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Painting a Beauty (TSS Fae AU) 🌺 Anaroceit

Request: "As for requests, may I see some Anaroceit(Virgil/Roman/Janus) content with Janus and Roman just obliterating Virgil with compliments?" ~ KorruptBrekker on ao3!

TW: panic/fear, arguing/bickering (playful context)

cw: food, Janus (sympathetic), Patton (sympathetic, in for a moment), Remus (mentioned) cursing, teasing, possessiveness

please let me know if there's anything that has to be added to the tws&cw's, i was very tired when i wrote them. i was an idiot and posted this to ao3 at like 3 am so uh yeah sorry you're getting this five hours later :/

enjoy!

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Roman had to be honest, he didn't know what he was getting into when he agreed to keep V. Don't get him wrong, he was very happy that he was around- but it was just so... different with him there.

Roman and the Duke couldn't just mess around and spar all day without planning in advance, he couldn't construct and deconstruct anything without warning V first, he couldn't even create the fields anymore without talking to J. While he wished he could do all the things he used to, waking up every morning and wandering into the kitchen to see V sitting on the counter eating a piece of toast with Pat nearby was all worth it. Anything was worth it with V.

Every day Roman would walk to the lake for maintenance and foraging and see V sitting by the shoreline. Roman would smile when he would carefully dip his fingertips into the water or pick up a rock and fiddle with it. More than once has Roman considered painting the scene. He knows J would most likely poke fun at him for it- but he couldn't be bothered to care. It wasn't like J didn't want a painting of V just as much as he did.

Okay yeah, it was a bit creepy but come on. V was the most adorable thing he'd seen in ages. He deserved to be immortalized in art to truly capture his beauty. Roman wanted to paint every beautiful imperfection and line every cutting edge that V had. He wanted to paint him in any circumstance; relaxing, cooking, eating, sleeping- he didn't care. V was just always so endearing.

Roman had fallen fast and hard for V and he was far from ashamed or embarrassed to admit it. Sometimes he wanted to hold V's face and just tell him everything was okay. Every day he walked by Roman wanted to push a piece of his hair out of his face and see him blush oh so beautifully. Roman swore to himself that one day he'd paint V.

He'd spoken to the Duke about it on one of their adventures only to get passive-aggressively pushed off with a small joke-like mutter of 'at least he pays attention to you'. He did feel bad for his brother not getting as much attention as everyone else from V, but they both knew exactly why. Roman was the most... put together half of the twins for lack of better phrasing. As much as he loved his brother, he wasn't sure he was quite ready to share V with him. V was his; well, V was technically everyone's but that was beside the point. His brother tended to break things he would borrow. Roman may have been second to arrive but by the gods, he would not be the first to leave V.

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"Good afternoon, beauty," Roman waved from where he was sat at the lake as V walked to the lake. He raised his eyebrow as V sat down a few feet away from him, putting a basket down next to him.

"Is there anything you are interested in doing today?" V shrugged and kept his face neutral as he reached into the shallow water and pulled out a pebble. Roman strained his ears to hear what V was saying but despite his efforts, couldn't hear him.

"Could you repeat that, little one?" Roman put a hand in the water and felt around before pulling out a smooth piece of purple sea glass. He looked at it for a moment before extending his hand to V.