"It's Complicated"

Time Together

I've had this sitting and waiting to be published for months. Sorry loves, I haven't been on this app much lately and school started and second semester isn't great for me, but I'm alright. I'm kinda sliding out of my Sanders Sides obsession, but I still enjoy it and I still plan to continue the stories I started, even if it takes a while to find the motivation to write. Though I'm curious, would you guys be interested if I posted original work? I have one I've been trying to work on, but world building is hard, and I have an original one shots book, but no one reads those. And I'll work on getting my first podfic out of one of my stories! I have the channel set up, I just need to finally record something which is difficult because I don't like when my family hears me speaking when I don't want them to. Anyway, enjoy and sorry for the unexpected and unannounced haitus

This is chapter 11, I need to remember how to move the chapters around

Virgil sat on the bed that wasn't his. It felt weird. It's strange; his old house never felt like his, but his room always did. Now, he feels like a complete stranger in every sense of the word. He's too scared to unpack, it feels... invasive? He will eventually, most likely...but...he still feels like a guest- though supposedly, he's gonna be making this his home.

His home...?

He doesn't even like Janus. He still can't tell if that feeling is mutual. (It probably is.) And how great can his dad be if he got divorced? (Mutual, or not, what'd the man do?)

He groaned as he looked through his clothes. He'll wait a month; if they still want him here, then he'll unpack. Pretty soon, Virgil's supposed to be meeting Janus' dad, which terrifies him.

Adults are scary, man. Especially when you're supposed to be living with one. He pulls out his nice hoodie and puts it on- it's a nice eggplant purple with silver accents. No wacky designs. He put it on over a ripped black shirt (obviously, the rips have fabric under them.) He finds it strange that he's here alone, as he runs the pick through his hair. Janus checked on him only once to tell him about dinner, then left. He'd try to look for him, but he's too scared to leave the room.

Going back over to the bed, he finds his phone blowing up with texts.

Princey ❤️: How is it~~~??????
Princey ❤️: I hope he's nice to yiu! He better be...
Princey❤️: Tell him that I have a sword 🗡️
Princey ❤️: Don't be a hermit. Try and befriend him, it'll make this and school so much better 🙈
Princey ❤️: Remus says that he's really nice, even if he tends to be sarcastic and cranky. He's really bitter when it's cold❄️, but that's the weather's fault- just give him a blanket
Princey ❤️: Remy just told us- he likes to act tough, but if you convince him to drink some hot coaco in front of you, he's a complete softy. Marshmallows and whipped cream are always welcomed.
Princey ❤️: Rem's making me some, now :)

Princey ❤️: He said his dad is really chill and open minded. So, try not to be too nervous, he's really supportive about most things! You'll be great! Don't worry!

-Wish he had a choice. The whole anxiety thing doesn't help, much.

Stormy Knight: Thx, Princey. Ik, I'm trying. But, trusting Ree is a dangerous choice. I'll try to relax, tho

Princey ❤️: Ty, luv! I'm so proud over you ^w^
Princey❤️: of*

Stormy Knight: 💜 gtg food.

Princey ❤️: :)

Virgil turned his phone off, his mood considerably better. He messed with his hair a bit, then peeked out of his bedroom, the dread fighting to pull him back. He's doing this for Roman. He steps out from behind the door, feeling very exposed as he did so. He creeped his way to the kitchen and caught Janus setting the table. Virgil cleared his throat to alert him of his presence. Janus stopped and turned to look at him.