing them with much light. The streetlights were glowing golden off the road below them, giving the couple just enough guidance to stay safe. Not that they needed much help. 

Virgil looked around to check they were alone in the night before letting himself fully relax into Remy’s dancing. 

“Dad thinks there’s another witch in town.” Remy said. 

“Oh yeah? Who?”

“Dunno,” Remy pushed his sunglasses up and jumped into a puddle, causing a big splash. “He said that kid who works in his store smelt like he’d been near witchcraft.”

“But he’s not the witch?”

“Apparently not,” Remy spun around and leaped forward into a different puddle, he made an even bigger mess of his jeans and grinned triumphantly. 

Virgil just sighed and opened his arms, letting Remy jump into them so he could carry him a little further. “You’re a menace to society.” 

“You love me for it.” 

Virgil kissed him with a low chuckle. “That I do.”

“Go hop in that puddle!” 

“Nope.” 

“Then let me down and I will.” Remy wriggled in his fiance’s arms. 

Virgil smirked and tightened his arms around the trouble-making witch. He only laughed as Remy tried to escape. Remy squawked and poked Virgil’s cheek. “You’re mean!”

The vampire bared his fangs with a hiss and Remy pouted overdramatically and fell limp in Virgil’s arms. “Mean vampire.” he muttered. 

Virgil kept walking, enjoying Remy’s whinging more than he probably should have. They were both quiet for a bit before Virgil spoke again. “So do you believe your dad?”

“About the witch thing?”

“Yeah.”

Remy hummed in thought. “I don’t really know. I mean I trust Dad but, like… who would it even be? This town isn’t that big, we know most of them.”

“I guess.” Virgil rubbed his thumb back and forth on Remy’s arm and watched him yawn. “We’re almost home, Rem.” 

Remy closed his eyes and snuggled into the vampire’s chest. “Go fast.” he requested. 

“Fast fast?” 

“Fast fast.” 

Virgil adjusted the sleepy witch and pulled him closer to his chest. “Alright, babe. Hold tight.” 

He zipped down the street and reached their house in just over a minute. When he slowed to a halt, Remy was grinning like a toddler. “I love you.” He leaned up to kiss Virgil’s jaw. “And I love your superspeed.” 

“I love you too, Rem.”

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