The Prince, The Gangster, The Teacher, And The Poet (Sander Sides Fanfic)

Chapter Thirty Nein-The Pact

TW: ITS SO FLUFFY IM GOING TO DIE OH MY GODS. I wrote this in littlespace, and little me doesn't seem to understand about sadness and conflict, just so everyone is aware. This is one of the last chapters that I would consider 100% fluffy, next chapter is when we're getting to actually stuff! But the only trigger warning I would say is swearing.

"I had an idea," Logan started, looking to the group around the dancing fire. The sun had gone down about an hour before, but none of them had wanted to go to bed just yet.

"What's up?" Roman shifted, and now, everyone was looking at Logan. Logan cleared his throat.

"We're getting closer to the city." He said simply. "I just... this is going to sound very weird, but I would enjoy it if I could go to everyone and tell you all what I adore about you." His hands were fidgeting in his lap, and he looked up to the others.

"I'm in, but only if I can join you!" Roman announced, looking over to Patton and Virgil.

"That's so cute!" Patton squealed, before nodding. "And yeah! If you don't mind, I'll also join in with the compliments!" Virgil shifted.

"I mean... uh... yeah, I guess?" He moved a little closer to the fire, and Logan smiled, reaching one arm out. Virgil quickly scampered over to him, allowing Logan to pull him in.

"I want to go first!" Roman announced, before looking to the others. "If that's okay, Logan. I know it was your idea, but there's so much I want to say!" Logan laughed.

"Go ahead, Roman." 

"Patton!" Roman turned more fully towards Patton, and Patton grinned. "I love how energetic you are, and how loving you are all the time. You always try to put others first, and I find that so admirable." Patton made a soft awwing noise. "I love how powerful you can get, you know how to defend yourself and others, and I love your food, and I love it when you smile because it just lights up a room."

"Aww, Roman, that's so sweet!" Patton put a hand on his heart, and Roman's smile softened into something more dopey.

"It's all true." There was a moment of silence before Roman turned to Logan. "Logan, do you mind if I do you next?"

"Not at all."

"You're so fucking smart." Roman started, shaking his head. "I honestly don't know how someone like you exists, you're amazing in almost every way, you're sweet and careful, and a genius, and one of the best people I have ever had the pleasure of meeting." Logan's face grew hot, and he looked away. "I always feel safe with you around, and I just want you to know that we would probably all be dead if you weren't there to help us. So thank you."

"Ahem... uh... thank you, Roman." Logan was playing with the grass with his fingers, watching it carefully as if it would unlock some secrets of the universe.

"And Virgil," Virgil tensed a little. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, compliments just seemed to throw him off guard. He could deal with casual ones thrown around, but real genuine compliments always made him feel goey and soft, and while he didn't dislike the feeling (in fact, he usually enjoyed it, but that was something he would take to his grave) it always caught him off guard, no matter how prepared he was.

"Virgil," Roman repeated, completely relaxed as if the words would flow as naturally as a geyser. "I was taken with you the first moment I saw you. You didn't strike me as someone who would ever want to hurt another human being. You are one of the most thoughtful people I've ever met. You never say something without it being something someone needs to hear. And, might I add, you have the most beautiful eyes I think I have ever seen." Virgil sputtered for a few moments, before burying his face in Logan's shoulder.