Sanders' Sides Oneshots

Dare (No Ship)

Yay for angst (that I'm really not good at)

It was a simple dare. There was nothing to it, Roman just had to tell Virgil that he loved him, and then they'd both laugh it off. Obviously Virgil didn't really like him. That would be absurd.

That's what Roman expected, at least.

He approached the anxious side cautiously, appearing nervous. It was an act, of course. He had to be convincing. Virgil had glanced up at him briefly, going back to looking at his phone right afterwards.

"What do you want?" He grumbled, positive that whatever Roman had to say he wouldn't be interested. Roman hesitated for a second, both because he wanted to seem nervous and because he was beginning to rethink his plan. Maybe this dare wasn't worth it. It was kind of stupid.

Roman never was one to back down from a challenge though, so of course he pulled himself together.

"I.. have something I'd like to tell you," he gave him a small smile, drawing in a deep breath. "I.. really like you, Virgil. I just... wanted to tell you that."

It was silent for a moment as Virgil processed what he said, completely shocked that Roman would say that. It definitely wasn't what he was expecting to hear.

"I... really?" Virgil questioned, and Roman wondered if he had seen through his joke. Roman nodded, looking at the ground, waiting for a response.

"I really like you too, Roman..." Virgil spoke finally, a small smile on his face. Roman looked up at him quickly, his shock and fear obvious. It was clear that that was not the answer he expected to receive.

"You-I-what?" Roman stuttered, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"I said I like you too. Why do you look so worried? Isn't that a good thing?" The anxious side frowned, starting to worry. Roman paled, and shook his head quickly.

"No! That's not a good thing!" Roman shouted, and Virgil flinched. He was still really confused about everything.

"What? Why wouldn't that be a good thing?" He asked, watching as Roman started pacing back and forth. After a minute the royal came to a stop, standing in front of Virgil and looking him in the eye.

"Listen, Virgil, I... am flattered, but I was only joking. It was a dare for me to tell you, I thought it would be funny to see your reaction but I didn't expect... this." Roman explained, frowning.

Virgil's face burned a dark red as he took in the situation, not saying a word for what felt like forever. Roman noticed tears gather in the other's eyes, and immediately guilt began to eat at him. He felt sick to his stomach, and he wanted to throw up, wished he could rewind time to not go through with the pointless dare.

"Virgil, I'm sor-"

Virgil stopped him, holding up his hand silently. Roman saw a few tears falling from his eyes that he tried to hide behind his hood that he had pulled up.

"Don't. Just, stop." Virgil drew in a shaky breath, and without another word he sank down, probably to hide away in his room. Roman was left to stand alone, not moving and still thinking over everything that had happened.

He had screwed up. He hurt Virgil, all because he couldn't stand losing, just because he couldn't refuse a simple and stupid dare.