No trigger warnings this chapter I don't think, just a bunch of fluff. It's a bit of a short chapter but hopefully its still good. As always take care of yourselves and thank you for reading.
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“Are you sure you don’t need any help, Kiddo?” Patton called from the living room over top of the What’s New Scooby Doo theme song.
Virgil let out a chuckle knowing his more emotional boyfriend was bored without his immediate company or something more entertaining to do than just watch old reruns. Sadly he wanted to keep what he was preparing as big of a surprise as he could without being totally left alone.
“No, I’ve got this. I want to make a nice dinner for everyone tonight,” Virgil replied walking out of the kitchen to lean over the back of the couch. “Besides, you need to take a break once in a while. You cook every meal every day with very few exceptions. I haven’t cooked any of you a single meal since living here despite knowing how, let me treat you for once.”
Patton let out a whine as he purposely fell over from his seated position to sprawl out on the couch cushions. He held up his arms grasping at the air in front of Virgil needily.
“Do you have time to cuddle at least?” Patton asked.
“I guess I can put off the last of the preparations until the timer goes off,” Virgil replied, slowly guiding himself over the back of the couch and onto Patton’s chest.
Patton loosely wrapped his arms around Virgil, careful not to make him not feel trapped. Virgil crossed his hands on top of Patton’s chest, resting his chin lightly on top of them as he looked up at Patton.
“Hey,” he said with a smirk.
“Hey yourself,” Patton replied, one of his hands snaking up to run his fingers through Virgil’s hair.
Surprisingly, despite being stressed about trying to make the perfect dinner he hadn’t actually summoned in his ears and tail. He’d been keeping them out more often recently, summoning them just because he felt like it and not just because they were forced out when he was over emotional. He’d come to terms with the fact everyone liked them and made him feel good about himself when he had them out. It honestly felt odd for Patton’s hand to glide so easily over his head without rubbing against the sensitive area.
“Hey Patt?”
“Mhm?”
“Do you like me better with or without my cat ears?” Virgil asked, tensing self-consciously as he averted his gaze from Patton’s face.
“I like you,” Patton instantly replied with his usual chipper smile.
Virgil blinked a few seconds, trying to determine if that was some sort of coded answer as he looked back at Patton.
“That doesn’t answer-”
“I know,” Patton said, cutting him.
The warm, playful glow in Patton’s eyes made Virgil let out a soft breath and smile.
“You’re such a dork,” Virgil chuckled, moving further up on Patton.
“And you love it,” Patton said, messing up Virgil’s hair.
Virgil puffed out his cheeks in fake annoyance until he broke to give him a much softer look.
“That wasn’t up for debate,” Virgil hummed, leaning the final distance up Patton’s body to give him a quick peck on the lips.
A timer beeped in the other room and Virgil pushed himself up onto his arms, Patton’s arms still limply clinging to his hair and back.
“Time for me to go finish dinner,” Virgil hummed pressing his forehead against Patton’s.
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