It's been two weeks since the Disney trip and proposal. Everyone loved the trip, and had so much fun, but they had to go back to work.
Roman called up both Logan and Virgil. He invited them to brunch.
After they accepted, and headed over to Roman and Patton's house.
Logan and Virgil immediately knew something was up the moment they smelt cinnamon rolls and fries. Patton only makes cinnamon rolls when he's nervous. And he only makes French fries to soften a blow.
Everyone sat down at the table, and grabbed their plates. After about 10 minutes of a tense, chewing filled silence, Logan spoke up.
"So, what is this about?"
"Wha- what do you mean?" Patton stuttered nervously. "Pat, you made comfort food. It's ok, just tell us where the body is, and we'll frame it on Roman."
Roman made some offended princey noises at Virgil's words. "Umm, excuse me!"
"You're excused." Logan replied, hiding a smirk at Romans enraged face. Patton, sensing his fiancé's frustration, started giggling.
Soon everyone was laughing, and Roman playfully hit Logan. "And Virgil, for your information, we are not here about Patton. It's about y'all."
Virgil instantly stopped laughing, and looked terrified. Logan reaches over and squeezed Virgil's hand. Patton whacked Roman.
"Common my love, you know you can't just say things like that!"
Roman looked sheepishly at Virgil. "Sorry V, Let me rephrase, Patton and I have a question to ask y'all two."
Patton nodded enthusiastically, and bounced over to the cabinet in the corner, and grabbed two envelopes out of the top drawer. He handed the red one to Roman, and sat back down, still holding the light blue one.
The fiancé's smiled at eachother, then Roman handed Logan the red envelope and Patton handed Virgil the blue one.
Logan opened his and scowled at the amount of glitter that fell out of the envelope. Virgil opened his, took out the card, and started choking.
Logan looked worriedly at his shocked boyfriend. He then took his card completely out of the envelope and gasped.
It was a card that had a black bow tie on it, and said "TIME TO SUIT UP! Your service as bestman is requested."
Logan looked up questionably, and Roman nodded. Logan smiled, looked over at Virgil's card, and made an indescribable noise.
Virgil was staring down at a card that said "get me a stripper". Logan was stunned, and Virgil finally got the courage to open the card. The card unfolded, and instead of "GET ME A STRIPPER" it now said "GET out there and plan ME A bachelor party! STRIve for refined and uPPER class, fun but tame. (Will You Be My Bestman?)"
Virgil was silent for a minute before busting out laughing. He threw his arms around Patton and said, "Of course you weirdo! I would love to be your bestman, I'm honored!"
Patton smiled so very gleefully, and then Virgil continued talking. "As for the other thing, I'm sure Remy knows a place."
Patton buried his head in his hands, and Roman wrapped Pat up in his arms. "Don't worry dearheart, Virgil will do no such thing!"
"No, I am, the card asked me too." Virgil said, knowing full and well that he was going to get Patton one of those singing striper bass's and paint a blue 'p' on it.
Patton laughed, knowing his best friend wouldn't do anything too drastic. Probably. Most likely. Hopefully.
Roman looked at Logan for support, and just saw a smirk. "I don't do bow ties, but I would be honored to be your bestman." Roman hugged Logan, and Patton hugged Virgil. Then they all merged together into one big group hug, mainly because Patton dragged Virgil over yelling "group hug!"
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The Astronomer and The Florist
FanfictionLogan gets passed up for a promotion in favor of the boss's nephew, and he gets Virgil's help to say 'fuck you' in flowers. (It's better than it sounds, I promise)