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“Oh, come on! Let’s watch Newsies!”
Roman’s face beamed in excitement looking to Virgil,
“If we watch a musical, you’ll just sing every word yourself.” Virgil pointed out, letting out a small huff as he crossed his legs and arms sitting on the couch.
“That’s the best part,” Roman winked and Virgil felt a soft blush spread across his cheeks.
“Fine,” he sighed, “but if you expect me to sing with you, you’re wrong.”
“We’ll see, my damsel in constant distress,” Roman chuckled.
So there they were, sitting on the couch, Virgil snuggled up to Roman as they started the movie (Broadway version of course). They had their snacks and drinks, ready to just sit there together for hours.
Just as Virgil predicted, his dashing prince began citing almost every other line, while trying to sing every part of the songs. With his head right on his chest, Virgil could tell when certain notes took a lot of air, but mostly when Roman sighed dramatically after every song, huffing to catch his breath, always making Virgil at the very least crack a smile.
He was sure Roman would hate it if he knew he wasn’t even paying attention to the movie, only focusing on how warm his boyfriend was. He kept snuggling closer, almost to where he was sitting on his lap, his arms wrapped around his torso.
Why the hell did he smell this good?
Virgil buried his face into Roman’s chest making the Prince chuckle.
“What?” Virgil asked, his face peeking up to Roman’s.
“Nothing,” Roman replied, “you’re just so cute.”
He finished by placing a small kiss on Virgil’s forehead making him hide his face again.
He friggin’ loved forehead kisses.
Roman smiled and reached up to tangle his fingers in Virgil’s hair, slowly running his hand through the purple locks. Virgil melted into the touch before he heard a soft gentle voice in his ear.
“Let me go. Far away. Somewhere they won’t ever find me, and tomorrow won’t remind me of today… And the city’s finally sleepin’…And the moon looks old and grey. I get on a train that’s bound for Santa Fe…”
Virgil knew Santa Fe wasn’t the most romantic song, but it was still so sweet to hear Roman sing it while he held him close. He wasn’t belting the song out in his usual manner, especially for this song, but he wasn’t. That confused Virgil, he didn’t get why Roman was so gentle with his voice all of the sudden, but then a little peck on his cheek made him see that it was for him.
It was all for him, this whole date. Sure Roman picked the movie, but Virgil was in charge of this whole night. He picked the snacks, the drinks, Roman even gave him the remote so if it was too loud, he could turn the volume down.
Roman was treating him like the Prince, taking all of his thoughts into consideration. Usually, all of their dates were extravagant, like a recreation of Cinderella’s ball, or even a magic carpet ride throughout the mindscape. This date was pretty lackluster compared to all the others, and it’s all because Virgil would prefer a quiet night in over any over-the-top evening. It was… Perfect.
So perfect that he wanted to…
Virgil picked up his head and shifted around to bring his face to Roman’s. It was such a bold move that even Roman was blushing, both of them got lost in the moment before being yanked away by a soft clank.
“What was that?” Roman asked a little pout coming to his lips when Virgil got up off the couch.
Somehow Virgil’s foot had knocked over his drink, making chocolate milk spill all over the floor and part of the couch.
“I- I’m so sorry I-…” Virgil’s breath hitched as he slowly backed away.
“Hey hey…” Roman stood glancing at the mask then looking to Virgil, “it’s oka-”
He couldn’t get the words out before Virgil ran off, locking himself in the bathroom.
Look what you did. How could you fuck up so bad? He’s so mad. He’ll hate you. He hates you.
Virgil was always walking on thin ice, his relationship with Roman was so new, only about 2 months. He knew if he did one thing wrong he would mess it all up.
That’s it. Say goodbye. You just had to try and kiss him. You didn’t even ask. You selfish ass-
“Virge? Virgil, honey, please open the door. It’s okay.”
He had lost track of time, he had no idea how long he’d been in there, but Roman sounded… Worried.
Why was he worried? I messed up…
No, no, it’s a trick. He just wants to kick you out.
“Virgil!”
He flinched, whipping his head around to see himself in the mirror. His eyeshadow was streaking down his face, his chest felt so tight he thought it was gonna burst. He sniffled whipping his eyes on his sleeves, letting black smears spread down his cheeks.
“What?” He croaked softly.
“Just… Open the door? Please? It’s okay, I can clean it up.”
Roman was met with silence.
“Virgil please, everything’s okay, I promise.”
A few long, and painfully silent seconds ticked by before he heard the door unlock from the other side. Taking this chance, Roman slowly cracked the door open peeking inside.
“Virge?”
His eyes fell onto his boyfriend, sitting on the floor curled up in a ball. Roman cocked his head to the side before kneeling down next to him, smiling gently.
“You know the term, "don’t cry over spilled milk”, right?“
That made Virgil chuckle ever so softly making Roman’s heart smile. He took this as an invitation to sit next to him, wrapping his arms around his hunched over shoulders.
The TV was still on in the living room, loud enough for them to hear with the door open. The song beginning to play made Roman light up before petting Virgil’s hair like before, singing in a soft soothing voice.
”‘Til the moment I found you, I thought I knew what love was. Now I’m learning what is true, That love will do what it does. The world finds ways to sting you, And then one day, Decides to bring you, Something to believe in… For even a night… One night may be forever, But that’s alright, That’s alright. And if you’re gone tomorrow, What was ours, Still will be. I have something to believe in, Now that I know you believed, In me… Come on Virge, be my Jack.“
Virgil sniffled wiping his eyes so he can see Roman,
Oh boy, he’s not kidding.
He had that stupid goofy grin that Virgil loved about him, making him sigh, clearing his throat and resting his head on Roman’s shoulder.
"We was never meant to meet, And then we meet. Who knows why… One more stranger on the street, Just someone sweet passin’ by. An angel come to save me, Who didn’t even know he gave me, Somethin’ to believe in… For even a day… One day may be forever, But that’s okay, That’s okay. And if I’m gone tomorrow, What was ours still will be. I have something to believe in, Now that I know you believed in me…”
Roman beamed, jumping up and taking Virgil’s hand and helping him up as they sang together.
“Do you know what I believe in?… Look into my eyes and see…”
Roman couldn’t tear his eyes away from Virgil’s, his hands coming up to cup his cheeks. Before Virgil knew it his lips were met with Roman’s, sending a spark throughout his body.
When they finally pulled away both of their faces were bright red, just staring at each other in awe. Suddenly Roman snapped out of his daze, taking a deep breath.
“Oh my- I’m sorry, I didn’t think-”
He was cut off by Virgil bringing their lips together again, wrapping his arms around his neck and chuckling.
“Don’t be… And if I’m gone tomorrow…”
“What was ours still will be…”
“I have something to believe in… Now that I know you believed, In me.”
I have something to believe in… Now that I know you believed in me…