Sander Sides Oneshots And Stuff (REQUESTS ARE OPEN)

Clothes (Prinxiety)

(I have realised I haven't written a single Prinxiety ship. For all you Prinxiety shippers, I'm sorry. The next few will be Prinxiety and Logicality, and maybe Moxiety bc I haven't written much of those, ngl

Tw: Swearing, sex references

This one follows the events of 'Flowers'. Enjoy!)

Virgil walked home from Flowers and Co., swearing under his breath.

"Stupid Roman." He'd grumble under his breath.

Soon, he reached his shared apartment with his boyfriend, Roman Souverain. They lived on the bottom floor, so Virgil walked through the metal gate and welcomed himself into his home.

Roman was, as usual, nowhere to be seen.

"PRINCEYYYYYYYY!" Virgil yelled, hoping Roman would stop texting his many, MANY friends and come talk to him.

Suddenly, a clean-shaven, freshly-showered, kinda ripped man walked through the door from the bedroom.

"Stormy!" Roman shouted excitedly, and came bounding up to Virgil, embracing him into a hug.

He smelt like Axe (Lynx in Britain and other places, btw) , lavender and, was that a hint of cinnamon?

Whatever.

Virgil was smothered into a hug, his face pressing against Roman's smooth pecs (I'M SORRY). If he wasn't wearing as much foundation as he was, Virgil would have looked like the tomato-red, blushing, flustered mess he currently was.

"Ro- get off," he said, muffled. Roman let go cheerfully, twirling Virgil around like a princess.

"Roman, as love as I like seeing you naked, or half-naked at the most, you need to wear clothes."

"Fine." Roman trod to his room to change, while Virgil reclined on the sofa, scrolling through Tumblr.

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"ROMAN ARE YOU FREAKING DONE? IT'S BEEN AN HOUR!"

"IM STUCK OKAY?"

"FOR AN HOUR?"

"SHUT UP AND HELP ME!"

Sighing, Virgil strolled to their room. Technically, it was Roman's, but lately Virgil had been cuddling with him in bed.

Virgil opened the door. His eyes were met with Roman, in a skirt. 

A SKIRT?

If Virgil was a tomato before, he was now a stop sign.

Roman was struggling with his shirt, which was deciding to stubbornly cling to his head.

"You need help, Ro?"

"Indeed I do. Please help me." The shirt-head replied. Virgil grabbed the shirt and pulled it down. 

"Thank youuuu."

"What's with the skirt?"

"Thought I might as well look good for you. Also, it's easy to take off." Roman gave Virgil a suggestive look, who was trying to not turn into a blushing mess. Let me say, the foundation was not working.

"Remus told me you stopped by the flowershop?"

"Yeah? What'd he say?"

Roman pulled out his phone and scrolled through the texts. "'Your (blep) popped by, and ordered flowers. When I deliver the flowers to you, you two better not be (blep)ing. It would be weird to have a threesome with my brother. Even I wouldn't stoop so low.' So I responded with a 'Shut up, you (blep).'" Virgil chuckled at the statement.

"Remus is kinda hot, no?" He said teasingly, smirking at Roman.

"EWWWWWW. NOOOOO. HE'S WEEEEIIIIIRRRRRDDD." 

"His muscles are so bigggg~"

"He doesn't work out!"

"Woah, those are natural?"

"HE HAS NO MUSCLES!" 

"His eyes are soooo pretttyyyy~"

"WE HAVE THE SAME EYESS!"

"And his mustache is sooooo hottttt~"

"So when I grow facial hair, it's weird. But if HE grows it, it's suddenly cool?"

Virgil gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "I wouldn't choose anyone over you, Princey. Especially Remus. For one, he has a boyfriend, and two, I love you."

"I love you too, Stormy."

Silence.

"So, wanna meet my parents?"

"ROOOOMMMMMAAAAAANNNN-"

(And that's all for today folks. Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I'm working on a story and I WILL complete it. This I swear!

I, personally, dislike fanon Prinxiety, mostly bc it's a bit strange. Virgil is somehow depressed, and Roman is always so mean. Either that or they're both angsty. Where's the teasing, the friendly insulting, the nicknames, the dumbassness?

But I tried my best for this oneshot. Sorry it's short!

Hope y'all enjoyed!

Roman's outfit is the video's outfit's top half and the picture's outfit bottom half.

Stay safe, patties!)