#text: summer skellington

[jeremypotts]

TEXT ✉ SUMMERY

Jeremy: Co-worker check in time!

Jeremy: How are we doing, Miss Skellington? Are your students happy and thriving?

[winskellington]

TEXT ❄️🍂☀️ SEASONINGS

Winter: SOS

Winter: When I started adulting, I didn't plan on ending up a homebody. As my face copies, you're supposed to help before I wither away.

Winter: Please and thank you.

[eveningstardubois]

TEXT ❄ SUMINA

Lina: So are we having the annual Christmas gathering this year for the Srat or has your bf claimed all your time 😜😜

[i-alwayslikedstrangecharacters]

Me: Happy Halloween!!!! Everyone: Not yet It’s only summer. Me:

[supremedinosaur]

the words left unsaid pt.3

Wanda x reader x Natasha

Part 1 Part 2

Warning: Angst, drinking, and talk of depression

Word count: 2800

A/N: This is finale to the series. It took me forever to finish it because I got busy and writers block be that bitch. Thanks for reading and I hope you guys enjoy.

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The next 3 months of your life were one of the darkest loneliest times of your life. Everyone went their separate ways after that day in the hospital. No call. No text. Each person just as stubborn as the next.

The ache in your heart grew as you thought about the moment in the quinjet with Natasha. You had made a promise never to leave her, but she said nothing about leaving you.

You laid in bed staring at the ceiling, unaware of what time it was since you hadn’t gotten up at all. If you could guess, it was probably past dinner time from the lack thereof sunlight.

You really couldn’t feel much of anything right now, you kind of just existed, if you could even call it that. All you knew was how numb you were and maybe you should consider getting up at some point to at least pretend you’re alive.

After some time, you reluctantly got out of bed finally. Once you were vertical, a quick rush of dizziness fell upon you from all the fatigue. You flipped on the light switch of the bathroom and nearly scared yourself at the horrible state you were in. Your skin pale and lifeless. Eyes tired and dark.

“Fuck…”

Suddenly, there was a knock at your door. Walking towards your front door you grabbed the gun hidden in your hallway. You turned the safety off and cautiously looked through the peephole.

“Yoohoo! Big summer blowout!”

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” you muttered putting your gun down before opening the door.

“Long time no see, I see you got your Halloween costume early. Let me guess… Jack Skellington?!”

“Fuck off Tony.”

“I love you too,” he says pushing his way into your apartment. “Yeesh, could you get any more depressing?”

“Yeah,” you replied not having much energy to talk.

“What crawled up your ass, sour puss?”

“It’s called mental illness. Why don’t you look it up and humble yourself for once?” You replied crossing your arms becoming annoyed by his presence.

“Nah, probably will just make me depressed. Hey, I got an idea, come to my party tonight.”

“Fuck no,” you answered without a question, walking back to your bedroom.

“Great, be ready in 10. The party doesn’t start until I arrive,” he clapped and went to sit on your couch.

---

Once you both arrived, you made a beeline towards the bar, barely sparing a glance at the friends you hadn’t seen in over three months. After a questionable number of shots, you finally felt airy enough to distract yourself with some dancing. With your drink in hand, you glided over to the dance floor, moving with the beat of the music. Your stomach was buzzing in the warmth and your mind as finally at ease.

“So, she’s alive.” A rather annoying voice remarked.

“Sadly,” you clicked your teeth.

“We were all worried about you, you know?” He said leaning against the bar to look at you.

“Don’t waste your energy, I know many have,” you replied sipping your drink and turning your head to look Clint in the eyes. “Missed you at Tony’s wedding.”

“I had an important mission, Stark understood,” he brushed off. “I liked it better when you were less gloomy, you were funnier.”

“Ohh Barton, you flatter me,” you say dramatically with a chuckle.

“She left for a good reason,” he said abruptly, changing the tone.

“And what would that reason be, Barton? Because it seems a lot like, to me, she dipped once things got serious. She didn’t even give me a chance to explain…”

“It’s better if she tells you herself,” he said putting a hand on your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze.

During those months apart, you had tried desperately to call, text, email even. You never got a response. Tears welled up in your eyes every night as the days went on without her. Soon the tears turned into anguish as the tears turned into screams into your pillow.

“Is she coming tonight?” You asked almost too desperately. Even through the sadness and betrayal you felt, there was a sliver of hope left. You sounded almost like a child, alone and vulnerable.

“No… I’m taking you to her,” he replied surprising you.

You took a deep breath and drank the rest of your drink in one gulp and turned to look at him. “Okay, I’m ready.”

The drive there was reminiscent of the drive to the diner. The only difference being you were headed out the city. Neither of you bothered talking, in the car, the careful silence between you two felt comfortable. Soft classics on the radio accompanied you both.

Before you knew it you were driving through a forest. Large homes surrounded by large collections of trees, providing the privacy of the forest. Clint pulled up to a driveway of a home, you assumed was the one Natasha had picked out. It was a stunning home that had a mix of modern and traditional, something you thought suited Nat well.

