#logic x princey

[virglsweb]

Heather's songs x Sanders Sides

Dead girl walking - Prinxiety

Freeze your Brain - Roman OR Virgil

I am Damaged - Janus, targeted towards Virgil

Candy Store - Princey as Heather Chandler, Logic as Duke, Morality as MacNamera (did I spell that right? Idk) talking to Anxiety, and Deceit as Martha

Meant to be Yours - prinxiety or roceit

Never Shut Up Again - Virgil (edit: OR Logan)

Reblog and lemme know if I should elaborate them, mainly because I'm like 90% this is confusing

[monkeythefander]

An Analogince Proposal💜💙❤️

Summary: Roman, Logan, and Virgil have been dating for two years. The princely side is now determined to propose to his boyfriends, so hopefully it goes well.

Relationship(s): Romantic Analogince (Virgil x Logan x Roman)

Characters: Roman Sanders, Virgil Sanders, Logan Sanders, Janus Sanders (only mentioned), Patton Sanders (only mentioned), Character!Thomas Sanders (only mentioned), and Remus Sanders (only mentioned).

Content Warning(s): Some anxiety/worrying, slight Virgil angst (I think). Let me know if I missed anything else.

Click below the cut to read the fic.

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Roman slowly walks towards the stairs, taking calming breaths. This could be the best or worst moment of his life. Patton and Janus are off helping Thomas, and Remus is causing chaos in the imagination. This gives the princely side plenty of time to conduct his plan.

Roman stops for a moment before heading downstairs. He checks in his pocket, making sure the ring box is in there nicely. Roman is going to propose to his boyfriends, Logan and Virgil, today. They’ve been dating for two years now, and Roman couldn’t be happier. He knows his boyfriends aren’t opposed to the idea of marriage in general. They’ve watched many romance movies together during date nights, and all enjoy a good wedding scene. Hopefully they won’t be opposed to the idea of marrying him.

Roman takes one final calming breath before heading down the stairs and entering the living room. Logan and Virgil are both sitting next to each on the couch. The logical side is reading a book, while the anxious side is scrolling on his phone. Roman smiles at the sight of his boyfriends before announcing his presence.

“Greetings, my loves.”

Logan and Virgil look up at the princely side and both smile softly at him.

“Hey, Princey.”

“Salutations, Roman.”

Roman smiles again and walks closer to the couch, stopping in front of his boyfriends. The creative side then starts to say what he’s rehearsed for this very moment.

“My darlings, we’ve been together for two years now and I’ve been enjoying every second we spend together. I love going on dates with you, cuddling you, kissing you, and talking about poetry, books, musicals, and movies with you. I want to be able to do these things with you both for the rest of my life, so I have just one question for you two.”

Roman gets down on one knee and pulls out the ring box from his pocket. He opens it up to reveal two rings. They’re silver with red, blue, and purple gems in them. The princely side then says the question.

“Will you marry me?”

Roman looks at both of his boyfriends, trying to read their faces. Logan looks happy but slightly confused. Virgil looks like he’s nervous and excited. The emo’s eyeshadow has even turned that sparkly purple that Roman loves seeing so much. Logan ends up being the first to break the silence.

“Roman, my star, I’d be very happy to marry you. But you do realize marriage isn’t necessary for us to be figuratively bonded together. We’re already as connected as figuratively and literally possible, considering we are the Sides of one person. We are bonded together no matter what.”

Roman looks at the logical side with a slightly less happy expression on his face.

“So you don’t want to get married then…?”

Logan frowns, regretting his previous comment.

“No, that’s not it. I want to marry you, Roman. I just wanted you to know that if you’re just proposing because you think this is the only way to figuratively bond us together, that I already consider us bonded. Married or not, I want to always be by your side. But if you truly want to be officially married, I’m happy to do so.”

Roman’s face brightens up and he smiles at his logical love, before glancing over at his emo. Virgil is fidgeting with his hoodie sleeves, and looks down at his shoes when he notices Roman’s gaze is now on him.

