Sanders Sides One-shots

Pins and Patches

I sighed as I stared at the gifts I have displayed on my desk. Valentines Day is tomorrow and I'm freaking out, a lot. Why? I'm the side of Romance, so why would Valentines Day freak me out? We do Valentines Day every year and it's fun and sweet. Well, it's because I actually like someone this year. I finally understand Thomas' hesitance. You can't do big grand gestures, like killing a dragon witch and marriage when you really like someone. I never understood why...of course, I didn't. But now, I do. It's because that stuff isn't...real... and when you like someone, you want them to know it's real. For me, it's easy to summon a dragon and kill it as a display of bravery. But that's a display of bravery (is it, though? I know nothing can hurt me). I need to give a display of love...

Of course, every side is getting something, it's just that...someone is getting something else, too. I've only ever felt love through Thomas...is it supposed to be this strong? This terrifying...and...painful? All I can think about is, "What if he says no?" 

I'm fully aware that I'm not well liked...by anyone. I don't know what'll happen if I can't have even this. I shake it off and grab the gifts for today and put them in front of the respective side's door before going to bed, myself.

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I knock on the door of the side I really want to be my valentine. He opens up and oh Eros he's hot. He's just woken up, his black hoodie falling around his gray shorts. His hair's a mess, right now, but he looks amazing with it. He looks semi surprised to see me and I just hope I'm not suspiciously red.

"What's up, Princey?" Virgil asks. 

I hold the box out to him, "Here..." and...and I don't know what happened. But all I could feel was fear. I thought he was gonna hate it the moment he knew it was from me. So I ran and hid in my room. Hoping he doesn't hate me anymore, now.

Virgil's POV

Princey just woke me up at 7 am, Valentines Day Morning, turned red, shoved a box in my hand, and ran away. Like- what the heck? I process what just happened before I open the box. As soon as I see what's inside, I feel my heart rate speed up and my face flush. He got me pins and patches...there's a pride flag patch, a Be More Chill pin, which makes me laugh a bit. There's a pin of an arm in a cast with the name Connor  written across it. There's a MCR patch and a Nightmare Before Christmas pin. I see a patch with noise canceling headphones and and Anxiety Awareness ribbon. I look closer and almost start crying. These are fucking hand made. He painted the buttons and sewed the patches! What the hell?

I pick up the note that's folded at the bottom of the box.

"Be more chill, you Emo-tional Wreck. Don't be like Connor. He was way too cute and deprived us of his beauty, don't do that. I feel stupid-....with love... yes.

Yes, I'm talking through musicals, I don't know what else to do. Is this how you feel all the time? When you want something so...so badly, but feel like if it goes wrong you'll never feel happiness again, so you don't want to risk it? I almost didn't give this to you, but then you pushed Thomas and I just...ugh. I couldn't be more of a coward than you, y'know?  

So, I like you, like a lot, and yeah, sorry. Be my Valentine?

I run out of my room and dash to Princey's. I forget about manners and knocking as I just enter and find him writing at his desk. I march over, pull him up, and just kiss him. I pull back to see his shocked and flustered face and it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

"You asked me out in Theater Kid, you hopeless thespian," I laughed.

"Y- You like...Dear Evan Hansen and Be More Chill."

"Mhm, I do. I like Michael, which is why you got me a Creeper patch."

He smiles a bit, so can you blame me for kissing him, again?

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Happy Almost Valentines Day