You both got out of the car and walked towards the front door. Clint took the lead, and you admired the architecture. Internally, so many questions started popping up in your head. You started to wonder if she found someone else and finally settled down like she deserved. In a way, you never were together, so you couldn’t find it in yourself to be mad at her if she did. You furrowed your brow at the thought once you got to the door.

“It’s not what you think,” he said reassuring you before ringing the doorbell.

An excruciating silence took over after the bell rang. Once the door opened and Natasha stepped into view, she still managed to take your breath away. Her hair was pulled back into a light bun, and she wore a simple shirt and leggings with a long-knit cardigan. She looked so relaxed and although her face did not show it, you could see it in her eyes she was happy.

It felt so bittersweet for you, to see her as she’s never been before. With that, you felt the heavy urge to turn back around and leave, never to return. You loved her so much, you never wanted to be the one to ruin her happiness, even over the sake of your own.

“Thought, I was going to be the one to talk to them,” she said cocking her head towards Clint.

“And you are! I just wanted to help speed things along,” Clint defended with his hand up.

“Look, I don’t want to intrude. I think this is a clear enough message,” you said starting to retreat back. As you attempted to leave, Natasha was quick to grasp your arm and keep you.

“It’s really not what you think,” she said firmly, staring into your eyes.

“You guys keep saying that, but when is there going to be some explaining?”

“Natty, can I have a cookie?” You heard a small child ask her from inside the house. When Natasha turned her back to look at the child, it gave you room to see a little boy no older than ten years old. He was the spitting image of Natasha. Bright red hair and gorgeous green eyes to match her. There was no doubt, he was her son.

“I got it, Nat,” Clint said walking past her towards the boy. “Hi Ant, how about hot chocolate and cookies?” Clint said mischievously at the boy.

“Yeah!” Together they walked towards the kitchen, to give you both time to talk.

“Not too much sugar!” Natasha called out before giving her attention back to you.

“A son, huh?” You said awkwardly, giving her a crooked smile.

“I- yeah… Come in?” She asked softly as her hand on her arm slide down to hold your hand. She tugged softly, looking as you with conflict swirling in her eyes.

You didn’t give her a reply, but you complied with her request, following her inside. You hadn’t expected the interior to be so homely. It was a stark contrast to the room she had in the tower.

Following her, she led you to the living room and you sat on the couch.

“Do you want anything to drink?” She asked still standing and nervously playing with her fingers.

“No, I’m okay thanks,” you replied shaking your head. Natasha sat next to you on the couch and turned slightly to face you. There was a tense silence after that, Natasha didn’t look at you, but you were watching her intently.

“How are you doing?” She asked looking at you expectantly. The mundane question was like nails on a chalkboard. You didn’t even bother to answer her, the look on your face said it all. “I’m sorry, stupid question.”

“You’re never one to nervous Nat. I’m flattered, you still care about what I think,” you replied almost uninterested in this conversation.

“Of course, I do. I love you,” she said slightly offended.

“Yes, because you make me promise not to leave you and then do exactly that, all because you love me, right?”

“I deserved that,” she replied solemnly. “I- um, after I stormed out that day in the hospital, I realized I was being childish and decided to come back to let you explain, but when I got to the door, I heard what you said,” she explained sniffling.

“Oh you…,” you trailed off, looking away from her ashamed.

“Yeah…” Natasha pulled her bottom lip in between her teeth and sighed. “But at that point I was already looking for Anatoly.”

“So, he’s yours,” you breathed out, leaning back into the couch. It was like a lock and key moment, everything started to make sense. “Every time there was a mission with children you were always more attached, and I never understood why, until now.”

Natasha nodded her head, staring down at her fingers.

“Were you just hiding him this whole time? All of this? I mean I can’t say I’m surprised when your best friend is Clint. The guy pulled his whole ass family out of a hat, that one time,” you voiced gesturing toward the direction of the birdman.

“Yes and no. When I was in the red room, I was the top of my class. A scientist got a hold of some super soldier DNA, and they wanted to see if they could make an even stronger widow. So, when I was fifteen, I got pregnant with Anatoly. But I didn’t want them to have him, so I found a nice couple that had been looking to adopt. I made sure they could never find him. “ She said tears threatening to fall from her eyes. “But last year, I found out that the couple I left him with died in a car accident, and he was thrown into system. I couldn’t leave him there Y/N,” she said as a tear drop escaped her eye.

“Nat, why didn’t you tell me? I would have understood,” you said pulling her into your arms and rubbing her arm soothingly. Natasha sat up and pulled away at your question.

“Every time, I was going to I just froze, and when I confessed my feelings for you, it just got more complicated. I didn’t want you to think of me any differently. I don’t know, he’s not something I even told Clint about until recently.”

“So, was that mission during Stark’s wedding…?” You inquired connecting the dots. She nodded in confirmation. “Natalia, I would never think of you differently. What they did to you, doesn’t change what or who you are in my eyes,” you said squeezing her thigh comfortingly.

“Okay,” she said not meeting your gaze. You could tell she wasn’t really convinced by your words, so you brought your hand up to her chin and turned her face to meet yours.

