Video above is the song sung later in the chapter
{Possible trigger warnings: minor swear
If I miss something, I apologize and please let me know}
The band was just setting up when Patton and Roman arrived at the park. Patton excitedly leapt from the car and ducked through the small (but slowly growing) crowd of people until he was standing right in front of the slightly raised dais being used as a stage.
"Remy!"
The currently silver-haired stylist looked up and grinned. "Heya babes! Glad you could make it."
Patton giggled. "Of course I would! I said I'd be here. And I brought my roommates! I hope you're okay with that, two of them are pretty big names-"
Remy hopped down off the stage and shoved his hands in his pockets. "Babes. That's cool as hell. D'ya think his Royal Highness would be willing to put in a good word?"
Patton muffled a laugh and shrugged. "Depends on how good you are."
"How dare you." Remy put a hand on his chest, faking offense.
Patton grinned at him, then heard Roman shouting.
"Virgil, Logan!"
He turned around just in time to see Logan nearly drop the picnic basket. Virgil shoved the shorter man with his shoulder and Logan glared at him.
"C'mon, come meet them!" Patton exclaimed excitedly, grabbing Remy's wrist and pulling him along.
"Easy babes that's my bad hand." He chuckled. Patton let up a little.
"Hey Patton." Virgil nodded to him, crossing his good arm over to hold his other elbow. "Who's this?"
"This is Remy!" Patton said with a grin. "Remy these are my roommates."
"Yo." Remy flashed a peace sign.
Logan cleared his throat to introduce himself but Remy suddenly held a hand up. "Wait, lemme guess who's who."
Patton giggled.
"You're Roman, clearly. I know you." Remy pointed to Roman, who grinned and made a sweeping bow. Virgil snorted loudly.
"You are Virgil."
"'Sup." Virgil grunted.
"Which makes you Logan." Remy grinned at Logan.
Logan nodded. "Correct."
"Remy's the vocalist and plays drums for the band."
"That's pretty unorthodox." Virgil raised his eyebrows.
Remy shrugged. "I'm multi-talented. It works."
"YO FLIP-DRIP!"
"That's me, I'll see you later babes." Remy made finger guns and jogged off, hopping back up onto the stage.
"Babes?" Virgil looked at Patton, who shrugged.
"He calls everyone that."
The roommates sat down at a nearby picnic table to eat as the band began to do sound checks. "Tic tic tic, I'd like a macchiato with a triple shot and- don't make that face at me Dorrian you said I could say whatever I wanted during mic tests."
"How about you try singing part of one of the songs." A faint voice retorted, sounding annoyed.
Remy blew a raspberry into the mic. "Nah, what's the fun in that?"
Virgil rolled his eyes and Patton giggled, biting into a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich.
"That's incredibly unhealthy Patton."
Patton shrugged, chewing. Logan sighed and returned his attention to his own food.
By the time they packed up, Remy and his friends had set up fully and looked like they were about to begin. Patton leapt to his feet and ran over to stand as closely as he could.
Remy moved his head away from his mic and said something to the bassist, who nodded and plucked a quick series of notes. Remy followed it up with a quick drumbeat and the crowd hushed as the band began the first song of their set.
It was very quickly apparent that the group leaned more towards punk and rock than anything else. Virgil was enjoying it, which made Patton smile when he glanced at his roommates. His smile widened when he noticed Logan and Roman were standing very close, and both were blushing lightly.
Then he turned back to the band and had much more important things to focus on.
Namely Remy's arms.
Patton watched in awe as his friend leaned into the mic that stretched over his drum-set, singing song after song with flawless precision while having the time of his life playing. Remy glanced at him once or twice and each time Patton felt his smile widening- and his cheeks heating up.
"You didn't tell me you had a crush on the coolest guy in the whole city." Virgil commented between songs while the band took a quick water break.
Patton flushed and shoved him lightly. "I don't have a crush-"
Virgil just smirked and raised his eyebrows.
"Shut up." Patton pushed him again.
He shook his head and walked off, going to the sound booth set up on the side and leaning on the table to talk to the man sitting there.
Remy ruffled a hand through his hair, making the brightly colored strands stick up every which way, and leaned in towards the mic. "We're gonna do a couple quieter ones now. Feel free to slow dance, we always have a couple or two that get really into it and it's cute."
Patton giggled softly, and Remy nodded to the guitarist. He had switched his electric out for an acoustic and he began to pluck a soft melody.
"Little boy inside my chest
Beat my heart just like a drum
Tell him I'll never forget
How it was when we were young."
Patton didn't recognize the song, but Remy's voice took a gentle tone that made his heart jump a little.
Remy leaned into the mic further, closing his eyes as he sang. He looked so peaceful, at ease with the situation.
Like he belonged there.
Patton lost all focus on the song, marveling at the sight.
Near the end of the song, with the bridge - that was what it was called right? Patton wasn't sure - Remy's voice dropped lower.
"And we never got too tired
And we never got too old
We just ran through the streets forever, on and on
And we said the sun was higher, than it ever was before
and we never knew perfection like it was."
Patton sighed softly, squeezing his hands together just under his chin and smiling.
Remy glanced over at him as the last chord of the song faded out. Patton waved a little and he smiled, then winked.
"Oh gross."
Patton jumped, not having realized Virgil had returned.
"Don't do that, I almost hit you!" He gasped, clutching his chest.
"Not like you hit hard, I would have been fine." Virgil smirked.
{Song is Little Boy by Barns Courtney
And another poll: what's Remy's next hair color?
aqua/turquoise/purple or red}