Remus ran his fingers across the scales on Deceit's face gently. They grazed over them light as a feather, and Remus smiled in the half sweet, half creepy way that he does. It really was the eyes, the crazy eyes made it a little creepy. But Deceit didn't mind. He wasn't exactly the most sane-looking person himself, either.
"Remus..." Deceit said, his hand wrapping around the Duke's wrist, and giving it a half-hearted tug to try to pull it away from his face.
"You're so pretty, Dee." Remus pressed chaste kiss to Deceit's cheek.
Deceit stopped trying to pull Remus' hand away, and they let themselves sit in that position for a moment, with Remus' hand cradling his face, and Deceit's hand on his wrist.
"Will you be my boyfriend?" Remus said, out of no where. But, of course, this was Remus we were talking about, so it wasn't out of the blue at all. Not for him, anyway.
Deceit pretended to be thinking very deeply about it. He sighed. "I guess I'll allow it." He said after a while. "But just so you know, if you get arrested, I'm not waiting for you." He smirked a little.
"I know you won't." Remus' grin widened. "I'd escape. We both know that."
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Incorrect Sanders Sides
FanfictionShort little drabbles about the Sanders Sides. Mostly meant to make you laugh. All ships are included (except romantic Creativitwins) Character Credit goes to Thomas Sanders and the other creators behind the Sanders Sides
