Christmas party / Part 2

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"Virgil, describe your perfect partner's eyes." Deceit said getting in on the fun.

'Everyone's eyes are the same Dece.' Virgil mouthed.

'No, almost but not exactly.' Deceit mouthed back.

"They're the sweetest caramel brown with tiny specks of gold in them." Virgil said giving in.

Roman looked at Remy as he asked, "Any distinguishing marks like a tattoo or a scar."

"Yeah, they have a tattoo of a rose on their back." Remy answered.

"How interesting." Roman said as tears started to fall down their face.

"Rome, it'll be okay." Deceit said as he grabbed Roman and pulled him into a hug, Virgil joining them.

"Thanks guys but I have to have a private word with Verge, right now." Roman said hoping that the others would leave the room.

They took the hint and left.

"Me, huh... or do you know her too?" Roman asked.

"Know who?" Virgil had no idea what Roman was talking about.

"My mother, Madeline. She means so much to me so I have to know, did you know her?" Roman's tears were still slightly falling.

"No, I didn't know your mother. It was for you, for when I had feelings for you but I got over them pretty quickly once I learned you had Deceit and shortly after that I met Remy and I like him now." Virgil explained.

"I'm glad, I mean before I got to know Deceit... I might have sorta liked you too but I think it was more of me appreciating your beauty because you're like the most pretty one out of me, Logan and Patton." Roman told him.

"Why thank you Prince, You sure do know how to charm." Virgil said.

"That's it! That's enough, Virgil get away from my boyfriend!" Deceit hissed as he bust the door open.

"I wasn't doing anything." Virgil said backing off with his hands up.

"You were flirting with him." Deceit hissed.

"Now, honey. You're being a bit unreasonable." Roman told him.

"Even so, back off for now Virgil. You know I find it hard to control my Jealousy." Deceit knew Virgil hadn't meant it that way but experienced very intense jealousy.



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