My Soulmark [a Prinxiety & Logicality story] (!BEING RE-EDITED!)

Chapter 12

/Third Person P.O.V./

At the moment, Virgil was at Roman's house, and they were watching a movie together. Virgil said it was "Just because Anne isn't back yet..." but really, they both knew they needed some 'get-to-know-each-other' time, and what better way to do that than to have a Disney marathon?

After a short, and honestly quite awkward, conversation to pick the movie (they eventually ended up choosing "Sleeping Beauty"), they both sat on the couch, about a meter apart, shoulders stiff, a slightly awkward atmosphere forming around them...

As the movie progressed, Roman subtly scooted closer to the shorter boy, until their shoulders were touching. Virgil felt the fabric of Roman's t-shirt against his hoodie, and stiffened up even more, but as Roman slowly crawled his had around Virgil's waist, he seemed to relax a bit.

He appreciated Roman doing...you know...affection, so cautiously, always giving Virgil the time to speak up if he was ever uncomfortable with anything.

He really, honestly, wholeheartedly appreciated it.

As he got more and more used to the other's warmth, Virgil felt himself relax even more...he was slowly and gently, almost so gently he didn't even notice, leaning into Roman's embrace, and resting his head on the princely boy's shoulder.

As this happened, Roman felt tingles go up and down his spine, and he turned his head to be met with what he thought must be the most adorable sight in the world.

There Virgil was, softly leaning his head on Roman's shoulder, his hair all ruffled, as he raised his hand, which was covered by his hoodie's sleeve, up to his mouth to stifle a yawn.

"Adorable", he thought without hesitation.

"Hey Virgil?" Roman asked, keeping his eyes on the screen.

"Yeah?"

"You are the most adorable human I have ever witnessed in my entire life."

Virgil made a couple stuttering sounds, but apart from that, gave no actual answer to the statement.

Roman had an idea.

While Virgil still looked like his brain might be slightly malfunctioning, he slowly and oh-so-carefully placed a small, affectionate kiss on the darkly dressed boy's cheek.

After just a couple seconds to register what just happened, Virgil's face was red. Like, really red. He was such a blushing mess not even his pale foundation could cover it.

And Roman loved it.

And he felt that slowly but surely they would start to actually, truly love each other, soon enough.

And although he would give Virgil all the time he needed, and would make sure the other always felt comfortable around him, Roman had to admit...

"I can't wait."

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*crawls out of dark hole*

*yeets chapter at all you lovely people*

*goes back inside*

Lol, hope you enjoyed!

Byeee!

~K.A.P.!

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