“Princey…I’d love to marry you, but are you sure you really wanna be married to me. Yeah, you like dating me, but what if once you marry me you realize you’re actually tired of dealing with me and all my worries. I don’t want you to feel stuck with me when you end up realizing I’m too much to deal with.”

Roman grabs one of Virgil’s hands with his free hand, the one not holding the ring box.

“My Emo Knight, you could never be too much for me. I want to be there by your side, whether you’re feeling glittery or gloomy. I want to support you and love you.”

Virgil covers his eyes with his free hand and mumbles.

“Princey, you’re going to make me cry with how sappy you’re being…”

“I hope you mean happy tears, J.D-lightful.”

“Yes, Sir-Sing-A-Lot. I mean happy tears. And to answer your question from before, yes, I’ll marry you.”

Roman puts the ring box down on the ground before getting up from his kneeled position on the floor, and pulls his emo into a hug. The creative side holds his emo gently before glancing at Logan and motioning for him to join th hug. The logical side joins his boyfriends in the embrace and they all feel content in this moment, not wanting it to end. The calm silence is eventually broken by Logan leaving the hug and speaking up.

“So Virgil, my moonlight, will you marry me? Since we’re both now engaged to Roman, I feel like it’s safe to assume that we’d also take the next step in our relationship and get married as well. I don’t have a ring for you, but I can get you one when I get the chance.”

“Yes, L, I’ll marry you too. Don’t worry about not having a ring, worrying is my job. If we get Roman a matching ring then the rings he got us can represent all three of us being engaged to each other.”

The princely side claps his hands and jumps up in excitement.

“That’s a perfect idea Virgil! I can create a matching ring now.”

Roman makes another ring for himself and hands it to Virgil.

“J.D-lightful, you or Logan can do the honors of placing the ring on my finger and I shall do the same for you two.”

The now fiancés proceed to place the rings on each others’ fingers and share a few kisses. The three of them then settle down on the couch and put on a movie to watch together. Roman smiles to himself, happy with how his proposal played out, and excited for the future wedding he would have with his loves.

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End Notes: Thanks for reading! I was originally just going to make a headcannon about how I thought an Analogince proposal would play out, but I got the idea to write out a short fic and this was the result. I might write out a part 2 to this that’s the wedding, but I don’t know for sure. If anything, I might just draw Analogince on their wedding day since I’m getting outfit ideas. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this little story. If you did, please consider leaving a like, reblog and/or a comment.

-Monkey💜

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AO3 Link to this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/58585345

[part-time-zombie]

What are the ship.names for sanders sides?,,

I know prinxiety and remrom but that's it,,,

Off the top of my head, all the pairings i can think of are:

Prinxiety = Princey/Roman x Anxiety/Virgil

Logicality = Logic/Logan x Morality/Patton

Analogical =Logic/Logan x Anxiety/Virgil

Royality =Princey/Roman x Morality/Patton

Logince = Logic/Logan x Princey/Roman

Moxiety = Morality/Patton x Anxiety/Virgil

Moceit = Morality/Patton x Deceit/Janus

Roceit = Princey/Roman x Deceit/Janus

Anxceit = Anxiety/Virgil x Deceit/Janus

Loceit = Logic/Logan x Deceit/Janus

Dukeceit/Demus = Duke/Remus x Deceit/Janus

Intrulogical = Duke/Remus x Logic/Logan

Intruality = Duke/Remus x Morality/Patton

Dukexiety = Duke/Remus x Anxiety/Virgil

Remrom = Princey/Roman x Duke/Remus

There are others such as ot3s and "crossover" ships where a side is paired with other Thomas Sanders characters (like Sleep), but they're all pretty easy to figure out since the ships all go by combining the sides "titles", i.e. any ship involving Patton would use the word Morality in the ship name and so on.

[ijust-exist]

i am polying too hard in my lives. bUT BONUS IS THAT I FIGURED OUT THE TWO SANDER SIDES LIFE PAIRING KINDA??