“Quand on est aimé on ne doute de rien. Quand on aime, on doute de tout (When we are loved, we doubt nothing. When we love, we doubt everything),” you quoted staring deeply into her eyes before gently pulling her toward you. Your lips melted into a passionate kiss, filling your once cold body into the warmth of her affections. Natasha’s hand went to your side, pulling you in deeper as if she was trying to savor this moment.

When you gently pulled away, your foreheads touched, both lavishing in the intimate moment you just shared. “Doubt nothing my love, because my love for you is pure.”

“But I don’t want to change you, Y/N. He is my son, and I will not abandon him again. I don’t want you to resent us,” she said closing her eyes and turning her head away.

You sighed. “I just know that I can’t trust myself raising a child after all I’ve been through. I don’t want to pass on my own trauma because he’s too good for that,” you said shaking your head.

“You don’t have to raise him, Y/N. I would never force you into a position to be his parent. That’s not what I’m asking. I’m just asking you to try,” she said with her hand gently caressing your neck, her eyes searching for an answer.

“I don’t know, Natalia. Regardless, I would be an important figure in his life.”

“We can end it if you think it’s too much for you. I just love you both and I don’t want to choose,” she pleaded with her eyes watering.

“Do you know his father?” You sighed not answering her question.

“No, they never said and there are no records of him. If one day Anatoly decides he wants to know who his father is, I won’t stop him, but right now I don’t think it matters.” She reasoned shifting in her seat.

Finally, you meet her gaze, “can I meet him?” You asked. At first your question shocked her, but then she realized you were serious and nodded her head.

“He knows I’m him mom, but he hasn’t called me mom yet,” she explains as she leads you to the kitchen. You nodded in acknowledgment as you arrived at your destination. “Anatoly, I want you to meet my friend, Y/N,”

“Hi Y/N, do you want a cookie?” He asked with a giant smile on his face.

“You really know the way to a person’s heart don’t you kid?” You chuckled accepting his offer.

Natasha pulled you in by the waist and pressed a soft kiss on your cheek and whispered a ‘thank you’ at the interaction.

---

The following months were like a dream to you. Every week, you and Natasha would go on a date, switching off for the other’s choosing. After an appropriate amount of time had passed, Natasha decided to tell Anatoly that you were her partner and her couldn’t have been happier. Although, there was no change in the relationship with the boy, if anything you were confused why he never asked if you were going to be his new mommy or daddy. He always just called you Y/N and you were more than grateful for that.

As things became more serious, you both decided it would be a good idea for you move in with her, since you slept there most nights anyway. So, today you were finishing up packing your things in your apartment.

“Hey, thanks for coming by. I packed up a few of your things, I found in this box,” you said grabbing the box once you saw her in the doorway.

“So, it’s all true,” Wanda said in a half question have statement tone.

“Yes. Um listen Wanda, I’m sorry for how I treated you. You never deserved my cowardice,” you said truthfully.

“If they wanted to, they would,” she scoffed under her breath. Wanda took the box from you and held it against her hip. “You said you never wanted kids, but that’s not the whole truth, you just never wanted them with me.”

“He’s not my son. She had him way before any of us even met. I still don’t want kids and she’s happy with that,” you argued in defense.

“Have a great life, Y/N,” she emphasized bitterly.

Wanda turned and walked out the door, leaving you speechless. You watched her leave, regretting how poorly the conversation went, but you weren’t left to dwell on that for long as Natasha and Ant show up.

“Everything alright, babe?” Natasha asked referring to the woman that had just exited your apartment.

“Yeah, it could have gone better, but everything is alright,” you said wrapping your arms around her waist.

“Hey Y/N, can I have this? Please,” Anatoly asked with his best puppy dog eyes, holding up your Stitch pillow pet.

“No, you brat. Stitch is off limits.” You said earning a smack to the back of your head from your lover.

“But we’re besties. Sharing is caring,” he whined.

“Who said I care about you?” You cocked your head back.

“Y/N,” Nat warned.

“Kidding, kid. Leave Stitch alone and I’ll buy you a new toy,” you offered earning a huff from Nat.

“Deal!” He cheered.

Taglist: @captain-josslett @wandanatvoid

[orleans-jester]

Lunchtime Conversations {Figaro, Agnes and Munro HC}

Munro, Agnes and Figaro tended to sit together at Halloweentown High. They had other acquaintances that they probably could have sat with, but didn’t know enough about them to engage in conversation. So the small table it was. It was mac and cheese day, and Figaro was carefully trying to get a noodle on each prong of her fork. Munro had eaten his in five minutes flat and was poking at the bowl with the fork. Agnes didn’t feel much like eating but was picking at what she had. She was still tense from the arguments with her family.

“What is it with girls and the Laveaus?” Munro asked, breaking the silence, He nudged at Agnes’s foot under the table, clearly teasing her. Those pictures had caused a bit of a stir among the students of both schools. “I’m a bit insulted that I wasn’t bad enough to keep being your boytoy.”

“River’s an alright dude,” Fig said, and hissed with satisfaction as she got the macaroni perfectly on her fork. “But y’all are really focusing on the wrong Laveau.”

