Sanders Sides Boiz Oneshot REPRISE

Who Needs a Prom Anyway? [Prinxiety] (Asexual Pride AU) (Prom AU)

Dot x Larry is OTP. Headcannon that Virgil is their angsty edgy teenager they don't know how to deal with.

STORYTIME!!!

Roman saw everything that happened at the Prom. If only he was able to be there to protect Virgil from his sleazy twin brother. See, his brother could be quite bothersome once he gets a whiff of some sharpies, and the posters on the wall were drenched in it. So he turned into a gay mess of sex pickup lines. Virgil had social anxiety, and was Mega asexual, so Remus must've freaked him out and he ran out of the school. Roman had to find him and save his night, even if it meant abandoning Logan and Patton.

"Virgil!? VIRGIL!? Come on wHERE ARE YOU!? I WILL SING HADESTOWN UNTIL INFIND YOU IF I NEED TO BECAUSE I KNOW YOU HAVE A THING FOR ORPHEUS'S VOICE!!!"

Roman called out, embarrassing him on purpose so he would come out of his hiding place and yell at him. Now that he thought about it, that was probs a bad idea. Social Anxiety. Whatever! Roman ran out of the building, dragging streamers on the bottom of his shoe and messing up his tux with sweat as he ran around the entire perimeter of the school to see Virgil thing on the back curb, crying into his phone. He must be talking to his Mom. Poor Dot must be worried sick and Larry would have a heart attack if he knew his son had a heart attack tonight of all nights.

"Virgil!!!"

Roman stopped, huffing. He yelled out Virgil's name with all his strength before he bent down, hands on his knees and puffing. Man, was he glad he didn't have asthma or what? That would suck! Virgil whipped hos head around when he heard them familair voice, breathing heavily and dropping his phone. Virgo, stood up and ran over to Roman, Flying into his arms and almost knocked him to the ground. Easy, Virgil! Roman still needs to catch his breath! Don't knock the wind out of him!

"Roman! Ro he- he almost p- he touched-"

"I know buddy, I know. But it's over now. We don't have to go back in there din you don't want to. I'll be sure to give him a good punch in the groin Mortal Kombat Style when I get home. But right now, you're all that matters. Let's get you home to Larry and Dot and we can have our own Prom at your place. Doesn't that sound nice? You're own little prom just for you. And don't worry about the others, I'll shoot them a text."

Virgil nodded, hiccuping a breath and letting out the last sobs in his throat, burrowing himself into Roman's chest and wrinkling his nice clothes. Sacrifices must be made for the ones you love, right? Or else you woudlnt be a true lord, lady, or nonbinary royalty. Roman is a Prince, a Lord, and a Gentleman to everyone. ESPECIALLY the ones he finds precious like Virgil. Nothing was too great of a challenge for Virgil.

"Mom said she'd be here in fifteen minutes to brings us home. She said to stay on the curb."

Of course Dot would tell him to stay in one place away from everyone. She's really overprotective and wants to know exactly where her son is at all times. She's that kind of mother. Virgil let go slowly, trudging back to the curb. He must be so tired, isn't he? Roman breathed out a smile, finally having an even breathing routine back up and running. He followed Virgil and wrapped an arm around his shoulders, letting him lean on Roman for emotional and physical support. The little emo goofball needs it.

"Aren't you going to text Logan? Or Emile?"

"One minute, Golden Day, let me get my phone and text them so you don't need have to worry your pretty little head."

Roman playfully flicked his nose before reaching for the phone in the pocket of his slacks. He tyoednin with just his thumb as fast as possible to the group chat of himself, Virgil, Logan, Patton, Emile, and Remy that the two of them were cooking out for the night. Virgil felt the dongs and got out his phone in curiosity. His face lit upmwoth a gentle smile when he saw the positive feedback and wishes of having a good night from all his friends. See? Nothing to worry about. Roman has it all under control.