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I stand up, looking down at the bed, were a sleeping prince lays, not aware that he's the only one who's still sleeping. Patton told my mom that she can take the day off from cooking, so he's making breakfast for us all. I think Logan is in the living room reading a book, and I was watching TV, until I got sent to wake Roman up. You see, the thing is, I got distracted. Roman just looks so peaceful, I got mesmerized by the way he looks, just basking in the sun, without a care in the world. I sit down at the end of the bed, pulling my knees to my chest as I look down at him. I don't mean to be creepy or anything like that, I just can't look away. I watch as a hair falls down in the middle of his face, I find myself reaching out my hand to push the hair back. Before I can,  I stop myself, who am  I to touch him. I retract my arm and place my head on my knees. I know that he deserves better, but does that really mean that I can't wish that he could be mine? I don't know how long I was in that position, or how lost in my thoughts I was, because before I knew it, I felt someone else's body heat next to me.

I lift up my head. I guess I lifted my head up too fast, cause I ended up smacking his head with mine. "Ouchhhhhhhhhhh" He wines. I narrow my eyes at Roman. "Really? It couldn't have hurt that much Mr. Overdramatic." I say. Roman frowns rubbing his chin, "You would think that, but your way stronger than you look Virge." He claims.

I smile, "That's also what my enemies say" I said with an attempt to say in a creepy voice. Roman smiles and laughs, and I find myself laughing along with him. "That was a good one" Roman says, still smiling, and still looking into my eyes. I smile back at him, and it seemed like the whole world just paused, and we were just sitting on the bed for years, smiling and looking into each others eyes. "Listen, I wanted to tell you" Roman starts, looking down at the bed. He takes a deep breath and then looks back at me "I need to tell yo-" He tries to say, I feel myself lean in, waiting for his answer, but before he can finish, Patton walks in the room. "Hey you two, I made pancakes with chocolate chips inside of it! Come on before it gets cold" Patton says and then looks at Roman and then at me. "Oh, did I interrupt something?" He asks, walking forward looking at me with the all too familiar concerned look in his eyes. I shake my head, "I guess not" I lie, looking at Roman to see if he'd object. Roman just looked at patton and then lowered his head, "No..." He mumbles. Roman then scooted over to the edge of the bed and got up. He was still in his clothes from yesterday, Patton's mom had dropped off clothes for Patton, and I guess picked some of Logan's clothes on her way over here. Like mother like son. But that meant that Roman didn't have anything to wear, sense we all assumed he didn't want Patton's mom, who is a school guidance counselor, to go into Romans house.

I walk over to my dresser, and find a black shirt that had a storm cloud on it that I don't really wear that much. I pull it out and walk over to Roman, "Hey, you can wear this if you want..." I say, handing him the shirt. Roman looks at it and smiles, "Really? But this shirt seems so like you, if you like it then I don't want to take it from you or anything" Roman says frowning. Patton pats his head like a child, "Aww, that so sweet, isn't it  Verge?" He says smiling. I nodd, "Yea, that's sweet but seriously you can have it" I say, Roman looks down at it and then up at me. "Thank you so much Virgil" He says calmly but still happily. I shrug "It's nothing" I say and start to walk to the door to eat, when Roman coughs. I turn around and see him gesture for me to come to him. Patton looks at Roman and then at me, "I'll meet you two downstairs" Patton says and then leaves.

I go to Roman, maybe he'll tell me what he was going to say. Maybe he'll tell me that he does have feelings for me. Maybe he'll tell me that he wants me.  When I get to Roman, he stands up and leans in. I feel his body pressed up against mine, and hear him whisper in my heart. "I actually need some underwear too"

I blink two times, and then blurt out, "W-Wait, that's what you called me over for? To tell me that your underwear is dirty and you want mine?" I ask taking a step back.

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