Meaning Of A Purr (Sanders Sides - LAMP Fic)

Chapter 15: Care

Very brief mention of previous sexual abuse but other than that no trigger warnings. As always take care of yourselves and thank you for reading.

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Virgil wiped the sweat from his brow as he let out a long, exhausted breath. 

“You’re doing great today, V. Do you want to continue or take a quick water break?” Roman asked, tapping his wooden sword against his shoulder. 

“I could use some water,” Virgil replied with a tired smile. 

Roman wrapped his arm over Virgil’s shoulder, guiding him over to the shadow of their secluded training ring. Virgil hoisted himself up the aged wooden raining while Roman just leaned his back against it, folding himself over it to crack his stiff back. Roman then leaned down, grabbing both of their water bottles and handing Virgil his. Virgil murmured a quick thank you before beginning to sip at the cool water, enjoying how it felt as it went down his dry throat. He and Roman had been out training for hours and until now Virgil hadn’t let them take a break. 

“Your skills are really improving, you know,” Roman hummed after he had taken a few sips of water himself. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you were getting some muscles under those baggy clothing of yours.” 

“Hmf, wouldn’t you like to know,” Virgil hummed teasingly before continuing to speak. “Who knows, maybe one of these days I’ll be stronger than you.”

“Don’t go getting ahead of yourself now, I am undefeated,” Roman boasted. 

“You said that about uno last night too,” Virgil smirked. 

“I had a bad starting hand,” Roman argued. 

“Three times?” 

“You got lucky.” 

“I also won the pillow fight,” Virgil hummed, as he took another innocent sip from his water. 

“Only because Patton helped you cheat!” 

“Are you accusing Thomas’s morality of cheating?” 

“Two against one is not fair.” 

“I simply recruited him, you could have recruited Logan. You were just too prideful,” Virgil said, reaching over to mess up the prince’s hair. 

Roman spun around and grabbed Virgil’s waist to pick him up. The smaller side let out a fearful squeak as he wrapped himself around Roman so he wouldn’t fall. His cat ears and tail formed, the fur standing on end. His legs held him firmly against Roman’s waist while his hands clasped on his shoulders to keep himself from rumbling backwards if Roman lost his hold on his sides. 

“Not so cheeky up there, I see,” Roman grinned, looking up at Virgil. 

Virgil’s face burnt red as he hissed annoyedly. 

“You jerk! Put me down!” Virgil complained. 

“Aww, but you look so cute like this,” Roman complained teasingly. 

Virgil’s hands trembled as they gripped onto Roman’s shirt. 

“You’re going to drop me, I want down,” Virgil said in as stern of a voice as he could muster. 

Roman walked forward and set Virgil back down on the fence. From there Virgil hopped down onto the ground and looked up at Roman with a pout. 

“You’re adorable,” Roman hummed. 

“You’re just saying that to annoy me,” Virgil hissed. 

“Well, that too. I simply find enjoyment in reminding you of what I think about you,” Roman replied playfully.