On the Road, Just the Two of Us
Chapter Three: At a Gas Station, Just the Two of Us (well, not really)
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Summary: This was written for @dukeceit-week-2024, @dukeceitweek
Janus and Remus are living in a campervan at the moment. Are they going somewhere? Who knows. The only thing that’s important is that they’re together.
Content Warnings: Innuendos, Heavy Flirting, mention of rats
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“This place is filthy,” Janus commented as they pulled into the gas station. Remus hummed in agreement.
“Well, we don’t really have much choice, I think. There’s probably not another one for miles.”
“Most likely. I’ll just remain in the car then.”
“Fine by me. Though, you’re sure you don’t wanna go to the toilet?”
“I’m pretty sure it’s more sanitary to go in the bushes that on what that tragedy probably looks like.” Janus frowned at the building, the windows of which look like they haven’t been cleaned in years.
“So, I can’t convince you to have a quicky in the bathroom?”
“Not unless you’re willing to clean it with bleach and disinfect everything like three times.”
“Was worth a shot,” Remus shrugged and climbed out of the driver seat. Janus watched him as he filled up their tank and then disappeared inside to pay. He then waved at Janus as he rounded the building to go to the toilet. Janus’ nose scrunched automatically at just the thought of what they must look and smell like. He’ll have to make Remus disinfect his hands in eyeshot before letting him back into the van.
Remus would pout at him for at least an hour after, but he could handle that.
Except, he didn’t.
When Remus did come back to the van and Janus wordlessly held out the disinfection spray, his boyfriend rolled his eyes once but otherwise complied without complaining. Janus was so shocked that he didn’t get a word out until they had pulled out of the gas station and back onto the road.
When he came back to himself, Remus was humming along to the playlist, simply focused on the road and otherwise completely still.
He was very rarely that docile.
Janus narrowed his eyes at him.
“What happened?”
“Hm?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Remus, something happened on that toilet. You’re way too happy for just having taken a dump.”
His boyfriend snorted – because of course he did, he had the humor of a twelve-year-old.
“You sure you wanna know? You’re not gonna like it.”
“You’re actually completely focused on the road without me having to jump through hoops to entertain you, of course I want to know who or what my savior is.”
“I love you,” Remus sighed, completely serious. “Your snark is so hot.”
“I love you, too. Now answer me.”
“There was a rat running around the restroom. It was super cute and barely scared of me! Even let me take pictures! Though it ran away when I tried to pet it.”
Janus gagged and Remus snorted.
“Told you you weren’t gonna like it.”
“I’m just glad it ran away and didn’t bite you. And it’s nice to know that I made the right decision by not taking a step out of this car at that disgusting place.”
“Yeah, I know I shouldn’t’ve tried to touch it… My shitty impulse control really had me this time.”
“The rat is definitely wiser than you.”
“They’re so fucking smart, Jan. Do you know how fucking smart they are? Like super fucking smart.”
“Yes, dear, I know,” Janus chuckled. “You’ve given me several ted talks and shown me plenty of videos. Still, you shouldn’t try to touch street rats. Only the domesticated ones.”
“Uhhhh, I’d love to have a pet rat! Would have since I was a child but Roman convinced me that it was a bad idea to ask for one because mom absolutely hates rodents. Convinced her to get us that hamster though.”
“Ah, yes, I remember you telling me about that. Sacagawea, wasn’t it? You and Roman went to play with her in the garden and lost her?”
“Yep, that’s the one! After that mom decided we weren’t ready for pets.”
“I wouldn’t mind having a pet rat.”
Remus hit the breaks a bit too hard. Thankfully, they were still in the middle of nowhere without any other car around.
“You wouldn’t?!” Remus asked, excitedly.
“I wouldn’t. As I said, you’ve spoken about them so much, I couldn’t help getting a bit endeared with them as well. They can be really cute. When they’re domesticated and properly trained.” He added that last part when Remus seemed to be about to turn the van around to get back to that gas station and retrieve the encountered rat.
“Fine. A boring, domesticated rat then. But we’re getting one!”
“Not directly after we get back, but I’m open to it in the future, alright, darling?”
“More than alright! I could kiss you until the sun goes up tomorrow! Actually, that’s an idea…” His tone shifted in one Janus knew very well, and he rolled his eyes.
“No way, dear. We can kiss for a bit; you’ve already brought us to a stop anyway. But if you wanna take my clothes off, you’ll have to wait until the sun has gone down first.”
“And then we can go until sunrise?”
“Depends on where we end up.”
Remus whooped loudly, before turning off the van for now and pulling Janus into a bruising kiss.
There was nowhere he’d rather be.
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