~A Light in the Shadows~ PRINXIETY FANFIC [EDITING] (temporary cover)

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Hello everyone! So, in honor of Pride month, I decided to make this little one shot about my favorite gay boiyos. Sorry if it's not that good. It was kinda rushed. Anywya, I hope you like it! 

Logan's POV:

From the second the other sides and I walked up to the block where the parade was taking place it was....well, the only word that can describe it is Gay. Rainbows covered every little corner of the block. Pride flags fluttered in the air, coloring the sky in glorious colors. I, of course, had the Asexual pride flag painted onto my face. I was here to be proud of who I was. So were the rest of the sides (and Sleep, or Remy, if you prefer). Roman sported the traditional Rainbow colors. He had a trail of stars starting from above his eyebrow to around the top of his cheekbone, each of the stars one of the rainbow colors. He was covered in gold glitter, as well. Patton did not have any facepaint, yet he had tied a gigantic Pansexual flag around his neck. The flag had replaced his usual grey cardigan. I personally missed the old attire. The flag made Patton happy, though, so I did not complain. Remy had his typical outfit on: leather jacket, jeans and sunglasses. His white shirt was replaced by a crop top in the Demisexual flag colors. He was taking selfies (of course), which is what caused him to fall behind in the group. Deceit, who was incredibly unpleased to be here, glared at Remy.

"You're definitely not holding up the group, Remy!" They said in an annoyed tone.

"That's good to know, sweetheart. Thanks." Remy took another selfie, stopping this time. Deceit growled in frustration at Remy's ignorance. Deceit had the ceterosexual flag painted on their face. Being a non-binary and being attracted to non-binaries, they were quite a rare seed. And last, but not least, Virgil. He was standing next to Roman, grinning like a little kid. He wore his favorite black jeans and a black tank top, his sweatshirt tied around his waist. He had a giant Transgender flag tied around his neck. Everyone looked so joyful here. It was.....gay.

Roman's POV:

I looked over at Virgil and I felt a smile spread across my face. He was so happy! Being born into the wrong gender, he always seemed ashamed of who he used to be. I couldn't see any shame at all. I kissed his cheek quickly and smiled.

"You look great, babe." His eyes met mine and he giggled.

"Well, I feel great!" He said, his smile still just as bright. I gave him a quick eskimo kiss, rubbing my nose against his. He laughed and pushed me away in a playful manner. "Weirdo."

"...Um excuse me?" I spotted a smaller figure out of the corner of my eye. Virgil leaned down so that he was at eye level with the teen. They seemed to be about 13 years old and very nervous. They had short, ginger hair that covered their face and pale, freckly skin. From what I could gather, they were a lot like Virgil. They wore black, ripped jeans and a Twenty One Pilots shirt. They fidgeted nervously with their hands. I looked over at Virgil and he nodded, his expression serious. This kid had pretty bad anxiety (Virgil could always tell). "H-Hi there. I-I just wanted to.....uh.... God, I'm just embarrassing myself." The teen blushed slightly. Virgil shook his head, his smile returning.

"Don't worry about it, kiddo! My name's Virgil. What's yours?" He asked. The teen smiled and seemed to relax.

"My name's Casper. Yes, like the ghost." they giggled and smiled. "My pronouns are he/him. What about you two?"

"Same here. And my name is Roman, by the way," I said, smiling.

"He/him as well." Virgil put up two fingers on a little 'peace' sign. Casper took a deep breath, attempting to calm himself down and closed his eyes.