Cinderella

Two Lovers, a Glove, and Squealing Roommates

"Home!" Virgil called into the house. The two should be home; Remus didn't have to work until four and Janus should be on his lunch break. The emo looked over at the living room, where the other two were watching the news. "...search for the glove bearer," a man said. Virgil recognized him: Prince Roman.

Janus and Roman were staring at him, Virgil realized. "Virgil," Janus deadpanned with wide eyes. "Did you kiss the prince?' Recovering from the shock in record time, Virgil cocked his head. "What? No, why would you even think that?" he lied. Janus quirked an eyebrow. "You're lying." The emo scoffed and started to talk, but was cut off by Remus. "The prince said it was a glove, and you have a set of black gloves. Show us both of them and we'll believe you."

Virgil glared at Remus, whose lips broke into a wide, open-mouthed grin. "Oh my fucking god, VIRGIL FUCKING KISSED PRINCE FUCKING ROMAN!" he shouted excitedly. "Shh!" Virgil hushed, worried the neighbors would hear him. "Oh my god, how could you not have told us?!?" He simply shrugged. "I dunno, I didn't find the need to talk about it." Janus stood up and slammed his hands on the back of the couch. "You didn't find the need," Janus began, exhaling a shaky, airy chuckle, "to tell us you kissed the future king of Thomasphere?" "...yeah," Virgil answered, rubbing the back of his neck.

Janus huffed, blowing a loud breath. "I might scream." Virgil gave him a guilty, apologetic smile. Remus was about to say something when suddenly, there was a knock at the door. The emo began to walk towards the door, curious as to who it could be, when he remembered.

The Prince.

He's visiting every tech store employee's house.

"Shit!" Virgil cursed, whirling around and bolting into his room. "Virge? What's up?" Remus called. Just before he closed the door, he glanced back at the mustached man. "It's the Prince!" he hissed. The door slammed shut and the two boyfriends on the couch looked at each other excitedly before Janus shouted, "coming!"

Their door swung open to reveal a person holding a small tablet in a palace uniform, a soldier, and the very man they'd been expecting- Prince Roman. "Greetings, citizens. This is Prince Roman, as you probably know. Is this th-" "Yeah, Virgil lives here, and he's kind of freaking out," Remus interrupted. "Please, come in." Janus and Remus stepped aside to let the trio in. "Let us get him real quick, hold on a sec." The two rushed over to Virgil's room and knocked on the door.

"Oh Virgil~" Remus sang, "your Prince Charming is here! Don't forget to bring the glove." Roman's heart fluttered as he heard a familiar voice mutter panicked words on the other side of the door before it creaked open. Could it really be him?

Slowly, the door inched open and a figure crept out. Instantly, Roman knew it was him. That hair, that hoodie, that eyeshadow, those lips, those gorgeous eyes. It's him. The prince grinned stupidly at the emo, who responded by glancing away with pink cheeks. His housemates giggled at this. "Hello, Hot Topic," he managed, walking over to Virgil. "Aw, you think I'm hot," he remarked. "Of course."

Virgil looked up at Roman. "I guess I gotta show you guys the other glove, huh?" he sighed, glancing at the servant who nodded in response. Virgil reached into his patchwork hoodie pocket and produced a black fingerless glove, sliding it onto his hand. The servant gave Roman the other and he took the emo's other hand. "Virgil, was it?" he asked as he put on the matching glove. The man in question nodded. Beautiful name. "I must ask you the question that you no doubt heard I would be asking the glove bearer." Not letting go of the emo's hand, Roman looked into Virgil's dazzlingly brown eyes. "Will you be my boyfriend?"

Virgil chuckled. "Never thought the prince of Thomasphere would ask me that." He smirked as his eyes moved up to meet Roman's. "Yes."

Roman immediately swept Virgil off the ground, pulling him into a deep and passionate kiss. Sparks seemed to fly between them, it felt so enchanting. Remus and Janus cheered from the side and the servant simply smiled, then turning back to their tablet to contact the kings. Finally breaking the kiss, Roman set Virgil back down. "Well, we have a lot of media to face, as well as my parents. Don't worry, they're really awesome. Otherwise they wouldn't have let me search for you," Roman explained. Virgil smiled back up at him.

"Oh and by the way," Virgil said, remembering something. "Um, sorry for ditching you the other night, I kind of panicked, was scared I'd get in trouble or somethi-" Roman cut him off with a quick peck to his lips. "It's okay, Virgil. I forgive you." He gave him a grateful smile, before glancing at the door. "So... what now?" he says. Roman looks at the servant. "Your next course of action would be to introduce them to the kings, sir," they tell the couple. Roman nods in response and turns back to his boyfriend. "Well, I guess we should get going Princey," Virgil sighs with a light grin. "Yes, I suppose we should.

Follow me, my Cinderella."