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"He's back~" Chirped one of Virgil's fellow baristas, "And he wants you to do his order again." Virgil rolled his eyes.
"Why? I always spell his name wrong, and his orders are so fucking specific." Nonetheless Virgil made his way over to the counter and glared at the very chipper male in front of him.
"Hello there sir Virgil." Virgil scowled.
"There is no sir in my name, it's just Virgil." He straightened his back and glared once again. "What are you ordering today?"
"Iced, Half Caff, Ristretto, Venti, 4-Pump, Sugar Free, Cinnamon, Dolce Soy Skinny Latte." He stared straight into Virgil's eyes as he said this, as if challenging the male. Virgil grinned without and humour and slid his headphones over his ears as he quickly whirled around, making the drink and grabbing a sharpie as soon as he finished.
After rolling his eyes, he scrawled down 'Beef' and set the cup on the counter, not bothering to say anything because Roman would grab it anyways.
"Virgil," Roman called, causing the retreating male to freeze.
"What do you want?" he turned around.
"Your kind coworker told me that you were on break, so I was wondering if you would like to join me?" He looked embarrassed somewhat, causing Virgil's cheeks to warm.
"Why me? And who told you?" Roman went to answer when Patton walked back and shoved Virgil forward, causing the male to stumble into Roman. "Nevermind." Virgil mumbled as he oh so politely flipped Patton off, ignoring the sound of his laughter behind him.
"Is that a yes then?" Roman asked, hope in his voice. After Virgil rolled his eyes, he whipped up a small drink for himself and followed Roman to a table outside.
It quickly became routine, and every day, Roman would show up-Virgil would make his drink- and the two would sit and talk until Roman had to leave
"Where's Virgil?" Logan paused and looked at Roman.
"I thought he would have texted you… If I were you I would head to his apartment, I don't trust him at home too much, he might have another attack and we won't be able to check on him." Roman nodded and left, sending Virgil a quick text and breaking off in a sprint. He knew that Virgil had anxiety, he knew that Virgil's attacks were horrible, and he had ended up in the hospital multiple times. Roman slid the door open and closed it behind him, following the sound of whimpers to Virgil's hunched form.
"Virgil?" Virgil looked up at him with bloodshot eyes.
"Why do you like me, why do you-" He cut himself off with a choking sound that prompted Roman to rush over and wrap his arms around the male.
"I don't like you Virg, I love you- I love you so much. I fall more in love with you every day, I can't see why you would hate yourself when there's just so much of you to love." Virgil froze and turned to face Roman, wiping at his tears before he grabbed the male by his shoulders and tugged him forward. Roman grinned a second before their lips were pressed together. Roman was the first to pull back, as he began peppering kisses down Virgil's face and on his neck.
"I love you so much Virgil." Virgil smiled and breathed slowly.
"I love you too."