“Okay,” Agnes said, interested now. Figaro never really showed a like or dislike for people, except for her closest friends. But never boys. “So who is the right Laveau?”

“Flotsam. The OG Papi,” Figaro said, finally biting into her food and then went back to trying to get the macaroni on her fork perfectly. “Seriously. He’s one of the coolest people. Hella good at karaoke. Great dancer. I love Summer but he’s the best slumber party bud I’ve ever had.”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Munro said, dropping his fork onto the tray. “You had a slumber party with Flotsam Laveau? Like ... Chip and River’s dad? Dude - that’s sketch.”

“Nah, it’s not like he came for us,” Figaro argued. “He’s best friends with Summer’s dad or something. And he crashed our slumber party, sang a few songs, I painted his nails and then he passed out in the spare bedroom. It was a lot of fun though. I took some videos.”

Agnes stayed a bit quiet, thinking about Flotsam Laveau. Going through a divorce, house always empty, with only Chip defending it from the zombies. But that wasn’t any of Munro’s or Figaro’s business, so she didn’t say anything about that. Only laughed as the videos were shown of Figaro, Summer and Flotsam dancing around to some song that sounded familiar but she couldn’t remember the name of.

“Speaking of party, how’s your hand?” Munro asked, looking over at Fig with a grin. “Sure you didn’t cut your knuckles off of those sharp cheek bones?”

“What happened?” Agnes asked, finally taking note of some of the light bruising that was around Figaro’s knuckles. It wasn’t bad, just a dark pink color. Nothing to be concerned about but there had obviously been some sort of altercation. “Wait, did you get in a fist fight at the party? You?”

“Yeah, me, what are you saying?” Figaro asked, getting defensive. She was finished playing with her food, which she had been doing more than eating it, and started to actually put it on her fork like a normal person. Less fun, but also less time consuming. “You think that I wouldn’t punch someone in the face?”

“Not just someone,” Munro sang.

“Who?” Agnes asked.

“Your brother,” Figaro shrugged. “I mean, you gotta know that he’s a real douche-canoe sometimes. And he deserved it.”

“Oh God - did he hit on you?”

“Fuck no, he wasn’t desperate enough for that,” Figaro said, and continued before Agnes could try to refute that and try to say something nice about her. “Did you know that it was him that started that whole Killer Queen B-S? He called Summer that again. Not sure that she heard but man, what an ass.”

“No, I didn’t know. You did the right thing then,” Agnes said with a nod.

“Surprised it wasn’t the boyfriend that did it,” Munro added in. “Or that she would even get upset over it anymore. Delta and the tall guy go jumping off a tower and everyone’s forgotten that River actually killed people.”

“He had a name, Frank Skellington,” Agnes said, glaring at the boy. “And it was more than just some suicide story. They were more than just the suicide kids. I’ve heard a lot about Delta, and she wasn’t who you guys think that she was.”

“Besides,” Fig cut in. “You didn’t see the way that Summer was when all of that shit was going down. People were calling her names, vandalizing her house. I met her just before all of this was happening and people were even warning me off in front of her. Humans, they’re the worst kind of people.”

“They’re the only kind of people.” Munro said, but nodded, agreeing with Fig. “I got the feeling River didn’t like me much.”

“You tried to tell Summer what to do, you rude ass hoe,” Fig said, calmly, finishing her meal then picked at her teeth with her fingernails. “Course he isn’t going to like you. Right in front of him too.”

“You’re bold.” Agnes said, not sure if that was a good thing or not.

“Yeah, well, we all know she’s not much of a drinker,” Munro said, looking for back up. Fig just looked down at her tray and Agnes drank her apple juice. “Damn, I didn’t know I’d end up being friends with Laveau groupies.”

“Hey,” Agnes protested. “We’re definitely not groupies. Not like you, always going to the principal’s office to oogle the Headmistress.”

“Why would she put her tits out there if she didn’t want people to look?”

Agnes and Fig connected eyes, then in unison, rolled them. “Alright, I’m out, I’ve got track and I’ve got to start my stretching.”

“Is it wise to run after just eating?” Agnes asked.

“Are you going to barf?” Munro looked hopeful.

“Nah, I got it all out of my system when I saw your face this morning,” Figaro said, flicking Munro’s forehead. “See you later.”

“Later,” Agnes and Munro both said. A silence grew across the table, as they avoided eye contact with one another, unsure at what to say.

“You alright? Your dad was being a pretty big asshat.” Munro finally asked. There had been that tension around Agnes since she had come back to school. And knowing that he had overheard some of the conversation had brought that tension into their friendship.

“Yeah,” Agnes said with a nod. “I just ..  have to be a good girl for a little while. Then it’ll blow over.”

“But you are a good girl,” He asked, confused. “Just being yourself. What more could he want from you?”

“Ask him yourself, I don’t have the answers. I’m going to go too. I’ve got a test coming up.”

