Prinxiety Oneshots

I don't know what to call this

Virgil and Remus were in the kitchen. Roman was in the living room watching some Disney. Roman smiled.

Virgil slapped his hand on the counter, "That's it I'm killing him!" he said.

"Or, you could man up and tell him you like him instead," Remus said.

"...but killing him would be so much easier," Virgil signed, sitting down.

Remus started laughing.

"What's so funny?" Roman asked, walking into the kitchen.

"Nothing," Virgil hissed through his teeth, kicking Remus.

"Yeah nothing," Remus said unconvincingly. Roman raised his eyebrow. "Virgil just said something about killing someone."

Virgil kicked Remus again, "shut up."

"I doubt Virgil could kill someone," Roman said, then backtracked when he saw the way Virgil was looking at him. "Not that you couldn't if you wanted to. It's just doesn't seem like a thing you would actually do."

"Whatever," Virgil said, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets.

"I gotta go," Remus said, "Later Brother. Later Virgin."

"I told you not to call me that," Virgil said, kicking Remus again.

"I do what I want," Remus said, leaving.

"Um, do you want to watch Disney with me?" Roman asked.

"Uhh, sure," Virgil said standing up. He and Roman went to the living room.

-time skip-

Roman felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked down to see that Virgil fell asleep. He smiled lightly. He paused the movie and carefully picked Virgil up. He carried Virgil to his room. He pushed Virgil's door open and laid him on the bed. When he went to leave he felt something pull on his sleeve. When he looked down he saw Virgil's hand.

"Don' go," Virgil mumbled.

"I guess I can stay," Roman chuckled. 

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