Prinxiety - Rooftop sunset [COMPLETED]

Chapter ten - Sleep walking.

Recap (We fricken need it):

He changed into a black hoodie with a storm cloud decoration with small accents of purple of the actual hood, string, trim and zipper as a slightly ripped near the top purple shirt. That wasn't caught Roman's eye. What he noticed first was something he had seen before.

In his dream.

On several spots on the hood, including the top portion of the right arm and bottom part on of the torso bit was purple patterns stitched on with white string. "I actually really dig the purple." Patton and Logan, like the dad's they are, began fussing over Virgil who got embarrassed real fast, still not used to compliments. Thomas simply smiled from a distance, unaware to Roman looking the facet up and down in confusion.

How is it the same outfit?

He sensed shenanigans a foot.

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Three months later, Roman was so distracted, they had a full on meeting about his unproductivity which was embarrassing enough on it's own. However Logan said something in particular that not only humiliated the prince but another side. I now present a direct quote. "I may be because of the outfit changes," Ok, normal Logan stuff so far.

Just wait for it.

"You have become extra attentive toward Virgil when he speaks or simply enters a room. Even if your eyes seem to wander, your gaze remains on him at all times, giving the impression that you're checking Virgil out per say." Roman denied this when all the others questioned him about it. Well, everyone except for Virgil who just looked flustered.

Roman was so glad to be out of there, face planting into his bed when he entered. What was matter with him?
So what if his outfit was the same as the dream? Who cares. It's probably just a coincidence. He had work to do. No he didn't. He did everything very briefly so they absolutely atrocious looking except for coming up with an idea. He couldn't think of anything.

Guess the video will just be delayed, he sighed, again. He left his room as if to get inspiration from the rest of the house. He walked his own door and flopped unceremoniously onto his bed. He groaned as he tried to think of anything other than Virgil. Nothing. Roman suddenly got an idea, he could get a change of scenery and wouldn't even have to leave his room. It was just what he needed to get his mind off things.

He stood up excitedly. He closed his eyes and he felt the carpet fade away from his feet. He opened his eyes and there was nothing there. Just a white void all around him. He groaned as he kicked the nonexistent white floor in irritation. Seeing the void made him think both of that God forsaken dream and the one time he tried something similar and the white void hurt Virgil's eyes.

He groaned and lay down to try and relax.

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The weird experience still ruled the poor emo's mind. Those few moments had replayed more times in his brain than he'd like to admit. Ever since the costume change and he entered a room, he always could Roman's eyes on him. However he figured it was just his imagination but after Logan confirmed it at the meeting, he didn't know how he felt about it. He didn't know why Roman was even staring, they all looked the same.

He lay on his bed, back to the covers and legs and arms spread out like a starfish. That was his rethinking events position. Virgil was beginning to get sick of all the anxious mess he calls thoughts and just pulled his headphones on, blasting his music. All his music was loud but they somehow lulled him to sleep on several occasions. It always got him to sleep but there was a catch.

He sleep walked everytime he fell asleep listening to music. He would make a fool of himself then lock himself in his room for a week. It completely slipped his mind this time however and soon he was walking down the hall, not hitting the walls thanks to his muscle memory. He wished he had though since he would've woken up. He stumbled to Roman's door, finding it open.