“Yeah, sure,” Munro said. She left without a goodbye and he watched her go, eyebrows furrowed, arms crossed. He had his own tensions that he held in his arms and shoulders, feeling like they were going to stiffen up and get sore at any time. Things didn’t feel right with anyone right now. Summer hadn’t returned his text when he asked her if she wanted to meet up this week. The party had changed a lot of things, for a lot of people.

[lishangjr]

text ✉️= emli

Li: Hello, Emmett! I have some exciting news, or at least, it's exciting to me lol. I've decided I really want to ask Summer Skellington out on a proper date. Now, given that you know her fairly well, I was hoping you could help me pick the perfect venue. Then who knows? If there's a date #2 maybe, we could even double.

[aestheticxvalentine]

There is a rad Halloween summer party this Sat. I just found out about so I was browsing costumes on Party City & found a Jack Skellington costume for $45 (with a code I got for signing up for Party City texts). Costume was set to ship July 19, Friday. Perfect. I move to the next screen and suddenly nope, they changed it, it's Monday the 22nd. Tf.

Why. Why am I led on like this.

[khadij-al-kubra]

Recuérdame

Pairing: Prinxiety

Warning: Some swearing, near-panic attack, implied hanky-panky

Word Count: 3733

Summary: Virgil and Roman have been in a steady relationship for two years. It’s been some of the happiest times in Virgil’s life, but with Roman flying off to college all the way in New York soon, he is worried if they’re love will survive the long distance. So Roman reassures him in the best way he knows how.

Author’s Note: Okay, so I’ve wanted to write a Prinxiety piece for a while and finally got a good idea for one after @altruistic-skittles and @queer-human-being talked about Roman speaking in Spanish. Despite being half Nicaraguan myself, I am sadly not that fluent in Spanish. So to all of my fellow Latino readers/bloggers I hope I got the translation accurate and do you proud. I hope you enjoy this one-shot fluff. 

As always leave a comment if you have any feedback or constructive critiques on the writing. I am always looking to improve.

AO3

This was definitely Virgil’s favorite thing to do with his boyfriend (well, his favorite PG thing anyways). Just lying on the couch together in their PJs, eating snacks, and staying up late watching Disney movies. Tonight’s selection was one of their favorites, Lilo and Stitch. Roman, being the lovable cheese-ball that he was, wore his Stitch t-shirt and red sweatpants. Virgil of course was in his favorite purple flannel pants and Jack Skellington shirt. He snuggled back into Roman’s chest, soaking in the warmth his boyfriend radiated.

Enjoy it while it lasts Virgil. You won’t get to do this for a long time. No more cuddling on the couch, no more sarcastic teasing, no intimate nights in bed, no tender moments...

Since his parents were out of town Virgil had the house to himself (yeah, his Dad and Ren were actually pretty cool), so he’d invited Roman to spend the weekend together. It was the last week of summer break before college started and Virgil was dreading the end of it. By tomorrow afternoon Roman would be on a plane to New York for his orientation week. Roman would be going to acting school there and Virgil would stay behind in Florida attending community college.

He knew it was the right thing. Going to college out of state would’ve been too much for his anxiety and Roman was meant for more. He had such big goals, so many dreams to follow. The guy had gotten offered a full ride scholarship to the NYU TISH School of Performing Arts for crying out loud! Not only would Roman have been an idiot to turn it down, but Virgil would be a pretty crappy boyfriend if he let him.

He and Roman agreed that they were going to give the long distance thing a try. Their best friends had both come up with a list of ways to help too. Logan made a Skype schedule for them to follow that wouldn’t be too hard on their sleep habits (not that Virgil got much sleep anyways with his insomnia) but also gave them time to themselves. And Patton had suggested they go old school and write letters to each other weekly because it was ‘more intimate’ than just plain old texts, and it prevented the pitfall of excessive communication. They also found the cheapest prices and dates for flights between Florida and New York so they could take turns visiting during breaks. Virgil was touched by the effort, but he still couldn’t shake the fears that clouded his mind. He was more than willing to make it work and knew that Roman was too…

…But what if they grew apart despite their efforts to stay together? What if Roman got too busy with school and theater for Virgil? What if the long distance proved to be too much for them to handle, especially Virgil. What if Roman met someone more interesting and cheated on him? No! Roman never was and never would be the cheating type. But then what if Roman wanted to be with someone else but still stayed with Virgil and grew to resent him for it? What if they forget how much they care for each other? How were they supposed to remember if they wouldn’t see each other everyday, couldn’t hug or kiss or—

“Virgil darling, breathe!” said Roman.

The negative thoughts had snuck up on him so quickly. He only now realized how small his lungs felt. Oh great, his stupid anxiety was going to ruin their last night together! Suddenly Roman’s face was in front of him, the edges bleary. He heard Roman telling him to copy his breathing. In for 4, hold for 7, out for 8. In for 4, hold for 7, out for 8… Pretty soon he could feel his lungs again, see more clearly. After dating for so long Roman knew how to bring Virgil back from the brink. He swallowed down a big gulp of air.

“Feeling better?” Roman asked as he stroked his hair soothingly.

“Yeah…thanks Ro,” said Virgil. “That would’ve been a bad one.”

“Do you need a glass of water or something?”

