Sanders Sides Oneshots (taking request)

A style boy

Virgil had been dating this not-so-well-known model for quite some time. He figured it was a risk and to be honest, when the model asked him out he was (a surprise to no one) really anxious about it.

Everyone had warned Virgil that models are nothing but cheaters and they will break your heart, but Virgil couldn't help but think:

Maybe this one's different?

Well, today on October 29th, was Virgil's birthday. He was making his way back to his apartment from work when a group of young men his age stopped him in the hall, not too far from his own apartment.

The first to speak up was the one with broad shoulders, brown hair and brown eyes, he was of average height and just from examination... seemingly very muscular. This one sort of reminded Virgil of some lost prince from Disney, but maybe a more modern version. He wore a red hoodie with a white t-shirt under it and some black skinny jeans to go along.

Nice jeans... was all the opinion Virgil really gathered about him.

"Greetings, I'm Roman and this is Logan..." He pointed to the man on his right, he wasn't much shorter than Roman... maybe by an inch or so, but not enough to be considered short. He had brown, almost black... maybe due to so much hair product... slicked back hair and hazel eyes.  This one wore 'smashing' Warby Parker glasses as he put it and a black polo with a blue tie, his jeans and shoes... black.

huge nerd and darkness fills my soul was all Virgil really thought about him.

Roman gestured to his left, and there stood a man shorter than the three of them. He had a blue polo with a gray cardigan wrapped around his shoulders. It looked like his hair was naturally brown but he had frosted tips, this one as well wore the same pair of glasses as the huge nerd- Logan. He also had a few freckles along his cheekbones. As for his pants... he wasn't wearing any.

Why doesn't he have pants? Is he like super forgetful? You get what this means by now... right?

"This is Patton..."

Virgil rose his hand and cleared his throat, interrupting Roman. "Stop." Roman scoffed, had he never been interrupted before, he wouldn't really know what to do. Though, I never said he liked it.

Virgil pointed to Patton's waist, trying to forget what he had just seen. "How have none of you realized that your friend here left with no fucking pants on!"

No one could really give him an explanation because they themselves had no idea about their friends 'condition'.

Virgil sighed as he began to unlock his door, he didn't really want to do this. But he saw no choice. "Look, if you want to talk just- just come inside."

So the fellow men followed Virgil inside, but when he opened the door, he found his lover heavily making out with one of his fellow co-workers... both of them had the looks but no brains so honestly, it wasn't much of a loss if you were to ask Virgil.

The three men stood awkwardly as they watched Virgil walk right past his, now, ex-boyfriend. It shocked them how emotionless he was in a moment like this and how this Style-Boy just didn't care. He was still eating the other boys face for crying out loud!

Patton ran after Virgil as the young man had disappeared into his bedroom. 

Patton cautiously knocked on the door, knowing well that this was a moment full of high emotions. "Hey, kiddo...You okay?"

The fast and swift movement of the door opening caused Patton to jump, he looked at Virgil to see that he had been crying but only for a breif moment.

"One step in front of the other kiddo, you can do it, I'm rootin' for ya."

Virgil chuckled as Patton grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bed, they talked about anything and everything. Anything to get Virgil's mind off of what was really happening.

See ya later Sinners! ;) ~T