Prinxiety One-Shots (Requests CLOSED)

Best Friends 'Till the End (Fluffy Prinxiety)

Thank you to JyanneSustento for requesting this chapter! Hope you enjoy!

Virgil looked up at the night sky, a cool breeze going through his hair. When did he come to the roof of his apartment building? He held onto the railing, knuckles white. Right. He had a heated argument with one of his roommates, Damien (or Deceit is what he prefers).

Virgil sighed, shrugging his shoulders to relieve his anger. Why did he get so overworked over something so trivial? All Deceit said was 'You still have stuffed animals? Lame.' Virgil sighed softly, leaning against the railing now, staring at the cars and people below. What if-

Virgil jumped when the door to the roof slammed open and closed, swiftly turning around, seeing a man in red and white clothing. He stopped abruptly upon seeing Virgil up here, whatever anger he had melting away as his shoulders sagged. "My apologies, I didn't realize that other people come up here. I'll lea-" Virgil cut the man off, shaking his hands in front of him frantically. "No, no, no! It's- It's fine. Do you..." Virgil gulped, fiddling with his fingers, opening his mouth to continue speaking, "Do you want to... talk about it?"

'What are you doing, Virgil?! You never want to talk to people, why now?!' This sentence ran through his mind as the stranger thought about it, sighing and slumping against the railing. "I guess, it would make me feel a bit better," he said, looking up at the night sky, his hair being slightly ruffled by the breeze. Virgil cursed in his head, not liking the fact he immediately felt butterflies at the sight of the stranger looking so peaceful. "Well, where to start..."

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Roman was currently sitting on the couch, watching a Disney movie instead of doing his homework, as per usual. He jumped at the sound of the front door slamming open, Patton and Logan walking in, one with a happy grin and one with a small smile. Don't get him wrong, he loves his friends, but, after they got together, he couldn't help but be a little jealous. Not for the two being together, it's what they had. A relationship. A special bond, really.

Roman turned back to the T.V., pouting a bit. He looked down at his phone, a buzz coming from it, signaling that he had received a notification from his Instagram. He opened it, finding that Remus, his twin brother, had tagged him in a photo. He scrunched his eyebrows, his brother making fun of him for being single. Then, there were a bunch of creeps commenting on some not-so-nice things about his body.

Roman got up from the couch, wondering up to his room, then, someone had commented something that made Roman's blood boil. 'He's probably a fuck boy, just like any other good looking guy.' Who the hell did this person think they were?!

Roman made a U-turn towards the front door, grumbling under his breath that he would be back later, slamming the door behind himself. He stomped towards the stairwell, climbing the stairs, desperate to get some fresh air. The 16th floor on a 20-floor building is much closer to the roof, so, obviously, he went up. He jogged up the stairs, his blood continuing to boil as he continued to dwell on that one comment.

He slammed the roof door open and closed, stopping in his tracks when he spotted a man that was dressed in dark clothing, hair a grape soda color, black eye shadow coming from under his eyes and to his cheeks. Immediately, all anger had dissipated, and, instead, his heart skipped a beat when the darker clad man turned around and made eye contact with himself, obviously shaken from the sudden noise.