Sanders Sides One Shots

Is that mistletoe? - Prinxiety

Roman is, well, Roman and Virgil loves him for it. For the prompt: "Is that mistletoe?"

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Roman almost appears out of nowhere, at least it would seem like that if Virgil hadn't heard the click of his heels. His boyfriend slumped down gracelessly next to him on the sofa, one arm resting on the back of the sofa, as if to put his arm around Virgil but instead bent at the elbow. Virgil followed his movements, watching the mischievous glint in his eyes and the thing in his hand, dangling it above them.

God damn it!

"Is that mistletoe?" Virgil asks, well aware that it was in fact mistletoe. Roman nodded in an over the top fashion, smiling cheekily at his dark and stormy boyfriend whose cheeks are faintly red. "Means you have to kiss me," Roman announce in a sing-song voice, Virgil rolled his eyes and responded, "technically I don't have to do anything."

Roman frowned, his smile faltering before he whispers, "you wouldn't want to ruin such a Christmas tradition, would you?" Virgil couldn't help the small smile slip onto his face. "Hmm, I guess I shouldn't," Virgil says, Roman cocks his head slightly and Virgil finds that absolutely adorable. So, he kisses him. He kisses the stupid look off of his stupid boyfriend's face because he finds him stupidly adorable.

"Aww, it really is Christmas now," Roman says with a weird sort of softness and fondness that only Virgil knows of, "I guess I'll just have to keep giving you kisses all month then!" Virgil rolls his eyes again and responds, "you don't need an excuse to kiss me, idiot." Maybe he doesn't but that doesn't stop Roman putting up mistletoe all over the house and carrying around his own personal stash.