Than On Avalanche

VIRGIL 🌩

I stared at my sandwich. There is something about how Patton was that made me so happy. I was very fond of him, to say the least, and I was honestly so happy I was his favourite 'son.'

Patton had used Charcoal bread (charcoal bread is basically normal bread, but it's black) with lettuce, tomato, mayo and beef. My favourite. Next to the sandwich was a note:

Eat up, Kiddo! You want to look healthy (and cute) for Roman. ;)

- Dad.

I blushed and gave him a glare.

Seriously? I said with my expression.

What? He smiled sweetly. It's cute.

Roman was indeed the hot one of the group. He had big muscles, mostly brown hair and his eyes had gold flecks. He always wore Prince clothes in the vids, but right now he had casual red jeans and a white Ralph Lauren polo. How did he manage to look absolutely breathtaking in such simple clothes?

I put one of my headphones in, half listening to Teenagers by MCR (AUTHOR NOTE THIS SONG IS SO GOOD OMLLLLL LISTEN TO ITTTT) and half listening to Roman, Logan and Patton's chat.

  Because the drugs never work
They're gonna give you a smirk
'Cause they got methods of keepin' you clean
They gonna rip up your heads
Your aspirations to shreds
Another cog in the murder machine 

"But Logannnn. Puppies are the best. Can we pweeeaaasssseeee summon one next video too?"

"Patton last time my brain found it... strenuous... to process the preciousness in front of me. In order to keep a level head, you need to keep puppy-summoning in the privacy of your room."

  They said all
Teenagers scare
The living shit out of me
They could care less
As long as someone'll bleed
So darken your clothes
Or strike a violent pose
Maybe they'll leave you alone
But not me 

"That's like telling Patton to keep his adorableness in his room too, Logan, and you know that's impossible. I mean look at him! He's cute, cute, cutttteee!"

I felt a pang of anger, sadness and fear.

Jealousy? No... not possible. I have a black heart, nobody could get through my walls.

Well, except for my makeshift Dad.

I took my headphone out and paused the song, finding the debate kinda interesting. Roman looked so... into it. His eyes were bright, his expression was excited yet firm, and his lips were curved in a tiny, confident smile.

Ugh, why are you paying so much attention to Princey?  Just focus on their words, not his handsome face.

Wait, what?

URGH, I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS.

"You just can't stand how cute he is, it makes you feel things like butterflies," I said, provoking Logan. "It makes you anxious, what if you catch feelings for Pat?"

"FALSEHOOD!" He screamed, further proving my point. I smiled at my confused Dad - PATTON. - and my annoyed friend. Roman snickered, and Patton looked like he was about to faint. Fear rushed through me.

"Patton?" I said worriedly.

Patton began to fall, but Logan caught him before his head could hit the hardwood floor. He looked up, obviously worried. Patton, now asleep, shivered and seemed to be having a nightmare. Logan picked him up bridal-style and ran to the couch, lying him down, whispering words of comfort to Patton. Despite the situation being serious, I couldn't help but think of what a cute couple they would make. I thought about my previous statement.

If anyone could make the emotionless facet catch feelings, it would be Patton.

"Virgil, bring a bucket of water," Logan said, his voice switching from laid-back to full on teacher mode.

"On it," I replied, running to the kitchen to fetch a bucket. After finding it, I ran to the sink, almost slipping on the way, but hands caught me.

Very. Muscular. Hands.

Roman!

His hands were around.

My.

Waist.

"I've got you, Panic! At the Everywhere," he said, noticing my mental blank and slight shaking.

He must think you're in shock from almost falling.

If only he knew his hands were making me speechless.

"I'll fill up the bucket, you grab some blankets, a towel and pillows for Pat."

I nodded and ran away, relieved, but also missing the warmth of his touch.