“Nah…I’m okay now. Let’s just…get back to the movie.”

“Oh no you don’t. We’re going to talk about this first.” Roman picked up the remote and put the film on pause.

“I’m fine Roman. Seriously. Let. It. Go.”

“No, I am not going to ‘Let it Go’ ice queen,” Roman crossed his arms. “You nearly had a panic attack just now and I doubt it was from Lilo getting kidnapped by Captain Gantu. Something’s been on your mind all night, don’t think I haven’t noticed. So please Virge, talk to me. What’s troubling you?”

“You’re not gonna let this go, are you?”

“Do I ever?”

Virgil sighed. He just wanted to have one last perfect night with his love. But Roman was right. Talking it out did help sometimes, and since this had to do with their relationship, Roman deserved to know.

“It’s just…I’ve been thinking about…how this is gonna be the last night we’ll be together for a long while. And how—I mean—this is—we’re—argh!”

“You’re still worried about us being long distance.”

“More like scared shitless but yeah.”

“I understand, and that’s okay. Know why? Because we are going to stay together. Yes, this is a big change but it’s one that we can control. We’ll call and Skype and even try Patton’s idea of writing letters. Long distance relationships are hard but not impossible if true love is on its side.” Virgil rolled his eyes but Roman the romantic was undeterred. “Just look at my parents. Mom was all the way in San Francisco while Ma was over here, and look at them now. They made it work and so can we!”

“Until you find someone better than me.”

Shoot! Virgil hadn’t meant for that to slip out. But it was out there now. Ah geez, Roman must hate him for sure. Virgil couldn’t look him in the eye, didn’t deserve to.

“Virgil Burke, look at me,” Roman said, tilting Virgil’s chin up. “What do you see?”

“A big idiot?” asked Virgil teasingly.

“Your boyfriend.”

“Same thing.”

“And I think it’s fair to say that I, your boyfriend, am quite the catch, right? After all I’m talented, charming, handsome, popular, and it’s no secret that I caught many an eye back in high school. Frankly I could probably have any man I wanted—

“Get to the point Princy, ‘cuz so far this ain’t cheering me up!”

“My point is…I could easily be with someone else, but I’m not because you’re the only man I ever want to be with. My heart belongs to you.” To emphasis this, Roman took Virgil’s hand and held it over his heart. “I am yours and you are mine. Nothing and no one will ever change that. I won’t let it! And I know that you won’t either Virgil because you protect the things you love, including us. Remember that! Alright?”

As much as his anxiety kept telling him otherwise, he knew Roman was right. They’d already lasted longer as a couple than Virgil ever dared to hope they would. If they’ve come this far together, then maybe they could get through this next chapter as well. He looked up at Roman’s warm smiling face, saw the tenderness in his eyes, and somehow it was enough to mitigate the fears, at least a little bit.

“Alright,” said Virgil, hugging him around the waist. “Thanks babe.”

“Any time, my dark and stormy knight.” Roman hugged him back. “In fact…this is a perfect segue. Be right back!”

Roman let him go and practically leaped off the couch as he rushed into Virgil’s room down the hall. What the heck was that drama king up to? Still, Virgil couldn’t help but smile and shake his head. He was gonna miss his boyfriend’s spontaneity. He heard Roman exclaim aha from the other room and then he was back, carrying Virgil’s black acoustic guitar.

“I have a surprise for you. It’s something I’ve been working on for a while,” said Roman, sitting back down and positioning the guitar properly.

“Since when do you know how to play guitar?” he asked.

“Well, technically, I only know how to play one song. I’ve been teaching myself for the past month. Seriously, how do you deal with the blisters? My fingers have never hurt so much in my life!”

“Years of building up callouses Princy, no pain no gain.” In all seriousness though, Virgil was impressed. Not many people could learn a new instrument in a month.

“Yes, well, I wanted to give you something special. To show you how much…how much I love you, and that no amount of distance is going to change or make me forget that.”

No way. He was seriously about to be serenaded by Roman friggin’ Soldato?Virgil hadn’t even heard him play yet and already he was moved by the gesture.

“So. Ready to be wooed edge-lord?” Roman asked, wiggling his brows.

“Eh, I guess.” Virgil smirked at Roman’s offended scoff. “Kidding. Go ’head. Play that funky music white boy,”

Roman raised an eyebrow. “You know I’m half Puerto Rican, right?”

“Really? Huh.” That was news to him. Although it did explain how he knew Spanish. “What’s the other half?”

“Italian,” said Roman, adjusting the guitar clamp and testing the strings.

“Cool.” Even after two years together, Virgil was still learning new things about his boyfriend.  Roman never ceased to amaze him.

“Out of curiosity, what are you?”

“An abomination,” he said, referencing the movie they were watching.

“True, but you’re my abomination.” They both laughed.

“Alright, hit it…mi amor.”