In the roman one, its logic x anxiety x princey

In the virgil one, its some form of a platonic drlamp

good job roman at figuring this out

[armageddonouttahere]

Consolation

Title: Consolation

Summary: Takes place after “Putting Others First”, in which Roman sinks into his room and doesn’t leave for a while. Logan is the only one not preoccupied enough to come and lure him out, but in this he has to face emotions he’s been putting on the backburner for a long time.

Pairings: Romantic Logince, background platonic Moxiety

Warnings: Crying, self-doubt, insecurity, negative thinking

Rating: General Audiences

Genres: Fluff, Hurt/comfort (with a happy ending)

Word count: 2,500

A/N:  Here we are, at last! I had cranked out the last couple paragraphs of this fic just an hour ago, and I’m very excited. This had gone from a little Logince comfort drabble to a fic of 2,500 words (exactly, though I didn’t do that on purpose). I hope anyone who sees this enjoys it, and everyone who’s been waiting for it likes it even more, after all this suspense. Taglist will be at the end, under the cut.

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Logan was at a loss. The aftermath of Janus’ name reveal left all the sides shaken and fragile. Especially Roman. Logan wanted to help, he wanted to be able to tell Roman with certainty that he will be okay, that everything will be alright. Logan needed to be able to look Roman in the eyes and know that the words that came out of his mouth are truths.

But he can’t. So, Logan focused on the problems he could solve. He endeavoured to keep Thomas in working order, though on the inside he may be struggling. Virgil seemed to have taken a backseat, focused on watching over Patton. The most he’d seen of the anxious side was weekly updates and reports on Patton’s condition, how he was feeling, which Logan appreciated greatly. He needed all the positive data he could get.

As the logical side, Logan was somewhat attuned with the other sides’ reasoning and thought process. He needed this information to be accurate in order to know how Thomas works, how he functions. He knew how the other sides try to solve problems, how they understand things. When something or someone throws a wrench in the system it’s one of the few things that affected Logan physically.

In the aftermath after Roman sank out Logan had migraines for weeks. Roman’s flawed logic- his flawed perception of himself- is the one thing that has caused Logan the most physical pain. Roman’s view of himself shifted so drastically to the negative end that Logan felt… sorry? For him? 

He felt… he- he felt. Roman made him feel. What did he feel, exactly? Empathy? It was true that Roman’s emotional pain gave Logan physical pain, but the shared anguish went further than that. Logan knew what it’s like to feel wrong, to feel unheard. He related to Roman. He knew what he’s going through. 

Their opinions may differ, but Roman still needed consolation. Logan won’t further his belief that Janus is the villain, but Roman doesn’t need a scolding or a lecture, skewed though his viewpoint of Janus may be. He needed someone to listen to him, someone to comfort him.

Logan was aware that he’s no optimal candidate for the matter, not the first choice for consolation (nor the second). He does not possess the endless cuddles and comfort food of Patton, nor does he have the quiet understanding and listening ears of Virgil. His only way of reassuring the prince is through data, probabilities, and chances. Inadequate. Unsatisfactory. Definitely not enough.

Logan made a plan. A plan to make Roman feel better. A plan to get Roman to open his door, something he hadn’t done in two weeks. He gathered things he believed he would need in order to cheer Roman up: the Sherlock screenplay Roman had gifted him at Christmastime, Logan’s book of Shakespeare’s plays (Hamlet being pre-marked with a red sticky-note, in case Roman is feeling increasingly dramatic and macabre), his journal for note-taking, vocab cards, and his laptop- which has a playlist compilation full of ‘cute’ animal videos at the ready. All of this was needed for Logan to get up the courage to knock on Roman’s door. He felt as if he’s putting on an armour of sorts. Preparing himself for battle. 

It’s quite funny- the logical side needs bravery and courage to step outside his area of expertise and comfort the prince of the group.

May 17th, 2020. 1830 hours. Attempt #1: Prologue.

