conversations // prinxiety ✔

♥ 15 - worries ♥

(a/n: "dulces sueños, mi amor" = "sweet dreams, my love")

*virgil's pov*

I sat in the corner of a room that was filled with the constant sounds of breaking glass, sobbing, and everything heartbreak brings.

Pages of the book began to be ripped out by an unknown force and were released into the air like balloons.

Strangers began to push me into a pit of sand that had just appeared in the middle of the room and I started to sink and suffocate, but a strong hand pulled be out of it.

I looked up at my savior, who was none other than the creativity facet, his hair swooped to the side neatly and his outfit almost sparkling.

The eye contact was unlike how it felt with other people. It was comforting. Slowly, he put his hand on my waist and leaned in. I followed what he was doing and he captured my lips in a kiss.

"I love you," he whispered.

And I agreed.

Let's just say things escalated from there.

♥

"Virgil! Time to wake up!"

I screamed. PATTON'S HERE! SHIT!

But it was Roman. I stared at him in bewilderment but then remembered I had told him my name. He'd made it seem like it wasn't a big deal and he didn't even laugh at it, so I forgot it even happened.

"Woah... Are you okay?" he asked, pushing my bangs out from in front of my eyes.

"Uh," I said, the dream coming back in vivid detail. I bit my lip. "Yep!"

"Cool. I'm going to get us breakfast. What do you want to get?"

Am I going to do this? "Dunno." I pushed myself up and to his side of the bed. I sat in his lap, my legs wrapped around his waist.

He gave me a confused look. I brushed my thumb over his impossibly soft lips.

Before he could say anything about what I was doing, I kissed him roughly.

He kissed back fiercely - and his taste was intoxicating.

He kissed my jaw down to my collarbone and-

Someone was clearing their troat loudly.

I screeched and threw on a shirt. I didn't realize until a few seconds later that that was Princey's shirt.

Fuck.

We'd been summoned and didn't even realize it.

"I-It's not what it looks like!" I yelled. What the fuck, Virgil? It's exactly what it looks like!

"Mhm," Logan said.

"Having fun?" Patton asked, sipping his sweet cup of coffee.

"I, uh... I kinda needed you all for a video but I didn't know what was going on between you two, so..." Thomas trailed off.

"So can we like, leave?" I asked, my face completely pink.

"I mean, if you want, but this video requires all of us."

"We'll be back in a minute!"

♥

We both had our normal clothes back on and Logan was smirking and sipping a cup of tea when we came back.

"Okay! Let's get started!" Thomas said before I strangled Logan. "We're just all going to have a nice little chat! The Fanders wanted to talk about you and Patton."