Left & Right brain (logicality)

feel this way Part 17

*3rd*

The sun streams through a window. A purple-haired male lays peacefully on a couch as birds chirp calmly in the spring air. Inside this one's' dozing mind, his personality traits are all finally peaceful. Except one.

Roman had been pacing around for hours, trying to think of some way that everything could turn out well. He'd only been able to sleep for about an hour until he was dragged from his awful slumber to thinking again.

To say the least; he looked terrible.

He had bags under his eyes that were almost as bad as Virgil's, his hair was messed up, clothes rumpled, and hands shaky with exhaustion.

He continued his pacing and mumbling.

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Virgil awoke half an hour ago and laid on his bed thinking of how that was possibly the best sleep he's had in weeks. months.

Virgil hadn't checked on Roman in a while, and felt some guilt wash over himself at the thought.

He drug himself from bed and stood in the middle of his room, knowing he had some things to take care of. Especially his clothes since he hadn't done laundry in a while. His floor was also very messy, however before he didn't care enough to do anything.

Virgil walked to Roman's room, everything asleep and silent besides Virgil's soft humming. Virgil paused on the threshold of Roman's door and decided he would be considerate and knock.

*knocks like Anna to Elsa cause Disney*

"Ro? May I come in?"

There was shuffling on the other side of the door as Roman tried to make himself look presentable.

With a snap, Roman had on fresher clothes and ran his fingers through his hair as he desperately tried to make it go down. A whisper-yelled 'Come in,' was all it took for Virgil to walk in.

He paused once he saw Roman. Though his clothes did look nice, he was still a mess. The bags didn't go away, his hair was sticking up, and his hands were hidden behind his back. All in all, he wasn't acting normal, or in other words, loud.

Virgil wasn't about to let a good day be ruined. He walked up to Roman and wrapped his arms around the panicked man's waist.

He heard tiny sniffles and lead Roman to his queen-sized bed. Virgil made Roman sit down so he could wrap his arms around the other once more.

Virgil just cooed and shushed Roman while letting him cry out everything he's feeling.

Virgil promised himself to never let Roman feel this way again.

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hey sorry I haven't updated in a long while.

to be fair I was going to update a long time ago but then my mom read part of the story and said it was really good but also then told me I was basically writing soft pjorn (bc of last chapter) so I panicked and didn't write anymore for a while.

also I put up a one shot book

any ship you want

gay straight, whatever

doesn't even need to be a musical. 

anyway yeah. sorry again but y'know.

~arrivederci~