Sanders Sides Oneshots

Is It Alright?- Prinxiety

Request from @mehppppppp yay! Angst Prompt #11: "I let you down. Again." Human AU where they live together and are already dating. I dived into the depths of my angsty soul for this, which wasn't that deep, but I hope you like it anyway.

I sat at the table watching the candle wax drip as I poked the plate in front of me. I checked the clock for the 4th time that minute. 9:45. Roman was supposed to be home 45 minutes ago. He knew it was our two year anniversary. I reminded him this morning. I consoled myself with the thought that maybe he was out buying me something. Yeah, that was it. It didn't matter the dinner was cold. It would be fine as soon as he came through the door.

10:00. 10:01. 10:02. 10:03.

10:04. The door opened and I stood and walked over. Roman walked in, shedding his coat and neatly hanging it up. He pressed a quick kiss onto my lips and smiled. "Hey, love. You're a sight for sore eyes." He looked up at what I had done. The lighting was dimmed and two candles were in the middle of our small dining room table and some pasta was sitting between them. A bouquet was resting in a vase on the counter. "What's all this for?"

My heart sank in my chest, but I quickly hid my look of disappointment. I told him in the morning. He had already forgotten? And that meant he hadn't been staying out buying me a gift. I knew his bosses worked him to the bone. I was witness to the long phone calls, exasperated emails, and the threats of firing. We needed the job. I didn't make a lot as a high-school dropout barista.

"I thought you might be hungry after your long day," I quickly lied. "Thought you might just want to relax a little." My fingers gripped his wrist and I smiled.

"Virgil, that is so sweet, but honestly? I want nothing more than to just go to bed and sleep. I'm sorry." he murmured and he did look genuinely sorry.

"It's alright. You go ahead." I called after him as he started to walk up the stairs. "I'll be up in a minute."

I ran my fingers through my hair and after a moment of staring into the golden hues, I blew out the candles and cleaned everything else up. I walked back up the stairs and saw Roman already asleep in the bed, obviously exhausted. I changed and laid down next to him. I laced my fingers through his soft hair and sighed.

"Happy anniversary, Princey," I whispered and closed my eyes.

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"Virgil, I'm sorry, darling!" Roman called from upstairs as I ran down and grabbed my keys. He couldn't know I was crying over this. It was stupid. It was so, so stupid.

"Roman, I said it's alright!" I called back, face down. It was the third time this month he had to postpone a date. That damned job was going to kill him. Or me. Or I was going to kill him. Either way, somebody was going to get hurt over this. I was so in love with a guy I barely got to see anymore. And we lived together.

"Is it? Is it alright?!" Roman came barreling down the stairs after me, obviously in a state of distress. "Every time I fuck up, you tell me it's alright. But it's not. For once," he waved his hand around. "I just want you to tell me I did something wrong. It would feel real. It would feel right. I barely know what you're thinking anymore!"

"Roman, please, it's fine!" I tried to walk away and get to the door, but Roman grabbed my arm and pulled me back. "Please let me go." I was desperately trying and failing to not show him my tears.

"I let you down. Again." He stared directly into my eyes. "Virgil, when you hide it from me, it hurts more. God, can't you just tell me I fucked up?"

I snapped. "FINE! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO HEAR?" I yelled, yanking my arm away. "YOU FUCKED UP! AGAIN! AND I'M NOT EVEN SURPRISED," I took a deep breath and tried to soften my voice, but only a little. "Because this has been going on for months! That night, when I made you dinner? It was our anniversary, Princey. And I even told you that morning! But you forgot! And I was so naive," I paced back and forth, not even bothering to look at him. "To think that you were out late because you were getting something for me. But nope! Because that motherfucking job comes first over me! Every time! This is the third time this month you've canceled a date on me! I love you, Roman!" I looked up to see him crying as hard as I was. "But I don't know if you love me too anymore. How am I supposed to know when you're never around for me when I need you?"

"Virgil..." Roman's voice was broken and choked with tears. "Baby..."

"So, I hope you understand when I say I'm going to have to rethink a lot of things." I headed towards the door, ignoring Roman reaching out for me.

"Please don't go," he begged. "I love you more than anything. I'm so sorry. We can fix this."

"I'll be back later." I turned the doorknob and looked back over my shoulder. "We'll talk then." I walked out the door.

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I walked around for hours, just thinking. And I kept coming back to the same damning conclusion. It didn't matter what happened, I still loved him. He was the best thing that ever happened to me. He rescued me from one of the worst situations of my life and even though he wasn't really around anymore, the few moments we had together he maximized. I was stupidly in love with Roman, so I knew I was going back to him. But I didn't know if he would ever do something like that for me.

It was 10:05 when I got home. I unlocked the door and immediately it swung open. Roman and I were nose to nose as he wiped his face of fresh tears and grinned like a kid at Christmas. He took my hand gently and led me inside. We stood in the doorway and before I could say anything, Roman started.

"I quit my job." Roman gulped and I stared at him with wide eyes. "Well, fired after I didn't show up for the meeting, but I voluntarily didn't show up, so I like to think I quit."

"Why... we need that money! Why would you do that?!" I gasped.

"Because the money isn't worth it. Virgil, that job made me into someone I don't want to be. It made me almost lose you, which is my worst nightmare. I can't do that again." he took my hands and squeezed them. "And as for the money, I'll find a different job. If we have to downsize, we can. I wouldn't mind, because I would still have you. And that's all that matters."

I sighed and bit back my smile. He still loved me. He gave up his job for me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him properly for the first time in a while. It felt good to have those familiar warm lips on my lips. On my neck. Down my chest. But most importantly, it felt good to have Roman back. My Roman.

And that's the end of the one-shot. Sorry, it's late. My last one wasn't angsty enough for my tastes, so I tried to up it a bit more this time. I hope it fulfilled the prompt and you guys liked it! Please feel free to send me more requests! Take it easy guys gals and non-binary pals. Peace out!