Roman has not left his corner of the mindscape for 16 days, 6 hours, and 28 minutes. Virgil has just given an update on Patton’s condition, which is thus: Patton’s “room” has slightly lessened in its intensity of upsetting emotions. The picture frames’ rate of showing unfavourable memories has decreased. Patton has not cried yet today. The Dark Sides, Remus and Janus, seem to be keeping on the “down-low”. Thomas has not had any intrusive dreams in many days. Virgil has been too preoccupied in keeping tabs on Patton to give him anxiety over much.  Thomas’ motivation has gone down. His restlessness has gone up. Roman’s unconscious contributions to Thomas’ everyday life have gone down significantly. Thomas has stopped daydreaming. He has stopped thinking about the future, what he has to do tomorrow. He is becoming forgetful and apathetic.  As the logical side, there is only so much I can do to keep Thomas in working order without help from the others, that much I can admit. I have put off trying to help Roman in case things only become worse, but the stakes are too high at this point. Action must be taken. I will record the results of this 1st attempt later.

Logan steeled himself, books tucked under his arm. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door. 

Around nine at night, he wrote down the results. Roman had been unresponsive to polite requests for entry, knocking, attempts to start a conversation, small-talk, even a referencing desire to build a snowman. He had not responded to propositions of reading from plays or poetry, or any of his favourite literature. In summary, it was almost like speaking to a “brick-wall” (almost, because the door to Roman’s room was made of mahogany).

“Really? Things must be bad,” was Virgil’s response as Logan recounted the events to him later that evening. It was late, almost time for Logan to get some shut-eye after organizing Thomas’ duties for tomorrow. Logan had entered the kitchen hoping that Thomas would get a good night’s sleep so he could have the highest level of productivity the next day, but judging by the Monster Energy drink resting in Virgil’s hands he supposed that was not the case.

“It is certainly concerning. I tried… if not everything, at least a substantial amount of options.”

“Yeah, and if Roman doesn’t answer to a Disney reference… I’m worried about him. Do you want... me to try?” he said, fidgeting. Logan realized he looked uncomfortable with the idea. Virgil must felt a little guilty for not showing up at all during the argument.

“No, I believe that more attempts should be made. To wear him down, in a way. I’m planning to try again tomorrow.”

“Same Bat Time, same Bat Place?”

“An interesting way of putting it, but that’s the idea.” Logan rubbed his eyes and began making a list of all his tasks once he returned to his room.

“Alright. I’m gonna go see Thomas.” Virgil said, getting ready to sink out.

“I assumed you were. And Virgil?”

He popped back up. “Yeah?”

“Please at least try to motivate him a bit, if through fear? I don’t want to deal with a gloomy, unproductive Thomas tomorrow.”

“You got it. I won’t screw him up too much. ‘Night, Lo.”

“Good-night, Virgil.” He was alone.

“Roman?” Logan knocked once more. “Roman, would you be open to company? I wish to speak with you.”

Nothing. He sighed, pushing his journal farther into his pants pocket. He decided to come with substantially less things this time around. To come as he is.

“I’m not entertaining visitors or guests at the present. Please come back another time, thank you,” came a weak and muffled response.

The sound of Roman’s voice gave Logan an ache in his heart which he didn’t want to name. He ignored it, for the moment.

“I just want to speak with you. You’ve been decidedly quiet these past few weeks. Your input, both in-person and in Thomas’ subconscious has dropped a considerable amount. As far as I am aware you have not made your presence known to me or any of the other sides in over two weeks.”

Silence was his response. Facts were getting Logan nowhere. Logan sighed, struggling with himself. Did he tell Roman what he thought in simple terms, what he was trying to say through his data? How could he bare himself to Roman’s listening ears, let himself be known?

“In all honesty, Roman, I’m- I’m…” He took a breath. “I’m worried about you.” He said this in a rush, letting it all out in one breath. Like a Band-aid, as Virgil had stated. The silence that still followed both frightened him and spurred him on.

“Roman, I- I haven’t spoken to you in weeks. I’m afraid of what will happen if you stay isolated for much longer. You’re a necessary part of Thomas’ life, for me to have things to maintain and keep in order. But more than that, more than duties of mine, I mis- I’m… finding your absence upsetting.”

