Thomas has always shipped Roman and Virgil together. So he asked Virgil what his type in guys was. And it went like this,
"Hey Virge." Thomas greeted the youngest side.
"Hi," Virgil answered, putting his phone down. "What's up?"
"Just a question, what's you type in guys?" He asked.
Virgil smirked with a small blush, "Stupid. Roman asked what side his lung was on and now I think about kissing him every time I see him." Virgil answered one again.
Thomas busted out laughing, "O-Oh ok. Thanks Virge."
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Prinxiety one-shots
FanfictionJust a bunch of prinxiety one shots. I take requests. No smut! Mostly fluff, some angst I don't own cover art! Credits to does!
