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"Lead the way, my Dark Knight," Roman smiles back. Usually they go to his room, and it always feels a little special when Virgil lets him in his room.

Virgil walks up to Roman and hugs him from behind "Mmmm..." He didn't get much sleep, even though Remy promised to help.

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Roman startles slightly--his boyfriend is still too quiet. But he quickly relaxes into the embrace.

"You alright?" he asks. "You need a nap?"

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Roman holds the jar in his arms and darts back to Virgil.

"Where should we take them?"

Virgil walks up to Roman and hugs him from behind "Mmmm..." He didn't get much sleep, even though Remy promised to help.

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Roman startles slightly--his boyfriend is still too quiet. But he quickly relaxes into the embrace.

"You alright?" he asks. "You need a nap?"

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Roman tiptoes across the kitchen toward the fridge, on top of which sits Patton's dog shaped cookie jar (almost definitely meant for dog treats, but Patton wouldn't hear it).

He reaches up and grabs it as carefully as he can.

Virgil walks up to Roman and hugs him from behind "Mmmm..." He didn't get much sleep, even though Remy promised to help.

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Roman startles slightly--his boyfriend is still too quiet. But he quickly relaxes into the embrace.

"You alright?" he asks. "You need a nap?"

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Roman doesn't say anything, he just listens to the rhythm of Virgil's heart and squeezes his eyes shut, willing himself to sleep.

Roman jolts awake, his heart pounding and palms sweating. He sits up, panting, hand over his chest. It was just a dream, he tells himself, but he can’t quite believe it. His dreams were always so vivid, and this was no exception. Even if he manages to calm himself down, he knows there’s no chance getting back to sleep tonight. He glances at his bed mate. Virgil has an arm slung over Roman’s waist, making it difficult to extricate himself without waking his partner, if he hasn’t done so already.  — Roman ✨🌹 (@ask-prince-roman)

[OOC: Sorry I kinda disappeared. I had a couple days where I was too busy and had no creative energy left over for this, and then I got anxious it had been too long since I responded. So, now I'm offering you this fresh starter to make up for it.]

Virgil stirs a little as his eyes flicker open. "R-roman...?" He sits up and leans on Roman's shoulder. "Why aren't you sleeping...?"

//It's okay! It happens!//

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Roman stifles a yawn. "Yeah?"

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Roman is sitting at the mindscape's version of Thomas's downstairs workspace, working away at the computer, brainstorming ideas in one tab, writing a script in another tab, and editing something in yet another tab. Every so often he stops to sneeze or cough, but he doesn't stop working.

There is a pile of used tissues and a mug of tea that's long since gone cold on the desk next to him.

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Roman stops short at the entrance to the kitchen, peering around the corner to make sure no one's in there.

"The coast is clear," he whispers, grinning. "Come on."

Virgil walks up to Roman and hugs him from behind "Mmmm..." He didn't get much sleep, even though Remy promised to help.

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Roman startles slightly--his boyfriend is still too quiet. But he quickly relaxes into the embrace.

"You alright?" he asks. "You need a nap?"

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"It's okay," Roman rests his head against Virgil's chest again, listening for his heartbeat. "Just being here is enough."

Roman jolts awake, his heart pounding and palms sweating. He sits up, panting, hand over his chest. It was just a dream, he tells himself, but he can’t quite believe it. His dreams were always so vivid, and this was no exception. Even if he manages to calm himself down, he knows there’s no chance getting back to sleep tonight. He glances at his bed mate. Virgil has an arm slung over Roman’s waist, making it difficult to extricate himself without waking his partner, if he hasn’t done so already.  — Roman ✨🌹 (@ask-prince-roman)

[OOC: Sorry I kinda disappeared. I had a couple days where I was too busy and had no creative energy left over for this, and then I got anxious it had been too long since I responded. So, now I'm offering you this fresh starter to make up for it.]

Virgil stirs a little as his eyes flicker open. "R-roman...?" He sits up and leans on Roman's shoulder. "Why aren't you sleeping...?"

//It's okay! It happens!//

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Roman takes Virgil's hand as they walk towards the kitchen.

"I think he made chocolate chip."

Virgil walks up to Roman and hugs him from behind "Mmmm..." He didn't get much sleep, even though Remy promised to help.

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Roman startles slightly--his boyfriend is still too quiet. But he quickly relaxes into the embrace.

"You alright?" he asks. "You need a nap?"

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"Oh, you know, a new script," he flips the tab. "Some editing on the last video." He flips the tab again. "And some brainstorming and notes, too." He clears his throat, speaking having irritated it, which turns into a cough.

He sips the tea, swallowing slowly and letting it soothe his throat.

"Anyways, I should get back to it."

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Roman is sitting at the mindscape's version of Thomas's downstairs workspace, working away at the computer, brainstorming ideas in one tab, writing a script in another tab, and editing something in yet another tab. Every so often he stops to sneeze or cough, but he doesn't stop working.

