One Hundred & Thirty Two

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This made me laugh a lot and I didn't want to wait to share this gold ^^

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This made me laugh a lot and I didn't want to wait to share this gold ^^

Cause

Ya know

It describes DRYLAN perfectly at the moment

TRIGGER WARNING : inappropriate humor, PTSD stuff don't know how to describe it tho

Roman POV
The gears in my head were spinning as I stared down at Wylan and Draven.  Wylan was left crying on the bridge while Draven walked away from him.

"Don't even think about it Ro,"  Virgil said, looking over at me from the loveseat he was lounging on.

"Too late,"  I told him. 

"You can't play matchmaker for them,"  He argued.  "Draven isn't even one of us."

"True love knows no bounds!"  I declared.  Virgin let out a long sigh.

"You can't just go meddling in their lives," Virgil told me.

"They need each other Virgil!" I said, sitting down next to him. Virgil looked up from his phone and raised an eyebrow.

"Can you feel, the love tonight?" I started singing.

"Shush," Virgil laughed.

"You love me," I teased, giving him a quick kiss.

"Unfortunately," He smirked. I let out an offended gasp and put my hand to my chest.

"You wound me Virgil," I said dramatically.

"Well die a little quieter," He snickered

"I am the Prince here!" I told him with a smirk. "How dare thou tell their Prince to vanquish!"

"Long live the king," Virgil said with no emotion before shoving me off the loveseat with his foot.

I thudded against the ground, letting out a groan. We both burst out laughing.

"But seriously," I said, trying to contain my laughter. "We need to figure out a way to set Wylan and Draven up. Or just for Draven to realize that Wylan is his true love."

"Geesus," Virgil said with a sigh. "It's literally only been a week and you went from torturing him with Remus to trying to set him up Wylan."

"He couldn't help it," I said. "He had to or he'd be killed. And now he's risking his life by being here so I think he's on our side."

"I'm not saying your wrong but maybe we shouldn't be accepting him so quickly." Virgil mumbled.

"Well I'm not saying your wrong," I repeated. "But just take a deep breath because you're wrong. It's all going to work out in the end darling."

I stood back up and pressed a comforting kiss to his forehead. I sat back down on the loveseat and pulled Virgil into my lap.

Virgil leaned his head back on my shoulder. One of my arms wound its way around his waist while my other hand held his.

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