Gone

Chapter 11-Prince

Crown Prince Janus Deceit Black, otherwise known as Deceit or Dee by those close to him, was not an unkind man by any means. In fact, his boyfriend of nearly two years now would probably fight and kill anybody who said otherwise. But that's just the kind of boyfriend he had. Janus himself though was not unkind. He was smart, resourceful, a tad bit manipulative, and as it had been mentioned before he may have an attitude problem. Though some may just call that sass and charisma. 

But the Crown Prince of the Dark Realm kingdom was not an unkind man. In fact, even as a small child Janus had proved that one day he would make a wonderful king. He was a good leader and a fair judge. He had a sharp and quick tongue, much like his brother, and was proficient in many academic subjects. 

Nobody in the Dark realm had been concerned about the safety the kingdom would be left in once the mantel of king was passed from father to son. They knew that even if the king were to pass before it had been passed along that the kingdom would be left in capable hands that would lead the kingdom into prosperity and safety.

But nobody was expecting the events that happened a few days ago to transpire. Nobody was expecting for King Harper to be slain, or for the Crown Prince to be taken with many of his subjects. And with Prince Virgil's disappearance, the next in line to the thrown would technically be King Harper's younger brother, Prince Hollis, but yet five days after the event he had yet to take the role as acting king. This was something that the invaders of the Dark realm had reminded the kidnapped prince and his lover several times these past few days.

Currently, the prince was kneeling in front of a small cot that had recently placed in a few of the other cells in the large prison. Remus was laying down in it, waking from an uneasy sleep. Remus's brow was covered in sweat and dried blood and dirt had stuck to his skin. He was a pale sickly color and didn't look healthy. During the invasion, Remus had been badly injured and the wound had become infected, triggering a fever. He wasn't doing well and Janus was terribly worried.

"Dee-Dee?" Remus called out as he attempted to sit up.

Instantly Janus jumped closer to the bed, his eyes wide with fear and worry, "Hey Ree," Janus said as he held Remus's hand, "Don't sit up okay? You're not doing well, Love" 

Remus squirmed uncomfortably under the thin blanket and Janus's cape, "It's too hot" he mumbled, "you gotta stop being so pretty, it's making me sick" Remus smiled at Janus as the other tried his best to return it. Remus closed his eyes again before attempting to push the layers off of him but was stopped by Janus.

"No Love, you have to stay covered love. It's cold in here, and you need to get better" 

"Too hot," Remus repeated as he continued to shift uncomfortably. After a moment though he stopped again, "hugs?"

Janus smiled at him gently, "I thought you were hot,"

"I am hot," Remus whispered, "I'm fuckin smoking, second-most attractive man in this whole damn building."

"Second?"

"Gotta have more faith Dee, nobody's more smoking than you... hugs" Remus turned on his side and moved to the back of the cot as he held his arms out to Janus. Janus smiled lightly before crawling next to him in the narrow cot. Remus sighed with content as he curled up into Janus's body, despite the ex-prince being bigger than Janus was he had always liked being the small spoon. And while at first, it had felt uncomfortable and odd Janus had quickly learned to love how his boyfriend enjoyed being held. 

Both Janus and his brother had never been very fond of touch. Virgil had a fear of it that was hard for him to hide. Janus's discomfort with touching was just that, it made him uncomfortable, it had for a few years now, the scales that he had been given were sensitive and he was very insecure about them.