TW: Being able to see/touch dead loved ones
AU: Human
Ship: Demus, Remile, Moxiety
Emile's POV
It's group day, Wednesday, for our small group of friends. We've been doing these group days for twelve years. We basically get together and hang out, and let me say, there is a LOT of crackhead energy. We have activities that the host planned for that specific day plus ones we've done for every single group day. It's basically our way of staying in touch.
I'm on my way to one of our friend's house with my husband, Remy. We're going to Remus' place. In the group, there's me, Remy, Patton, Virgil, and Remus. There was someone else, but we don't talk about him.
We eventually get there and start doing activities, and once it's 2:30, it's Talk Time. We all go around and share one thing that nobody else knows, whether good or bad.
Patton shares that he and Virgil's adopted daughter, Collette, took her first steps. Virgil shares that he got a promotion. I share that I made some money in my new side-job, making clothing. Remy shares that he updated the decor in his cafe. Then it gets to Remus.
"Janus taught me how to make home made pizza." Im confused. "Who did?"
"Janus." He smiles at me with tears apparent in his eyes. "Re, Janus is-"
"NO HE'S NOT! HE LET'S ME HOLD HIM, HE TALKS TO ME! WE GO ON DATES TOGETHER! HE'S NOT!" He didn't fight back the tears now rolling down his face as he jumps from his chair.
"Remus, calm down. Take deep breaths, 4-7-8, remember?" He does as I say as I walk over to him. "Touch?" He nods and jumps into my arms.
"Re..Janus is dead." Janus is the other person we don't talk about. He died in a car crash a year ago. Janus and Remus were married before it, I had no idea that Re was still able to see him.
"I know...I know he's d-dead.. Make it st-stop! Please!" He jumps back as if an invisible force pulled on his shoulder. "STOP IT! YOU'RE DEAD!" He shouts at nothing. He sinks down onto the floor. "You're gone...Make it stop."
That was an eventful group day. Remus talked to us about how Janus had started appearing and talking to him as if he never died, and it soon escalated into being able to cuddle and kiss him. He knew Janus was dead, he kept repeating 'Youre dead' throughout the day. We all spent the night at his place.
Word count: 444 including this
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