Logan faintly realised his hands had begun to shake, and he clenched them.

“You… mean a lot to m- the Mindscape, to Patton, to Virgil… to everyone. No one means you harm. We need your input on discussions, and revel in your ideas and thoughts. We... miss you.”

Just gotta rip it off.

“I- I miss you, Roman.” Logan shut his eyes, forcing out the idea that he had become emotional enough to begin producing tears. Logic does not cry. “We bicker sometimes and both of us are wrong on occasion, but I would rather have arguments with you than nothing without.”

“Seeing your vibrance and excitement in brainstorming, your happiness in Disney movies and romances, watching your brilliance when creating plays and stories and… being you, I- I find myself… swept up- metaphorically, of course- in every emotion you give off when you’re around me. Seeing you productive and happy gives me more of a reason to work to the best of my ability.”

“It’s… it would be difficult for me to ever say these things in the hearing of the other sides, but… I miss the feelings you bring me when you are around. It is something greater than a job well done, Crofters, or puzzles and murder mysteries being solved.”

“The emotions I feel when you are around are something more than a simple pleasure in watching, in the aesthetical enjoyment of seeing things fall into place. When I’m with you, I feel… spurred into action.”

“Roman, I- I can’t… I can’t bear your absence any longer. I’m worried about you, but more than that, I’m worried that should you keep to yourself, I’ll never… I- I won’t…” Logan swept aside a few tears that had run down his face. His throat ached so much that he feared he wouldn’t be able to get any more words out. The words he spoke next came out in a hoarse whisper.

“Without you I’m afraid I’ll never feel anything again.”

A shuddered gasp tore itself from Logan’s throat as he took his first proper breath in a few minutes. Tears slicked their way down his face freely now. This was, Logan supposed, because such a long drought of emotion had rendered him virtually unable to control any that did overcome him.

“However,” Logan began once more after a few more minutes of silence, his voice quieter now. If anyone else had heard it, they might have said he sounded ashamed. “Should you wish to remain alone for… whatever period of time, I won’t stop you. Asking you to open your door for my sake is extremely selfish of me. I’m… I’m sorry, Roman.”

Logan took one more breath before turning around to leave. He had no idea what the effects of his speech would be, and that scared him. He was in an entirely new territory. This was an unprecedented event, with no similar experiences to compare it to. He had ‘boldly gone where no man had gone before’, so to say.

Logan was so wrapped in his own panic, for that is what it was, he almost missed the imperceptible click of Roman’s door opening as he walked away. Every muscle in Logan’s body tensed, and he prepared for angry words and scathing insults. Logan would face it, however. He turned around, and was met with a sight for some very sore eyes.

Roman held open his door an infinitesimal amount, peering through the crack. Through the small open space Logan could see the prince out of his usual outfit, the beautiful swath of his hair, and one very tearful eye. Logan opened his mouth without knowing what would come out, but the air was knocked out of him.

Roman flung the door open wide and his socked feet ate up the steps between them as he flung his arms around Logan, the force of his embrace almost tipping Logan over. An embarrassing ‘oof’ escaped him at the impact and his hands went up to grip the back of Roman’s jumper after only a second of hesitation.

Logan’s mind filled incredibly fast with all sorts of information: the scent of Roman’s hair, the warmth of his body, how Roman buried his head in Logan’s neck and the slight wetness that came from tears. The way Roman’s nose jutted into his neck, the almost imperceptible touch of Roman’s lips on his shirt collar. Logan’s body betrayed him in an audible catch of his breath as Roman clung to him harder.

“Roman, I-” Logan began in a faint whisper, but Roman only shushed him and tightened his grip, rocking them from side to side ever so slightly.

They stayed like that for Galileo knows how long when the prince peeled himself from Logan. Roman looked upon Logan with eyes so bright from unshed tears Logan would have believed there were stars in them.

“You never said anything. Not a word.”

Their conversation was as hushed as could be, the Mindscape and the world beyond it ceasing to exist and zooming in on the two of them, in this moment.