He smiled shyly at his boyfriend, trying to hide the heat that showed so obviously on his pale face. Virgil was happy to see that Roman’s olive toned cheeks were a shade or two redder as well. It was nice when he got to make the flamboyant boy flustered once in a while. Roman smiled back at him so warmly and began to play. The intro was familiar to Virgil. It was the main song from Coco. They had just watched it together for the first time last month. Roman had been reduced to a blubbering mess. Virgil on the other hand…okay he’d cried too, but come on. You’d have to be totally heartless not to.

And then, Roman sang.

“Remember me

Though I have to say goodbye

Remember me

Don’t let it make you cry

For even if I’m far away I hold you in my heart

I sing a secret song to you each night we are apart”

He couldn’t help the sigh that slipped from his lips. Virgil really did love Roman’s singing voice. It was just so…lovely. It could belt out powerhouse notes like a thunderstorm, but also be as soothing as whispering wind through summer leaves. Whenever Virgil had a particularly bad panic attack, Roman gently sang to him afterwards, all while stroking his hair and holding him in those strong protective arms. It was one of Virgil’s favorite things.

“Recuérdame

Aunque tenga que emigrar”

Virgil smirked. “Show off.”

“You know you love it. Recuérdame

Si mi guitarra oyes llorar

Ella con su triste canto te acompañará

Hasta que en mis brazos tú estés

Recuérdame”

Yeah, he did love it. And Roman. So much it choked him up sometimes, how much he could feel for just one person. And to have that same amazing man who should’ve been way out of his league not only feel the same but now show it by serenading him in Spanish…Virgil would never figure out how he got so lucky. And he didn’t care. For once, Virgil wanted to just enjoy something without letting his anxiety spoil it.

In typical Roman fashion, he added a little improve guitar flare in the break. He hit a couple of sour notes, but played through it with a sheepish grin (too adorable) and went into the next part, getting more of a groove into it.

“Que nuestra canción no deje de latir

Solo con tu amor yo puedo existir

Que nuestra canción no deje de latir

Solo con tu amor yo puedo existir

Recuérdame”

Virgil didn’t recognize this part from the film. Leave it to Roman to learn the full version of a Disney song, and in Spanish no less. Was there anything he couldn’t do?

“Si en tu mente vivo estoy

Recuérdame

Mis sueños yo te doy

Te llevo en mi corazón y te acompañaré

Unidos en nuestra canción

Contigo ahí estaré

Recuérdame”

Virgil didn’t know too much Spanish but he was able to understand a few of the words. It was something about Roman’s mind and heart. Like, he would carry Virgil with him wherever he’d go, even as far away as New York.

“Si sola crees estar

Recuérdame

Y mi cantar te irá a abrazaru

Aun en la distancia nunca vayas a olvidar

Que yo contigo siempre voy

Recuérdame”

Virgil felt Roman’s love for him pouring out of each note and guitar string, tugging at his own heartstrings. Felt Roman reassuring him through the song that they would always be in each other’s hearts. No amount of distance could change the bond they had. After all they’d been through, their love was too strong.

“If you close your eyes and let the music play

Keep our love alive, I’ll never fade away

Cierra tus ojos y que la musica fluya

Deja que el amor viva, nunca me desmayaré

If you close your eyes and let the music play

Keep our love alive, I’ll NE-VER fade awaaaay!”

That last belt felt as if Roman had basically ripped his own heart out and shoved it into Virgil’s hands. Any doubts and fears he’d had about keeping their relationship alive long distance ended right there. Virgil swallowed the lump in his throat, yet the tears streamed silently down his cheeks. He noticed that Roman’s eyes were getting watery too. Yet ever the performer he held through as he came to the last verse, slowing the melody back down to a lullaby.

“Remember me

For I will soon be gone

Remember me

And let the love we have live on

So know that I’m with you the only way that I can be

Until you’re in my arms agaaain

Reee-mem-berrr…me.”

The guitar fell gracelessly from Romans hands onto the ground with a clank, but Virgil couldn’t give a damn. He immediately wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, holding tight as Roman sobbed into his shoulder. Little known fact: the popular princely actor was an ugly crier. Full on water works, puffy face, and runny nose. Virgil was one of the few people Roman let himself cry in front of and Virgil took that honor seriously. He rubbed soothing circles on Roman’s back, rocking him as the normally steady boy soaked his sleeve in tears and snot.

It took a minute or two for Roman to calm down. He squeezed Virgil’s arm to let him know he was better now. Virgil let him sit back up but used his thumb to wipe away the last few tears.

“I’m sorry,” said Roman with a sniffle. “I didn’t mean to r-ruin the song—or d-drop your guitar—it’s just—

“Shhh. It’s okay. Forget about that.”

“No, it’s not okay. I wanted this to be perfect! I just,“ Roman let out a shuddered breath. “I know we’ll be okay. I know in my gut that you and I are meant to have a happily ever after, but I’m still…so scared! Not just about us but everything! This is all so BIG, and as excited as I am about this new adventure I’m still terrified because what if I’m not good enough? What if I’m out-done by all the other amazing performers at that school? I mean for the love of Hamilton, this is NEW YORK for crying out loud! What if I can’t handle the pressure? And I won’t have you there to lean on or reassure me or tell me straight to my face when I’m being ridiculous or laugh with me about the stupid drama and silliness going on and I-I’m just going to MISS you so—

Virgil cut off his babbling boyfriend with a desperate kiss, pouring all the love and pride he felt for Roman into it. He felt the other boy practically melt into him, matching his kiss with equal fervency. When they pulled back Virgil cupped his face and looked Roman dead into those gorgeous hazel eyes he loved so much.

