Warning, this chapter contains non-descriptive sexual intercourse and a flashback of non descriptive rape/non-con. As always please take care of yourselves and thank you for reading.
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Virgil hummed pleasantly as the warm watcher of the shower surrounded him, removing the conditioner from his hair. After his conversation with Roman the other day Roman hadn’t let him brood alone in a field staring at the sky. Instead the two of them would go on random “adventures” around the imagination. They were obviously non-confrontational as Roman wisely decided letting Virgil have a weapon at the moment would be doing no one any favors. Instead of his usual heroic adventures he opted for exploring or finding hidden treasures. Virgil had to admit it was much more fun than lazing around that meadow but by the end of it he always felt exhausted or stinky. Luckily for him, Roman had an amazing shower in his room that he was more than willing to lend to Virgil.
“Virgil!” Roman shouted excitedly, bursting through the bathroom door.
Virgil let out a loud squeal of surprise and fear. He twisted around and hissed at the intruder through the steam covered glass door.
“The hell Roman! Did you want to give me a heart attack?” Virgil growled.
“Heh, sorry, I was just thinking about how to get everyone together to have fun and relax. Do you think we should push for family nights or that I should set up a big romantic date for everyones?” Roman asked, the air around him practically buzzing.
Virgil let out a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair to make sure he got all of the conditioner out. Once he was sure he had he turned off the water and cracked the door to peak out.
“Can I have my towel please?” Virgil asked, temperarolly ignoring Roman’s question.
Roman quickly handed Virgil his towel. Once he wiped the majority of the water off his skin he tied the towel around his waist and stepped out into the bathroom.
“Okay, now what exactly are you on about?” Virgil asked, plopping down on the toilet.
“Well everyone has been avoiding talking to each other lately, I thought that maybe we could all get together and have some fun, you know try to cope with things in a healthier way,” Roman replied, his voice faltering a bit towards the end like he was thinking about something.
Roman was still struggling with talking about everything that has happened, but more so he seemed to be taking the change in everyone's behavior almost as poorly as Virgil.
Virgil gave a small nod of agreement before speaking, “If it goes well we can all try to sit down and have a conversation about all of this.”
“Now my question is if we treat it like a casual family night or if I should plan a big date night?” Roman asked, leaning against the wall.
“In other words, something everyone can walk away from at any time so they’ll feel comfortable or something that they’ll feel more obligated to see through to the end even if they want to avoid specific conversation,” Virgil rephrased, pausing a moment for Roman to agree with his logic. “Well, if it were me I’d know I’d prefer the first option. I think I’d feel a bit deceived if I found out the intentions for something I thought was supposed to be a romantic evening were actually to get me to talk about something difficult.”
“Sounds like a plan then. As long as long as you are up for it,” Roman said, a grin crossing his face.
“Yeah, yeah, it’s a plan. Now, am I going to have to sit here naked any longer or can I get changed?” Virgil asked, raising a playful brow.
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