“I’m not good with words. When it comes to talking about feelings, I mean. You know this.”

“Don’t lie, Specs. That was one of the most eloquent and beautiful things I’ve ever heard.”

Logan scrambled to find a breath within him as Roman smiled up at him. For one of the few times in his life, he found himself with nothing to say.

“It was moving, and heartfelt-” Roman continued, taking Logan’s hand and stepping back, towards his room. He paused in his motions and looked at Logan once more.

“-and it was incredibly romantic.” He said softly.

“I’m- I’m glad.” came Logan’s strangled reply. Roman smiled at him again and led him into his room. There they would sit and talk for hours, and Logan would hold Roman to his chest. They would confess to things bothering them and their hopes, dreams, and fears for the future. It would grow late, and Logan would give in and begin to card his hands through Roman’s hair as the prince drifted off to sleep.

There, in the black-blue of the sky of Roman’s window, scattered with stars and the slanting rays of the moon, Logan would look down upon the prince’s sleeping head and realize, though he had first doubted his abilities, he had been enough. Enough for Roman and for himself. He had been enough.

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Taglist:

@count-woe-laf @psychedelicships

[cofe-doodles]

✨Return of the Jams✨ Spoilers!!

Individuals here:

I ABSOLUTELY love the whole episode and it has given me motivation to do these!! I love them so much💕

[62percenthomosexual]

Virgil: no more toxic relationships or friendships

Roman: only toxic by Britney Spears!

[mc-i-r]

I didn't ship Logince that much until I rewatched "Why Do We Get Out of Bed in the Morning?", "Crofters- The MUSICAL!", and "Learning New Things About Ourselves" in order and now I'm wondering how I could be so blind

[jamieisamess]

Anyone out there know how to hunt down a fanfic???

Theres a Logan x Virgil (Sander Sides) fic thats a soulmate AU, where Patton is Virgils best friend and moves away, and Logan moves in next door to Virgil, and they become friends. Patton finds out Roman is his soulmate. Virgil is jealous. etc etc. Soulmates in this AU share pain and emotions

PLEASE. I cant find it. I need it.

EDIT: @/who-gave-him-a-knife FOUND IT. ITS Waving Through a Window BY @/notafeeling !!!!!!

[lvirart]

Have some calm logince in these trying times

[welp-im-dead-inside]

Remus, handing Thomas a piece of paper: Not to worry, I have a permit!

Thomas: ... This just says "I can do what I want"

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Virgil: *Yawns*

Roman: Being pretty must be tiring

Virgil: You must be exhausted then

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Janus and Remus standing outside a house that's on fire: What did I say?

Remus: Not to burn the house down

Janus: And have you done?

Remus: Made you dinner

Janus:

Remus:

Janus:

Remus:

Remus: Burned the house down...

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Logan: Whoever ate my crofters I will-

Patton: It was me...

Logan: I will buy more, have a good day.

[hydra-collector]

what if logan likes cats

like really likes cats

he has like 30 and for that reason no one's seen his house

they've all placed bets on why he doesn't invite anyone

And then one day someone (roman) needs a place to stay, whether it's because they lost their house or (wait maybe they were in college and living in the dorms and then corona happened and they didnt want to stay there with a billion people and/or a roomate who thinks its a hoax)

and nobody else has space but logan

logan

logans house has a guest room (although its mostly for the cats) and has to let his friend stay

and roman comes and just stares in disbelief at the cats crowding around him and rubbing his leg and asks logan "what the fuck"

"they needed a home," very quietly and smol and roman dies of gay

also: turns out logan didnt name them, so roman makes a point to name every. single. one.

[yougoodfahm]

truth or dare with the bois

Patton: Ok Roman, I dare you to kiss the prettiest person in the room

Logan: *blurts out* That’s impossible, he can’t kiss himself

Roman: *blushes furiously*

Logan: *also blushes furiously*

Virgil: *dying*

(Based on this post)

[randompony03]

Here y'all go. Ship art.

