Sanders Sides One Shots

God, I don't hate you - Prinxiety

Roman doesn't hate Virgil at all, quite the opposite really, and he needs Virgil to realise this, if it means begging then so be it.  A fix it fic for 'God, I hate you'. For LissaWho5 (on AO3) who commented "I would think a sequel with them making up would be cute".

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They didn't see each other for the rest of the day, they went to bed angry, disappointed, and feeling almost all the negative emotions under the sun. Day broke and still nothing. Virgil refused to leave his room even for Patton, and Roman only left his room to eat but didn't speak with anyone other than the odd greeting. But this had to stop, Roman knew he had to apologise.

So, here he stood in front of Virgil's door, the doorway he so frequently passed through with ease and little thought. He knocks three times and waits. Nothing. Not even a stir or noise from inside of the room. He knocks again. Still nothing, this only causes slightly panic, okay, it causes a lot of panic within Roman. "C'mon Verge," Roman spoke, his voice croaky both from little use and crying, "please open up, I need to- I need to apologise to you."

Roman pauses to lean his head against the front of the door, he can hear shuffling from inside, the realisation that Virgil is moving around lessens his panic slightly. "Virgil please, I'm sorry, I didn't mean any of what I said. I would apologise from the depth of my heart but I still do not think that would convince you that I still love you and that I never meant to harm you in any way." Roman could feel the tears collect in his eyes, then gently roll down his cheeks and onto the plain white t-shirt he was currently wearing.

The sound of a lock clicking echoed through the silence, the door was now unlocked but Roman dares not to open it. "Open up, please." He leans back off of the door, not wanting to fall flat on his face if the door did open. And it did. Virgil stood there in front of him, looking messier than ever and Roman is sure he looks similar.

"What do you want?" Virgil harshly asks regardless of the explanation Roman said from the other side of the door. "I want to apologise. Please let me," Roman begs, "I know I have no right to demand you let me in and you don't have to listen to me b-but I really would like a chance to explain, no, to apologise and beg forgiveness because... because I was a total dick, you don't deserve to be spoken to like that, especially not by me a-and I-" Roman's breath hitched, more tears cascade down his face.

It hurts Virgil to see his boyfriend (they're not ex's yet right?) like this, even after Roman's outburst he still loves him. He unconsciously reaches up and wipes away the tears on Roman's face, he freezes when he realises what he's doing. Roman gives a shy, sympathetic smile when Virgil pulls away and Virgil can't help but return it. "I'm sorry I argued, and shouted, said you were useless and-" Roman stops to breathe deeply, the tears not stopping, "can you ever forgive me?"

"No." Virgil shook his head lightly and avoids his gaze, not wanting to see the way Roman's face fell, "you said you hated me. You hate me." Virgil doesn't get choked up, he wasn't going to cry, he's done enough crying already and he doesn't exactly blame Roman for hating him. "Virgil, I don't- I can't hate you. I could never hate you even if I tried. I love you too much," Roman said, his voice wavering.

"You don't hate me?" Virgil asks nervously and Roman shakes his head in response, "I love you, Virgil." Virgil nods in acknowledgement and grabs Roman's hand, "I love you too." He smiles at the other, Roman smiles back and wipes away his tears with his free hand. "We need to stop this though, we need to stop arguing like this. Please just," he pauses to sigh in annoyance, "I know this is hypocritical but you need to talk to me, if anything is bothering you, if you're annoyed at me, tell me. I know you don't want to hurt me, and I don't want to hurt you, so tell me. Okay?"

Roman looks hesitant but nods in agreement, muttering a quiet 'okay'. "Come on now." Virgil steps out of his room and starts moving down the hall, pulling Roman with him, "let's get some food and tell the others we aren't dead anymore." Roman laughs lightly in response and that's when he knows they can work this out, they'll get through this, he won't let them get into this state again. At least he hopes not.