how do you write ' i love you '? || logicality

la la land's comfort

it was already evening by the time that roman returned to the house from work. apparently, being the heir of a big company isn't so easy as it seems.

despite the happy expressions that his family shows on the media and in the outside world, they were a mess. his parents kept arguing since his childhood as to how should his future play out and are at the brink of a collapse in their relationship.

they were like a kingdom that was bound to break because of an evil curse.

the wealthy brunette wearily entered the house, his hair tussled a bit and his naturally neat clothes are now creased and full of folds.

if his self from early morning saw him like this, he'd have a heart attack.

roman proceeded to go upstairs and to his room once he got in the house, searching for the comfort of his bed. upon entering his room, he was greeted by the 1800s victorian style of it. it wasn't too big but it was sufficiently fancy.

it was like he lived like a prince.

roman placed down bag on the chair in front of his vanity table before walking over to his bed and letting himself collapse onto it. lying on his bed, he closed his eyes and let his hands search for a pillow to put under his head. instead of a pillow, he felt his hand touch something slightly rough and paper-like. confused, he opened his eyes and sat up before looking at the object he found.

there, sitting on the bed with his hand on it was a rectangular object wrapped up with brown kraft paper which was sealed with a red ribbon and bow with shining golden stripes.

'is this for me?.... but.... it isn't my birthday yet...'

he gently undid the bow and removed the ribbon from the gift before unwrapping the present neatly.

under it's wraps was hardcover book of fairytales.

roman longingly looked at the book before opening it hesitantly. at the first page, there was a note stuck using a cat sticker.

'i've noticed you've been stressed lately. i doubt logan or virgil has noticed yet.

since they don't, i've taken the liberty to atleast give you something that will hopefully lighten up your mood.

stay happy, happy prince.

~ patton'

roman felt a smile tugging his lips as he began reading the book.

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an hour or two later, roman was already asleep. right next to him on the bed was the book given to him, wide open. deep in a seemingly eternal slumber, roman didn't hear his door open slowly with a silent creak.

quietly, patton stepped inside his room and approached the sleeping brunette. he then carefully positioned roman into a comfortable position on the bed and placed a pillow under his head. he also then placed his blanket over him and closed the book next to him.

after so, he started walking towards the door to exit the room, only to hear roman mumbling something in his sleep.

patton turned around and looked at the brunette with a sad smile. he remembered that since they were kids, roman would talk in his sleep whenever he is experiencing a nightmare or an unpleasant dream.

silently, he walked back to roman and sat on the edge of his bed. there, he hum a very familliar tune.

' a dream is a wish that your heart makes...'

he hummed the line, sadly knowing he cannot actually say a concrete word.

'...when you're fast asleep...'

'in dreams, you will lose your heartache...'

patton watched as roman's stressed expression softened that to one of calmness and peace.

'whatever you wish for...you keep....'

'have faith in your dreams and someday..'

a smile formed on roman's face.

'your rainbow will come smiling through..'

patton slowly got up from the side of the bed and headed towards the door, still keeping a watchful eye on roman.

'no matter how your heart is grieving,..'

he felt tears forming in his eyes as he got behind the door slowly.

'..if you keep on believing...'

he slowly closed the door before leaving.

'.....then your dream will come true..'

after a long time, roman was now back in la la land.