Tbh, I needed this too. It's been far too long.

[cofe-doodles]

An idea I had but I flaked (didn't even get to finish it all lol)

Angst Buff boyfriend's Prinxiety will be posted soon, I'm just stuck

[ravenkatthingz]

High-school AU one shot

So, I got idea. I write idea. Here is idea as one shot.

Ship: Prinxiety

TW: Subtle choking, mention of bullying.

This is me being absolute Prinxiety trash. Enjoy.

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High school. The time where chaos ensues, everyone has their own groups. Everyone has their enemies/ people they dislike and whatever. Basically, a gathering of a bunch of people going through puberty and being forced to coexist in one big space. Which happens to somehow still be too cramped at times.

However. There is a very distinct group of people who seem either unaware, ignorant, oblivious, untouched, made an exception, whatever you'd call it, from the rest of the school population. That is. The Cool Kids. Physically attractive, check. Various different somehow attractive persons, check. Most importantly, everyone loves them. And Virgil knows that the most.

You see, Virgil, as a freshman, was just like any other kid in school. Hated it. Loathed it and some Dumbass teachers. Didn't like doing homework. Occasionally (or… Frequently) burned the midnight oil just because they forgot or postponed doing homework until the day or night before. Classic, average high schooler. Sure, he was a bit of an emo. Wore dark colours, darker eyeshadow, sometimes ripped jeans too. It got some whispers, yeah, but it was fine with him.

Then one day, whilst dealing with the biggest bully in school, a.k.a, being thrown against the lockers and held up by his shirt collar for absolutely no more reason than bumping into the bully, he was miraculously saved by the three most popular freshman, also the most popular guys in school.

Patton Heart, bubbly, adorable, absolutely friendly, loves to "adopt" people as his children and be called dad, calls everyone (excluding teachers of course), "kiddo(s)" and of course the kindest soul you'd ever find here.

Logan Berry, stoic, cold but slightly sweet on Patton (Reasonable, who could ever not smile with him around), walking dictionary and book on facts, a bit insensitive and unempathetic but the girls (and guys) dig it somehow. Research (rumours) indicate that he's trying his best to "understand emotions" as he'd put it.

And last but never the least. Roman Prince. Voted #1 hottest guy in school, obsessed with acting and theatre, absolutely friggin extra, dramatic, loves making grand entrances (and exits), a social butterfly, skilled with make-up, and…. The guy Virgil had a crush on, just like everyone else in school. And if anything, Virgil was gay.

When the three had put a stop to the bullying Virgil couldn't believe his eyes. He viewed himself a part of the crowd, insignificant. Like a pebble on a roadside. Never in his wildest dreams would he imagine he'd be so close to his crush as he was that day. He remembered the way his face heated when he looked up to see Roman standing between him and the bully and noticed how wide Roman's back was. His mind flared with alarm bells and he was absolutely freaking out in the gayest way possible.

The bully soon left the four of them and Virgil found himself surrounded by the three most well known people in school, which was wild for him. He was so shocked he could only communicate in nods or shakes of his head and flailing hands. And if anyone told him a week ago he would be soon walking and being included in their group, he'd have laughed. But that was what happened. Slowly, over the course of his freshman year, he got to know about the three of them and became an accepted part of their group.

And… That was great. If not for….

"U-uhm… E-excuse me…?" a feminine voice called.

Virgil turned around and saw a girl standing behind him with an envelope tightly held to her chest. She seemed extremely nervous and fidgety as she found the words to say. Virgil, on the other hand, now a second year, looked like he holding back a cringe.

"Let me guess. You want that delivered to Roman, right?" he said flatly, holding out his hand for it.

The girl brightened and nodded, seemingly relieved she didn't need to spell it out. This, was a normal occurance. After all, everyone had seen that he was probably the closest to Roman. Both of them being fans of Disney and often debating about different movies and such. So, being the least attractive and "high status" as the others had made him a convenient errand boy anyone could approach for such things like… This love letter. Happened from homeroom till dismissal.

