Sanders Sides Oneshots 🍂

Nothing Special, Really🌹Analogical

TW: N/A (please tell me if there are any)
CW: Cursing, Implied Sexual Content (Fades To Black x2), Crying (Happy)

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It had been a split-second decision when he had proposed to Virgil; he didn't even have a ring on hand at first. That didn't mean he regretted it- god no, he could never.

They had just woken up. The sun wasn't even up and Logan's alarm hadn't gone off quite yet. They had at least half an hour to do whatever they wished before they finally had to get on with their days.

Of course, Logan wouldn't propose on just any day, that would be far too boring. It was their five-year anniversary, long-awaited by the two as they had planned this day for months. Well, not the proposal- that was supposed to be a surprise from Logan to Virgil.

The scene was like any other at one o'clock in the morning- no, Logan will not get over it, he had classes later that day. Virgil had woken up only a few minutes after Logan, the latter having had turned on a book light and accidentally shone it directly in the former's face. He had been peeved for a moment, yes, but Logan quickly calmed his whining by burying his hand in his hair. It was only when Virgil had realized what day it was that he shot upwards in bed and whipped his head excitedly to his boyfriend.

"So what'd you get me for our anniversary?" He teased, putting a hand on top of Logan's book and pushing it down to force his attention. Logan held back a smile and rolled his eyes, leaning forward and kissing Virgil gently.

"I'll give it to you later; I imagine we're still on for stargazing?"

"Yes, but what if I wanted it now?" Virgil pouted- adorably, Logan may add.

"I don't know, I feel like you'd want it later."

"Oh? So you know what I want?"

"I sure hope so," Logan laughed somewhat nervously, trying to pull his book back up.

Virgil stuck out his bottom lip and plucked the book out of Logan's hands, carefully closing it so that the cord of the book light marked the page before placing it to the side and crawling over him. Leaning down, Virgil brushed his lips against Logan's and gently took his bottom lip between his teeth.

"What if we made a trade, hm?" He adjusted his position to firmly place his knee between Logan's legs and his hips against his upper thigh, "An early present for an early lay? Sound like a good trade?"

"You tell me Mr. Financial Anyalist," Logan teased, his breath cutting short as Virgil ground his knee against his crotch, "Fuck."

"I take one financing class, calm yourself," Virgil rolled his eyes, "And for your information, it is an amazing one-of-a-kind offer by none other than your wonderful boyfriend."

"One-of-a-kind? Pity, I was hoping for future offers like this." Logan moved his leg, forcing a groan from Virgil's lips.
"There's never going to be a transaction if you don't hurry up," Virgil pulled himself off of Logan's leg and leaned back with an expectant gaze. The man in question huffed with a barely stifled grin.

"Well, I can't exactly give you the ring here now can I?" Logan stuck out his tongue and smiled as his boyfriend rolled his eyes.

A few seconds went by as the words settled in the air, a look of realization dawning over Virgil's face as he looked down at Logan with gradually widening eyes. He gaped his mouth open and closed like a fish before fisting both of his hands in Logan's shirt and pulling him upwards to slam their lips together.