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Evening snack

Type: Human Au

Ship: platonic moxiety

Genre: uhhh.... cute?

Virgil walked slowly down the stairs. It must've been between midnight and 4 am... he wasn't sure. He had checked his phone at least twice on the way out of his room and down to the living room, but the information didn't seem to be retained in his brain.

It was probably what happened when you stayed 36 hours awake. Well- to be fair, the past few days he had technically slept, but the Emo wasn't sure if 5 30-minute naps through the past 3 days counted as sleeping. It was starting to affect him tho, which was a bit preoccupying. Not sleeping was making his reflexes slower, his vision blurrier and his memory shorter.

The meds where to blame for all of this. His therapist recommended him a new set of them the last session. Soonly after, the insomnia appeared. Before, Virgil slept way too much, once being awake for only 6 hours. Now- well, the opposite really. It wasn't exactly fun since he wasn't used to all of this free time. It wasn't like he was going to tell any of his roommates- God knows the fuss they'll make over this. The meds did help with his anxiety and depression, so it wasn't that big a deal... If the situation didn't change for the next week, Virgil would consider telling Emile about it. If not... well, a little restlessness wouldn't hurt anyone

With those thoughts in mind, Virgil entered the kitchen, only to be blinded by the fridge's light. The man blinked, both trying to get used to the brightness and to try and figure out who the fuck was awake at those unholy hours of the night. Just as his eyes were starting to adjust, the light died; the person must've closed the door, which was confirmed by the soft noise of the door clicking. Immediately after, a high-pitched squeal was heard. That voice could only belong to 1 person: Patton

"Virgil!?" The shorter one questioned, his tone in-between a question and an exclamation, "What are you doing awake?"

"I could ask you the same question," Virgil replied, moving away from the door and sitting on the counter

"I asked first," Patton complained. After rubbing his eyes, Virgil finally noticed what Patton had in his hands: a bottle of milk, now set next to a bowl and a cereal box

"Are you making yourself breakfast? Isn't it too early for that?" Virgil pointed to the milk. The light was too dim, meaning that the Emo couldn't see the embarrassed blush which covered Patton's face

"More like an evening snack," He shrugged, trying to keep his voice calm, "You still haven't answered my question."

"I haven't slept for the past few somethings" Virgil replied, "Did get a nap a while back, idk when tho. Hbu?"

"'Haven't slept in the past few somethings?' What's that supposed to mean?" Patton questioned, getting closer to Virgil to check his temperature, "Are you sick?"

"What? No!" Virgil exclaimed, "I'm perfectly fine Pat, I think it's just the new meds. Nothing to worry about."

Patton took a step back, frowning, but decided to trust his friend's words, "If you say you're ok, I won't insist. But if you don't feel good, I want you to come immediately and tell me!"

"That does sound like insisting, but I'll let it slide. What are you doing up anyways? Wasn't expecting to find you around."

"Well kiddo... How do I put this-" Patton sighed, "I don't really sleep much... at all"

"Huh?"

"I have insomnia, Virgil," Patton explained, "I don't sleep more than an hour, maybe two normally, excepts the days where I'm lucky. I don't tend to have lucky days. So I make myself cereal!"

Patton smiled and held up his bowl. Now it was Virgil's turn to frown

"Ya know... in normal situations I would be like 'Oi Pat, that ain't healthy u should have told us because we care' or some shit, but that'll make me a hypocrite so let's leave it go, 'k?"

"Language," Patton murmured, "But deal! Want some cereal?"

"Yas! I'm starving!"

"Pass me another bowl and I'll make you some!" Patton smiled. Virgil jumped off the counter and grabbed one from the cabinet, giving it to Patton and waiting for his evening cereal to be made, which didn't take long.

The two sleep deprived friends ate their cereal in the light of a half-full moon, laughing at stupid jokes and making so much noise that it would've awoken their other two roommates if their sleep wasn't so heavy nor the walls so thick.

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Roman was awoken by Logan's alarm, just as he was every. single. fucking. morning. There was no way to make the nerd turn it off; he was too stubborn for that. An agreement had been set upon, resulting on the alarm being delayed five minutes. It barely made any difference.

The princely man stood up from his bed and stretched, going over to put on his robes over the pajamas he was wearing. It didn't surprise him to see Logan out of his room when Roman himself exited, altho his friend was already completely dressed. It was still a mystery how Logan was able to dress so fast in the morning. One would even think he went to sleep already wearing the polo, jeans, and tie, but that wouldn't explain how the clothes were absent of any trace of a wrinkle.

Both the men went down the stairs. Roman felt something absent. At first, he thought it might be the fact that Virgil wasn't following behind, but quickly dismissed the thought. It was normal for the Emo Nightmare to sleep in. No; the thing that was missing was the smell of food. Patton, strangely enough, was always the first one to wake up and gifted them with a delicious breakfast in the mornings. But today, that was missing.

Roman walked over to the kitchen, but it was empty. The man failed to notice two bowls that weren't there last night. He was about to ask Logan if he had any news about the whereabouts of Patton when the other one spoke first

"Roman, come over," he said. It sounded like he was over by the living room

Roman approached the living room, a soft "Awww!" Leaving his mouth when he saw what Logan meant. Virgil and Patton asleep on the couch, cuddling under two fluffy blankets, soft expressions in both their faces. They looked ADORABLE!

Quickly, Roman rushed to take his phone out and started to take pictures of the two sleeping ones to Logan's surprise

"Why are you doing that?" He questioned

"Because Virgil is asleep on the couch cuddling with Patton and no makeup on! This is some golden blackmail material!" Roman smiled. Logan rolled his eyes but let it be. 

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