There is a pile of used tissues and a mug of tea that's long since gone cold on the desk next to him.

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"Yeah, that's all true," Roman knows Virgil is right, but he still feels uneasy. "And a lot of times now, you're right next to me when I wake up, which is nice." He nuzzles his head into the crook of Virgil's neck.

"The dreams are just so vivid, it's hard to forget." His voice is already rough from sleep and emotion. "And it's not just you in my nightmares, but I don't think the others would understand. I mean, I'm supposed to be 'good' creativity. Just fairytales and romance and fluff." His voice breaks slightly.

"But the truth is, the lines between me and Remus have never actually been that clean."

Roman jolts awake, his heart pounding and palms sweating. He sits up, panting, hand over his chest. It was just a dream, he tells himself, but he can’t quite believe it. His dreams were always so vivid, and this was no exception. Even if he manages to calm himself down, he knows there’s no chance getting back to sleep tonight. He glances at his bed mate. Virgil has an arm slung over Roman’s waist, making it difficult to extricate himself without waking his partner, if he hasn’t done so already.  — Roman ✨🌹 (@ask-prince-roman)

[OOC: Sorry I kinda disappeared. I had a couple days where I was too busy and had no creative energy left over for this, and then I got anxious it had been too long since I responded. So, now I'm offering you this fresh starter to make up for it.]

Virgil stirs a little as his eyes flicker open. "R-roman...?" He sits up and leans on Roman's shoulder. "Why aren't you sleeping...?"

//It's okay! It happens!//

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"With his mace?" Roman scoffs. "I want to say I can't believe it, but I totally believe it, unfortunately."

He holds Virgil close. He wants to go find his brother and give him a piece of his mind, but with Virgil's face buried in his chest, he decides his time is spent comforting. He can fight with Remus later.

"I think Pat made some cookies this morning," he says. "How about we sneak into the kitchen and take as many as we can carry?"

Virgil walks up to Roman and hugs him from behind "Mmmm..." He didn't get much sleep, even though Remy promised to help.

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Roman startles slightly--his boyfriend is still too quiet. But he quickly relaxes into the embrace.

"You alright?" he asks. "You need a nap?"

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"Thanks, love." Roman nods and turns back to his work. The words on screen in front of him blur, but he just squints harder, determined to keep going.

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Roman is sitting at the mindscape's version of Thomas's downstairs workspace, working away at the computer, brainstorming ideas in one tab, writing a script in another tab, and editing something in yet another tab. Every so often he stops to sneeze or cough, but he doesn't stop working.

There is a pile of used tissues and a mug of tea that's long since gone cold on the desk next to him.

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Roman blinks at Virgil through bleary eyes. "Yeah, maybe."

As if to prove the point, he's hit with a well timed sneeze and he reaches for a tissue. "Okay, definitely."

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Roman is sitting at the mindscape's version of Thomas's downstairs workspace, working away at the computer, brainstorming ideas in one tab, writing a script in another tab, and editing something in yet another tab. Every so often he stops to sneeze or cough, but he doesn't stop working.

There is a pile of used tissues and a mug of tea that's long since gone cold on the desk next to him.

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Roman presses his lips together, frustrated, but decides not to push things when he feels Virgil tense against him.

"Alright, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

He runs a hand through Virgil's hair, tilting his head to look him in the eyes. "But if you change your mind, I'm always here to listen."

Virgil walks up to Roman and hugs him from behind "Mmmm..." He didn't get much sleep, even though Remy promised to help.

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Roman startles slightly--his boyfriend is still too quiet. But he quickly relaxes into the embrace.

"You alright?" he asks. "You need a nap?"

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"Like...violent stuff. Gore. People being hurt." Roman swallows.

"You being hurt." Images flash in his head, but he forces himself to keep going. "And I can't get to you, or save you!"

"You're hurt and it's my fault."

Roman jolts awake, his heart pounding and palms sweating. He sits up, panting, hand over his chest. It was just a dream, he tells himself, but he can’t quite believe it. His dreams were always so vivid, and this was no exception. Even if he manages to calm himself down, he knows there’s no chance getting back to sleep tonight. He glances at his bed mate. Virgil has an arm slung over Roman’s waist, making it difficult to extricate himself without waking his partner, if he hasn’t done so already.  — Roman ✨🌹 (@ask-prince-roman)

[OOC: Sorry I kinda disappeared. I had a couple days where I was too busy and had no creative energy left over for this, and then I got anxious it had been too long since I responded. So, now I'm offering you this fresh starter to make up for it.]

Virgil stirs a little as his eyes flicker open. "R-roman...?" He sits up and leans on Roman's shoulder. "Why aren't you sleeping...?"

//It's okay! It happens!//