Prinxiety The Prince and the Patient

Dont recognize you

Remys POV
I pull myself together and get up. I walk over to my suitcase and start rummaging through it.
"Cmon where is it.." I say quietly looking for them.
"Ah got em." I say and pull out a case. I open it and it's a normal pair of glasses.
Ugggh I hate these.
I put them on and my eyes feel better. I sigh and sit back down on my bed.
*knock knock*
"Go away!" I yell
"Remy it's Savannah can I talk to you?" Savannah asks from behind the door.
I get up and open the door. She looks nervous.
"What?" I say a bit harshly.
"Can I talk to you please? Just for a sec." she asks and I look at her for a second. I feel bad that she's got such a shit dad.
I open the door more allowing her to enter. She comes in and I shut the door behind her. I walk over to my bed and sit down.
"Come sit" I say patting the spot next to me.
She sits gingerly next to me.
"What did you wanna ask me?" I ask quietly. She looks quite upset.
"First I'm sorry about you glasses. My dads a Dick. You didn't deserve that." She says and fig-it's with her hands.
"It's not your fault." I say with a small smile.
"Second...umm.. how did your mom react when you told her that you..umm...." she stutters out.
"Gay?" I say finishing her sentence. She looks at me and nods.
"She was a little in shock but she said she would still love me. She was happy that she knew I could tell her anything. Why?" I ask looking at her. I see tears well up in her eyes. I just hug her and she immediately starts to cry.
"It's ok. I promise." I say to her and she starts to cry harder.
"Please don't tell Mark." She whispers and I hug her tighter and she starts to sob.
"I promise. I'll keep you safe." I say and she lets go from the hug. She wipes her eyes.
"You okay now?" I ask and she turns to me, smiles and nods her head.
"Thanks for letting me talk to you." She says softly.
"Anytime." I say with a smile.
Roman POV
I wake up and feel warm. It's nice. It feels safe. I slowly open my eyes to see me laying on Virgils chest.
"Wtf!" I yell sitting up immediately scaring him making him fall off the bed.
"Ow." I hear him say from the floor.
"Are you ok?!" I say looking over the side of the bed.
"I'm fine." He says sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
"AreyousureididntmeantoscareyouyouscaredmeandIpushedyou-" I start to ramble nervous that he's mad at me. He stands up and puts his hand over my mouth to get me to stfu.
"Roman I'm not mad. I was just surprised that's all. Please stop apologizing." He says looking right into my eyes. I feel my face turn bright red.
"I'm gonna move my hand. No more apologizing please." He says and I nod.
He moves his hand and I feel his hand move from my lips.
He looks at me I see him blush a little.
"How ya feeling?" He asks sitting back down next to me.
"I feel better. I don't know what that was about last night. Sorry." I say and bring my legs to my chest.
"Hey I said no more apologizing." He says laughing ruffling my hair.
I laugh. First time I've laughed in awhile.
He smiles at me.
He sits back down on the bed. It's awkward silence for awhile.
"You still tired?" He asks me and I shake my head no.
"You?" I ask and he looks at me with his beautiful brown eyes.
"Just a little." He says brushing the hair out of his eyes.
"You wanna watch something?" I say picking up the remote.
We just watched old horror movies. Virgil fell asleep a little while after I put the first one on.
I just sit there and think about everything that happened last night.
The vomiting, the passing out, Remy.
He was just trying to help your sorry ass.
I know...
You pushed him away.
I know.
You hurt him..
I know
The only person to show an ounce of care about you.
I know.
I'm sorry...

Remus POV
I wake up to a beam of sunlight hitting me in my eyes. I feel a weight on my shoulder. I look over and see Dante sleeping soundly. His hat is laying on the couch. His hair is a super light blonde, almost white. He starts to stir in his sleep.
"Good morning." I say and he smiles softly. I feel my whole face go bright red. Fuck I'm gay.
"Good morning." He says smiling a bit.
"I-I-I like your hair." I say trying to calm him down a bit.
He looks at me with a red face and immediately puts his hat on.
"Thanks I hate it." He says embarrassed.
"What? I love it. It's pretty." I say taking his hat off and ruffling his hair. He smiles at me with a red face.
I think I'm in love.