Just one picture ~ Prinxiety

Chapter five

"This guy sells a lot of photos, Lo, like he's really popular online!" Roman exclaimed scrolling through his phone.

"Did you stalk him?" Logan asked looking over his shoulder as he continued with the washing up.

"No! Just googled his name, found his website, Instagram, Twitter, telephone number and house address!" Remus grinned with a shrug like that was completely normal.

"So, you're stalking him?" Logan asked again.

"I found it!" Roman called and Logan waited for him to elaborate on what 'it' was.

"Yep, that's definitely his house," Remus nodded looking over Roman's shoulder. There was a splash and then Logan walked over and looked at Roman's phone too.

"How-" Logan started before silencing himself shaking his head and going back to wash the dishes.

"Fancy going on a walk near Tywyn tomorrow?" Roman asked.

"Why so you can see Virgil again? Why don't you just admit that you like him?" Logan sighed.

"I don't like him," Roman scoffed, "I just think he's cute and want to get to know him better."

Roman frowned slightly realising how that sounded, "Okay, so maybe I like him a little."

"So, walk tomorrow?" Logan asked and Roman smiled up at him with a nod. He couldn't help but think back to the gorgeous stranger. He got the feeling that Virgil had something to do with whatever happened the other night, but he couldn't think why. All that he had to go on was the alley and an image flashing in his head of two guys one of which he was certain was Virgil.

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The next day, in Tywyn, Virgil was sat in Deceit's living room with a glass of wine perched on his knee. His snake-faced companion had his back to the taller and was feeding his six snakes a few dead mice each.

"So, how did that guy know you the other day?" Deceit asked as he dropped a mouse into the last snake's tank.

"We just saw each other at the top of the mountain, he offered to take a photo of me and Patton together, I wouldn't let him for obvious reasons. Then he wanted to take a selfie with all of us, which went as well as you would think," Virgil said not even bothering to try and lie, knowing that Deceit would be able to tell. Deceit raised an eyebrow as he looked over his shoulder at Virgil, "He recognised me today. Like, from the alley not just from the mountain. He didn't say, but I could see it in his eyes. Did I do something wrong when erasing his memory? I did erase his memory, right?"

"I don't know... Did you?" Deceit smirked playfully as he sat in the armchair opposite Virgil.

"Not fucking helping, Damien," Virgil scowled knowing that the other vampire was just trying to wind him up, so he returned the favour by using Deceit's real name. Damien glared at Virgil and punched the other's arm only to receive one back.

"So, what's this guy like?" the shorter asked looking at his gloved hands and then back up at Virgil.

"A fucking twat, to put it simply," Virgil rolled his eyes and Deceit laughed, "And there's two of them! He's got a fucking twin!"

"Sounds like a drag," Deceit replied still chuckling.

"I don't talk to him, and probably never will again. At least, I bloody hope not."

"Sure."

"Oh, fuck you."

"No thanks."

Virgil facepalmed, his elbow resting on the arm of the chair. He mouths words for a minute not entirely sure what to say and the stood up to grab his shoes.

"Well, duty calls," He said tying his laces. The look he got from Damien made him sigh and explain, "Unlike you, I have a job and I need to go and take pictures for said job, preferably before Patton gets home."

"Well, you go and live your miserable little life in your miserable little society then," Damien shrugged kicking his feet up on the table, something he would never let anyone else do in his house.

"Will do," Virgil sighed and shook his head as he left, running most of the way back home, only stopping once he got there and then walking up further up the mountain trying to find somewhere to take a photo.

The strong wind blew around him making the top of the trees swing back and forth like they were about to snap off. There was a slight drizzle of rain in the air and the thick layer of clouds in the sky made the early afternoon look like it was almost night. Had someone not known the time they would have probably thought it to be eight at night.

"Hey! Hey Virgil!"

"Oh you've got to be kidding me," Virgil groaned and turned around to see Roman and Logan walking up the hill towards him.

"Hi! How are you?" Roman asked when he got to Virgil.

"I was alright until you turned up," Virgil scowled and Roman rolled his eyes in return and the pouted.

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to get a drink sometime?" Roman smiled up at the other again, "I'll pay."

"Well, aren't you sugar, spice and everything nice?" Virgil raised an eyebrow, slightly taken back by Roman's question.

"Well aren't you salt, sarcasm and- Umm..." He stopped trying desperately to think of an ending.

"No, go on, if you think of something that rhymes with sarcasm, then I'll cook you dinner tomorrow night," Virgil said. He was pretty certain Roman wouldn't be able to think of anything and he could basically here the cogs turning in the shorter's head.

"Lacking enthusiasm." Logan puffed when he finally caught up to the two. Roman looked at a mildly panicked Virgil with a grin.

"Hold on- You- You didn't think of that-" Virgil stammered.

"You never said he couldn't use other sources," Logan adjusted his glasses as he noticed Roman smile wildly at him.

"Fine," Virgil scowled again and wrote down his address passing it to Roman, "Be at mine tomorrow at six."