Soul Rings (Prinxiety)

Fifteen (Epilogue) | Roman

(A/N: This is a longer one, I didn't want to split it in half.)

6 Years Later

"Good morning Stormcloud." I mumble as Virgil turns over in my arms.

"Mornin' Ro," he says, yawning mid-statement. I peck his lips and he makes a face of disgust. "Ew morning breath." I laugh lightly.

"I think you'll live. I'm going to go get a shower, make breakfast?" I ask, giving him my puppy-dog eyes.

"I'm starting to think cooking is the only reason you keep me around." I smirk and kiss his forehead.

"Then you'd be right. I love you mi amor." I say, quickly getting up and heading for the bathroom in our apartment. He mumbles something, but I don't hear what. I get into the shower, faintly being able to smell whatever Virgil's cooking. I'm done quickly and I get dressed into a white tshirt with little gold crowns on it and red skinny jeans.

"It smells good out here." I smile at Virgil as I enter the kitchen.

"Yeah no thanks to you," he mumbles. I kiss his lips.

"Ew morning breath," I laugh and he glares, pointing the spatula at me.

"You commanded me to cook for you! I didn't get the chance to brush my teeth yet." I laugh and kiss him again.

"I guess you have a point."

"Go away! I'm trying to make omelettes." He says, pushing me away. I laugh and get out of the way. I get out two plates, placing them on the counter beside the stove.

"What do you want to drink?" I ask Virgil as I get out two glasses.

"Apple juice," he answers. I pour him a glass of apple juice and am about to pour myself a glass of chocolate milk when he glances over at me. "You shouldn't be drinking milk."

"I'll be fine." I roll my eyes.

"Whatever, don't forget you have a show today."

"On second thought," I say, putting the lid back on the milk. "I'll just have apple juice." He smirks as I put apple juice in my glass. I put away the drinks as Virgil plates our food. He turns off the stove and jumps up on the counter. He hands me my plate and I lean against the counter opposite of where he's sitting. We eat silently, just enjoying each other's presence. I'm about to clear the dishes when my phone starts ringing.

"Do you mind?" I ask, gesturing towards the plates and cups. He shakes his head no, but mumbles something about 'convenient timing'. I answer the phone with a smile on my face.

"Hey!"

"Hey Roman! It's Patton!"

"I know Patt, caller ID-" I can hear Logan telling Patton the same thing.

"So are you still doing the thing today? He can't hear me, can he?"

I glance over to Virgil, who hasn't moved. "No, he can't hear you."

"I'm so excited for you Roman! I didn't think I could keep it secret for any longer." He giggles. "Don't be too nervous. He's going to say yes!"

"I'm not nervous about that exactly. I know he will. I just want this to be special for him. He's been through a lot." I say in a hushed tone. Virgil opened up about his past about a month after we started dating. He'd open up a little more everyday and now I know everything. His anxiety and depression have both been a lot less severe. He still gets panic attacks, but they're less frequent.

"Roman I don't think it would matter how you proposed. He'll be happy either way. You know my proposal to Logan didn't go as planned." He giggles. Patton was going to propose to Logan while they were visiting here in New York. It rained their whole trip.