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"Ro," Virgil sighed as his head rested on Roman's upper chest, just below his neck, and he traced a finger along Roman's clothed pecs, occasionally getting it stuck in a wrinkle on the fabric. "You still love me, right?" He asked, chewing on his bottom lip. Roman and Deceit has been getting suspiciously flirtatious with each other in the courtroom and Virgil may or may not have panicked over it.
"Of course I do, my beautiful angel!" Roman replied confidently, with not an ounce of uncertainty to be heard anywhere. "Why would you think otherwise?"
"Well, um," Virgil sighed once more, abruptly stopping his tracing motions. "You and Deceit were getting really flirty with each other in the courtroom. I just... ugh... really got worried that you would leave me for Deceit," Virgil admitted, refusing to make eye contact.
"Aww, Virge, love," Roman wrapped his arms around his boyfriend's torso. "I wasn't flirting with Deceit. I don't know about him, though," He chuckled, feeling Virgil relax in his arms.
"Alright," Virgil sighed. "Sorry for assuming."
"There's nothing to apologize for," Roman smiled sweetly, although Virgil couldn't see it due to his head being buried in Roman's chest. "I understand why you would panic over something like that, my love," Roman continued, placing a gentle kiss to Virgil's head.
Virgil remained silent for a moment before finally breaking the silence.
"Just, cuddle me, Ro? Can we cuddle until we fall asleep?"
And who was Roman to deny his boyfriend some sweet, soft cuddles?
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•Sanders Sides Drabbles•
FanfictionFor when I'm feeling the urge to write but not an entire story. This book will be filled with short, random drabbles that just happen to pop into my head. Like my other Sanders Sides books, this one will flop, but whatever I guess. There might be...
