One's Hometown, One's New Home
Chapter Two: Coffee and Mothman
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Summary: Janus’ hometown is a usually quiet place where everyone knows everyone. So when someone new moves in, they’re usually the hottest topic of local gossip. The newcomer then comes by the library Janus works at, he can’t help but chat with him a little. Doesn’t hurt that he’s good looking as well.
Content Warnings: Cryptids mention, Mothman mention
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Janus walked into Dan’s Bean Stop the following Sunday, expecting nothing but buying a nice frappe. So, when his eyes fell on Virgil hiding away in one corner, sitting alone at his laptop, he was pleasantly surprised.
“Hello Janus! You’re looking well!” Dan, the owner, greeted as he stepped up to the counter. Dan’s son Evan had been in Janus’ class during school and they had been good friends. Janus had been to their house often enough for Dan to become a person he was comfortable around.
“I am, thank you. Enjoying the horrible weather on my day off.”
Dan chuckled at his obvious lie, there wasn’t a cloud in the sky today. “As you should! Now, what can I get you.”
“Caramel frappe, please.”
“To go or you sticking around a bit?”
Janus’ eyes wandered back over to Virgil, who hadn’t seemed to notice him despite Dan speaking rather loudly.
“I think I’d like to sit down a little bit.”
Dan raised his eyebrow. It was unusual for Janus to stay, though not unheard of.
“Got it. That’ll be four dollars.”
Janus paid and left Dan to prepare his drink. He gingerly stepped over to Virgil’s table, trying to be obvious enough about it so the other didn’t startle. His effort was in vain however, since Virgil was too absorbed in his laptop to notice his approach. Janus cleared his throat when he stood directly in front of him and Virgil jumped.
“Fucking shit,” he cursed, gripping at his chair. “Don’t sneak up on me.”
“I wasn’t sneaking! I even went out of my way to be noticeable. It’s not my fault you didn’t pay any attention to your surroundings,” Janus huffed and sat down. Virgil stared at him without blinking for a long moment and Janus noticed the dark bags under his eyes.
“You’re from the library, right?”
“You forgot me already, I’m hurt!” Janus declared dramatically, with his hand over his heart.
Virgil rolled his eyes but couldn't suppress a small smile. “I’ve met a lot of pushy people every day since I moved here, you’re not that special.”
“How curious. I was told I was ‘a special kind of guy’ all throughout college.”
“What do you want?” Virgil sighed, abandoning their banter.
“Simply some company for a drink. If you don’t want me here though, I will leave. I’m not trying to force myself on you.” Janus watched Virgil closely for his reaction and while he looked a bit torn for a moment, he finally shook his head.
“No, it’s fine. I should take a break anyway.” He underlined his statement by closing the laptop and Janus’ eyes fall onto a few stickers that hadn’t been as visible until that moment. The ones he found most interesting were a progressive pride flag and another that said ‘Be Gay, Do Crime.’
“What are you working on, if you don’t mind me asking?” he asked as Dan approached with his drink.
“Interrogating the new guy, Janus? Cut him some slack.”
“But how else will I find out if he’s a government spy? Mothman could be in danger!” Dan laughed loudly, pat Janus on the back and left them alone.
“Mothman? Really?” Virgil asked, amused.
“What? Don’t believe in cryptids? I would have guessed you the type that did.”
“Oh, I do believe in cryptids, especially Mothman, but there’s no way in hell he’s anywhere close to here.”
“And why is that?”
Apparently that little question opened the floodgates since Virgil’s eyes lit up and he started rambling about why the climate around their little town was not at all what Mothman would prefer. Janus sipped his latte and listened.
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“You know quite a lot about Mothman,” Janus stated when Virgil finally winded down almost ten minutes later.
“Yeah, well… I didn’t have many friends in school, so I did a lot of research.” Virgil seemed uncomfortable with the topic, so Janus didn’t pry further, though he did file away the bit of information to maybe bring up a later time when they’re more familiar with each other.
“I hope you can consider me a friend then.”
Virgil flushed lightly. “I’d like that. Thanks, Janus. I was really nervous about moving to a new place alone since I generally don’t have a great track record of making friends, so… yeah. Thanks.”
“You’re welcome, Virgil. I don’t know why you would have problems though. I think you are a very intriguing person to talk to, but I guess I’m just a better judge of character than most.”
“Oh, shut up,” Virgil muttered, his face getting redder. “I’m insufferable.”
“Right, an absolute pain to be around. That’s why I came to your table on my own accord and let you infodump about Mothman for ten minutes.” Janus rolled his eyes playfully and Virgil smiled.
“Sorry. I’ve been told I have a problem with self-deprecation.”
“No need to apologize. I will call you out on it, however. Annoy you until you stop.”
“Can’t wait,” Virgil said dryly and Janus laughed.
“Would you be open to come by for dinner sometime? I could use the company.”
“You live alone? I wouldn’t have pegged you the type.” Virgil raised an eyebrow, watching Janus intently. He in turn just shrugged.
“It just happened to work out that way. If you’d like to hear the story you could buy me another drink.”
“If you continue talking like that, it will sound like we’re on a date.”
“I wouldn’t mind that.”
Until that point, Janus hadn’t been seriously flirting with Virgil, even if he couldn’t deny that he was interested in him on a more than platonic level. It seemed that Virgil had a different opinion, as he suddenly went ridged and reached for his laptop.
“I think I have to leave now.”
“Wait, Virgil!” Janus stood as the other hurriedly got up and shoved his laptop in his bag. “I didn’t mean to upset you, I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine, you’re fine, I just— I have somewhere to be, excuse me.” He didn’t let Janus say another word before he quickly left the shop. Janus watched him through the glass front until he was out of sight.
Had he really misinterpreted their interactions that badly?
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Meet The Character: Virgil Graden
⚠️ Attention! This post is under construction and will be constantly edited until it is complete. Thank you for understanding! ⚠️
Alias: Anxiety
Species: Vampire
Gender: Demimale
Pronouns: He/him, they/them
Romantic/Sexual Orientation: Pan, demiromantic, demisexual
Age: 21 years old
Height: 5’2
Personality: Secretive, stubborn, hard-working, motivated, easily frustrated, distrusting, irritable, sarcastic, cautious, belligerent, fiery, innovative, responsible
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