#it's neuroshima au which is technically a polish only rpg (in terms of worlbuilding its similiar to mad max)

[thecrowslullaby]

How about...

21. Dystopian AU & 74. Huddling for warmth with Dukeceit?

Also imagine I give you a blanket and some tea, hope you feel better soon 😊🫖💙

Thank you for the blankets. I drank tea and I'm doing okeyish

Pairing: Dukeceit (more platonic than romantic I think)

Tags: Swearing, suprisingly wholesome Remus, gun?

Word count: 633

Of fucking course the shit in the hole would have fucking Levianth minions lurking around.

It was supposed to be just a quick in and out mission from their boss. Gather supplies and be back to base but the minute Janus and he stepped through the door it shut behind them, locking them both in the freezer.

They should have suspected something was up. It was far too cold inside when Logan disassembled the electronic lock. Guess you could always count on good old mutant AI trying to destroy humanity.

From the sound of gunshots from the other side of the door Remus concluded it wasn't peachy on the other side either. Classic. Trap those you can and eliminate the rest with minions.

Remus plopped down on the ground. There was nothing Janus or him could do. The door was locked from the other side so they had to wait for Logan to open it once again.

There was a chattering sound behind him. Remus grabbed his gun and snapped his torso around, only to come aim at a surprised Janus, who was rubbing furiously at his arms.

"Are you cold?"

"Oh not at all Remus" he sneered. "I'm just as peachy as back home in sunny Mississippi. I just thought I’d compose a melody."

Remus snorted, patting the spot on the ground to his right.

"What?"

"Sit"

"Yes Remus, sitting on the frozen ground is exactly what I need right now."

"You can sit on my lap if you want to," he wiggled his eyebrows. I assure you it's much warmer than the ground."

“Hard pass” Janus responded sitting down.. As soon as he did Remus shrugged off his jacket and laid it over his friend. Despite Janus being slightly taller than him it still hung loosely on him, no wonder he was cold. Remus wrapped his arm around his friend, pulling him closer, so his scaled side could rest against him. He captured all of Janus' bony fingers with his other hand. The scales were cold to the touch.

"Wow, Logan wasn't kidding when he said you're cold blooded, rattlesnake."

"When is Logan ever kidding, Remus?"

Remus snorted.

"Yeah. I just wasn't aware it could get this bad so quickly."

Janus shrugged.

"Comes with the good looks" Remus snorted. He remembered all the times Janus’ ‘good looks’ have gotten them into trouble. It was a close call far too many times and there were five of them now. He can’t imagine what it must have been like for Janus before he and Logan joined their rag tag team. He doubted he'd ever find out, not how secretative the two of them were about it.

He was brought out of his thoughts as Janus teeth chattering got louder.

"I promise not to make any dirty jokes if you want to sit in my lap" Janus raised his eyebrow "Alright. I'm going to make one dirty joke but you're fucking cold and I don't want you to freeze."

To his surprise Janus stood up, awkwardly slipping onto Remus lap. He shifted the jacket to the front, pressing his back against Remus. Oh he really was cold. The bulkier man slipped his arms under the jacket, grabbing Janus’ hands.

"Oh you’re warm.” The taller man said, relaxing slightly.

“Warm?” Remus grinned. “I should be offended. I’m fucking hot, man.” Janus snorted, arching his head awkwardly to look down at Remus.

Before the taller man had any chance to respond, the door burst open, Roman’s grinning face popping into the room.

"The hero is here to save you both" Roman’s eyes went wide as they landed on Remus and Janus, but he quickly recovered, a devious grin breaking out on his face.

"Do you want us to lock you two in for two more minutes?"