*Quick author's note~ I know that this was written kinda rushed, but I had an idea and wanted it to stay short so here you go. Just to add on, I'm taking recommendations just in case anyone actually reads my stories and wants to request a reader insert or a ship or something. I apologise for any weird grammar mistakes and hope you enjoy! Carry on (my wayward son)*
Virgil sighed, his eyes flicking over to Roman as the male was chatting with Patton.
"Hey Virgil, why are ya sitting here all alone kiddo?" Patton asked, causing Virgil to blink and sit up, his ever so permanent scowl slipping back onto his face.
"Leave him be, he's plotting." Roman muttered, crossing his arms across his chest as he glanced at the depressing looking male.
"Was that Harry Potter, did you just Potter me?" Virgil asked, raising an eyebrow as he shifted in his corner.
"Did someone say Harry Potter?" Logan asked as he stepped over. Virgil shook his head as he slouched into the chair before fading from view. Roman hummed quietly, somewhat missing the presence of anxiety before he also faded away and realized that Thomas had probably called them. Thomas was standing in the center of the room as his sides appeared, each with different expressions on their faces.
"If I'm gay, does that mean that you're gay too?" Thomas asked suddenly, just as Princey was about to speak. He froze instead as confusion spread across their faces.
"Of course." Patton grinned as the others turned to stare at him.
"What?" Was the only noise that Virgil made when he processed the answer.
"Yeah, so umm, would it be weird if you all decided to date each other?" Virgil only repeated his questioning 'what?' in response whilst the others gaped at Thomas.
"At-at the same time?" Roman stuttered, his eyes subconsciously darting over to Virgil who was wearing his purple and black outfit that looked really good on him for some reason
"No, not at the same time."
"Thomas, have you been on Tumblr again?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow as he pushed up his glasses.
"N-no I was just wondering." Virgil stared at Thomas as he mumbled once more- "What?" And stumbled out of view.
"Umm, Thomas?" Roman muttered, once again missing Virgil's presence, "What in the world brought this question? And wouldn't us dating each other be like us dating ourselves, because we are basically all the same person because each of us came from you in some sort of way." Roman paused when he noticed the others staring at him, odd looks on their faces. Roman sighed before raising his arm into the air and backing away mumbling something that he decided would be 'normal'.
He quickly stormed off to find where Virgil had vanished to. As soon as Roman turned a corner, his ears were met with a quiet distant humming, that actually wasn't half bad so he followed it and surprise surprise, it led to Virgil. Virgil, was sitting in the corner of his room, back pressed against the wall as his headphones covered his ears. His eyes were closed and he had a soft smile on his face.
Roman froze in the doorway, feeling somewhat out of place as he watched the darker trait smiling. Virgil hadn't smiled since-since- it had been forever. What Roman didn't notice was the faint pink that had been spreading across his own cheeks as he gazed at Virgil, nor had he noticed the fact that Virgil was now looking at him, an odd haze of red covering his cheeks and ears.
"R-Roman?" He silently cursed himself for stuttering, as he noticed that the brighter trait was nowhere near the doorway and was standing in his clean room, so very close to him.
"Huh?" Roman blinked and froze in place, surprised to have found himself in Virgil's dark room, knowing all of the risks that could take place now that he was in here. "O-Oh, my bad, I'm sorry Virge." Roman sheepishly ran a hand through his hair as he blinked down at Virgil, noticing the hues that painted their cheeks.
"No it's, er, it's fine. Why are you here anyways?" He shuffled backwards as his back was pressed more so against the wall then it had been before, Roman was moving again.
"I heard humming, so I followed it." He shrugged as Virgil's cheeks darkened.
"Why are you blushing Virgil? Are you embarrassed? Do you want me to stop moving?" Roman smirked lightly as his eyes darted down to Virgil's lips for a second before he met Virgil's eyes. Virgil stood slowly, as he stepped closer to where Roman stood. Roman froze, confused for a second as Virgil neared him. When he stopped, their chests were almost touching, and they could hear each other breathe.
They were so close, so close. So Virgil leaned in, and pressed his lips onto Romans. It hardly took a second for the brighter trait to respond as he quickly molded his lips to Virgil's, tugging himself impossibly closer to him as their arms locked together.
They were like this for a while, sometimes dominating each other and sometimes just relaxing into the other's loving embrace. Once they remembered that air was a thing that they actually needed, they pried themselves apart and looked at each other. Virgil's cheeks flushed and he ducked his head, turning around and making to put his headphones back on and block out the noise of the outside world. Roman rested his hands onto Virgil's and locked his eyes onto a pair of symmetrical ones that peered confusedly at him.
"I want to talk to you." He mumbled, his voice quiet as his own oddly darker cheeks flushed somewhat. He leaned down once again and pecked at Virgil's lips, raising an eyebrow at the strange shyness.
"Why? Why did you kiss me?" Virgil mumbled, "At least, why did you kiss back?" Roman smiled weakly.
"Because I love you. I've been flirting for like forever with you. And you were flirting right back." He answered.
"That's good, because I love you too. I thought you didn't notice me flirting." His cheeks were burning.
"It was very subtle, but it was there. I could feel your eyes checking me out." He mused, stepping back from Virgil to flex his arms, much to Virgil's embarrassment as he slid down on the wall and buried his head into his arms to cover his flaming cheeks and other flustered features.
"Oh god, please stop." He mumbled, shutting his eyes and shuffling away when Roman knelt and leaned into the darker trait. He clutched Virgil's chin and tilted his face up so that their eyes would meet once again.
"Why, are you embarrassed?" Roman teased, enjoying the bright red colour that had dominated his lover's cheeks.
"I'm not embarrassed." Virgil defended himself, but if it even possible, his entire body darkened further when Roman chuckled. "So, do you want to be my boyfriend?" Virgil asked quietly. Roman smiled kindly,
"Only if you will be my prince." He purred in response, and the two hugged, until they fell asleep, leaning onto each other and curled up in one another's arms.
A few minutes later, as Patton was walking by, he noticed the two sleeping on the floor and let out a rather unmanly squeal. "Otp!~"