A Sanders Story (One Shots)

Singing in the Rain

I'll probably edit this when I have more time

Roman's POV

"Ugh, what time is it?" I groaned. Looking over at my clock, I realize that it's three in the morning.

"Ugh..." I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep, but after ten minutes it was abundantly clear that that wasn't going to happen.

I sat up, wondering what to do. I spotted my sketchbook on my bedside table and grabbed it, opening it up and beginning to draw.

Time skip brought to you by I have no clue what I'm doing

Sighing, I set down my pencil.

"I need some tea."

I got out of bed and started walking down the hallway. Despite having been up for thirty minutes, I was still rather tired, and ran into multiple things along the way. Finally, I reached the kitchen and began making my tea.

I had just placed a teabag into my mug when I glanced outside and nearly screamed, not expecting to see someone out there.

Even though it was raining, Virgil was sitting outside, earbuds in, singing along to whatever he was listening to.

Probably My Chemical Romance.

I quietly opened the door and stepped out, sitting down to listen. I was shocked at the words that were coming out of Virgil's mouth.

"And I can't help but yearn for different time..."

He was singing Michael in the Bathroom. If I wasn't intrigued before, I definitely was now.

"And then I look in the mirror, and it's suddenly clearer, and there's no denying IIIIIII'm just,"

I couldn't help but gasp a little bit; Virgil was an amazing singer. Of course, this made sense, considering Thomas's vocal talents, but I'd never heard Virgil sing, and frankly, it was quite startling.

"MICHAEL WHO YOU DON'T KNOW, MICHAEL FLYING SOLO, MICHAEL IN THE BATHROOM BY HIMSEEEEELF!"

Virgil was practically screaming; he was so passionate... It was truly amazing. He'd thrown his head back at the last line, and though I hadn't noticed before, I saw that he was crying. The rain poured down on him, and he looked like an angel.

Head still back, Virgil opened his eyes. Suddenly, he spotted me.

We stared at each other for a moment, before he seemed to register what I had just witnessed.

"ROMAN, YOU SON OF A-"