He sighed as the girl handed him her letter and rushed off, stuffing it with about five more letters he had gotten within the same hour to deliver to the exact same person. Now, this wouldn't have exactly been as exasperating and a little bit (only a little bit!) frustrating for him if not for….

"Roman, you've got more letters." he said as he entered the classroom. Roman and he were in the same class. Patton and Logan were the next class over and often visited their class to talk, just like they had done now since classes were over for the day.

"Oh gosh, more?? Damn… Now I need to go and reject them all…"

That.

Every single time with every single letter. No matter how popular or pretty the girl (and occasionally, how handsome the guy was) he'd reject them. As nicely as he possibly could. And it wasn't fair. At least for Virgil, it was just not fair! On one hand, he was happy Roman remained single, he wouldn't be able to take it if Roman started to date someone else… On the other, everyone just saw him as some decoration, some….. Tool. An errand boy. And personally, he couldn't confess to Roman. Ever!

What if Roman didn't want to be friends after he confessed?? What if Roman didn't like guys? And even if Roman liked guys, would he even consider him?? The doubts and anxiety gave Virgil an unpleasant twist in his stomach and he never could bring up the courage to confess.

It was so. Not. Fair!

The pretty boy could have whoever he wanted and he couldn't because he wanted the pretty boy that he knew was out of his league!

Virgil was absolutely afraid of Roman finding out his feelings for him…. So he kept hiding it and kept delivering love letters to his crush until before summer break. He had hit his limit. The most prettiest, hottest, girl in school had asked him to deliver her letter to Roman and, no surprise, Roman planned to reject her.

How??? Just how could he do that without batting an eye?!???! Something in Virgil snapped and he just huffed with exasperation, sitting with a thud on the desk Roman was sitting at.

"You even reject her?!!?? You've done nothing but reject love letters no matter who they're from! Really, Princey, just who is good enough for you to date?? Who will you ever say yes to??? Tell me, Princey, I'm curious!" Virgil ranted, some of the butterflies tormenting his poor stomach fluttering away with his emotional words.

Really, he was curious. Just who could make this prince say yes? Roman was stunned at Virgil's outburst, taking a few minutes to process what the emo had said before replying. Virgil was later glad Logan and Patton had gone to get some snacks. And miraculously no one else had been in class then.

"Well….. You." Roman said softly, stunning the boy sitting on his desk.

Virgil blinked and stared intently at Roman in shock. ".... What? I'm…. Sorry. Say that again?"

"I said.. You. You are 'good enough' for me to date. And you can make me say yes." Roman said calmly.

Virgil blinked again, pinched his cheek and winced in pain. Okay, he wasn't dreaming. He wasn't just hearing things. He looked at his crush, stunned and surprised as he found his throat dry. He cleared his throat and hesitated.

".... Are you…. Saying that…" He looked up at the pretty boy in front of him, nervous. "..... You'd…. Date me?"

Virgil was blushing and he could see that Roman was too as he slowly nodded his head and gave a cute, shy smile.

"I mean…. Yeah…" Roman whispered, only loud enough for Virgil to hear.

Virgil flushed harder and stuttered, taking a minute to calm himself down and think. Taking a few more minutes to gather his thoughts and speak.

'I-I mean… You know, I've have this crush on you since. Forever, well, not foreverImean,sincefreshman?AndIjust…. Uhm… Well… W-what… I mean to say is… " Virgil squirmed and tugged at the strings of his hoodie nervously as his face felt like it had been set on fire. He took a deep breath…

".... I L- LI- LOVE YOU, DATE ME?!?" He shouted and blushed from the tips of his ears till his neck, diving his face into his hands, trying his best to hide the redness.

He didn't hear or feel anything for a few seconds and he began to panic, wondering if Roman was disgusted or didn't feel the same or-

His mind stopped as he felt two warm arms embrace him, someone gently, timidly, placing a kiss to his head.

"Of course I'll date you. If you'll have me." he heard Roman say, timidly yet cheekily.

And with that, Virgil was officially a goner…

In the best way possible ;)