“You’re amazing. You’re strong. You’re gonna blow them all away, so don’t you dare for a second doubt that! I loved the song Roman, and I love you.”

Roman gave a shuddered smiled and leaned into Virgil’s hand, covering it with his own. “I love you too Virgil. So, so much!”

Virgil smiled at his words. Then he leaned forward to pepper Roman’s face with gentle kisses. One on each eyelid, then on each cheek, one on his forehead, and finally another kiss on the lips; He loved how soft those lips were. Roman leaned in to deepen the kiss. The passion of it sent shivers down Virgil’s spine, and when they broke away both were left breathless. Roman pulled him close and just held him.

No place in the world felt safer or more like home than in Roman’s arms. Virgil rested his head on Roman’s broad chest, heard his heartbeat. Ordinarily he found it relaxing but tonight, knowing that Roman would be on a plane flying far away from him tomorrow, it set his blood aflame. He mourned the loss of warmth as Roman released him to pick back up the guitar and lean it gently against the wall.

“So,” said Roman, picking back up the remote, “shall we finish the movie?”

Virgil took the remote control from his hand and turned the TV off completely. He tossed it onto the coffee table, stood up and grabbed Roman’s hand.

“Forget the movie,” he said. “I’ve got a better idea.”

If this was going to be their last night alone together for a while, then Virgil wanted them to spend it wrapped in each other’s arms. Roman seemed to get the message as he let himself be tugged behind by Virgil towards the bedroom.

“Ooh, I like this idea,” Roman said with a devilishly handsome grin.

“Princy, I’m about to give you a night you’re gonna remember for a looog time.”

* * * * *

Virgil stifled a yawn. He was exhausted from the night before, but it had been worth it. Except now there was no delaying the inevitable. Logan and Patton had come early in the morning to say goodbye as well. Logan was his usual stoic self, but Virgil swore he saw a tear in the corner of his eye behind those glasses as he clasped Roman’s hand. As expected Patton was a bawling mess, and Logan practically had to pry his boyfriend off of Roman. At least Virgil still had them. They could all miss Roman together.

They were in the back seat of the SUV (his moms had let Virgil come along) driving to the airport. All of the actor’s bags were in the trunk and Roman’s Ma was singing along to an old Santana song while his Mom drove. Neither of the to-be college boys had spoken the entire ride. There was nothing to be said that hadn’t already been expressed last night. Virgil just savored the sensation of them holding hands, their fingers laced and his head resting in the crook of his boyfriend’s shoulder. Roman gave his hand a gentle squeeze and he smiled.

They got to the airport with the usual insanity and traffic. When they got to just outside of the security check, the farthest they could go without a ticket, the Soldato family said their goodbyes. Roman was sniffling just as much as his Mom, while his Ma practically squeezed the life out her son with one of her famous pick-up-off-the-ground-bear hugs (Virgil’s ribs had suffered it once or twice before). Afterwards they gave Virgil and Roman some privacy to say their own goodbyes.

“Well…this is it,” said Roman, gripping his suitcase handle. “Into the unknown.”

“Yeah,” said Virgil, tugging at the sleeve of his patchwork hoodie. “Call me as soon as you land, alright?”

“I will.”

“And make sure you check your dorm for bed bugs. It is New York after all.”

“Ew, but I shall.”

“And I know it’s like a right of passage or whatever but don’t go eating from the hot dog carts. You don’t know what kind of toxic crap they make ‘em with.”

“Well now you sound like Logan.”

“How dare you,” he deadpanned. “Seriously though Ro. Take care of yourself.

“I will. And you too Virge,” Roman smiled. “Don’t go skipping meals while I’m not there to remind you to eat.”

“Now you sound like Patton.”

They both laughed. God he loved Roman’s laugh, so warm and full of life. It won’t be the last time you hear it, he told himself. You’ll be together again soon and talk even sooner than that. They gave each other one last hug, holding onto each other for dear life. Then Roman leaned down to kiss him and Virgil kissed back with all the love he felt. They broke apart, foreheads touching, and just stayed that way for a while.

“Recuérdame Roman,” Virgil whispered.

“Para siempre mi corazón,” Roman whispered back.

Finally they let go. Roman did still have a flight to catch. He grabbed his suitcase and trudged to the security line, turning to blow one final kiss at Virgil. He waved back, smiling at his beloved boyfriend before turning to go. It took everything he had not to turn around and run back to Roman, but he had to, for both of their sakes.

Yes, it would be hard being apart, but they’d be okay. They would make it work and their relationship would stay just as strong, if not grow stronger. No matter how much Virgil’s stupid anxiety tried to tell him otherwise, no matter how far away or busy Roman might be for a little while, no matter the fears, nothing could make them forget how much they loved each other.

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