Sanders Sides Oneshots

Moxiety -- Monkey Bars

Word count: 800

Virgil POV

Trigger warning: censored F-slur once. 

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This isn't the first time my boyfriend has dragged me outside by any means. It's actually a fairly common occurence. Patton loves the outdoors, he loves going on walks and hikes and playing at playgrounds and everything you can do outside.

Once we made flower crowns. Another time he dragged me to the beach. Another time we went hiking and stayed to watch the stars overnight.

I've grown to be quite fond of the outdoors, not enough to choose to go on walks, but I may or may not steal Logan's books and read on the porch swing.

Anyway, that's why I'm not fighting Patton as he skips along the path holding my hand.

We walk around the neighborhood, going to see all the dogs. Then we drive to the park nearby. We walk around aimlessly for a bit.

"Ah! Virgil Look!" Patton turns towards me eyes glittering with excitement as he points to the playground nearby, theres next to no one there.

I can't help but smile at him. He's just so Faexing adorable.

"Go ahead," I mumble. I swing his hand in the direction of the park while letting go.

He starts running towards it. He climbs up quickly and goes on the slides.

I meander over towards the swings and mindlessly push myself with my feet.

I look around at where we are while I wait for Patton to finish playing. The weather is nice, It's January, but we're in Florida so it's not that cold. If anything it's hot, I couldn't bring my hoodie on our walk because I would overheat. And that's saying something, I don't overheat easily.

"Virgil!" I hear Patton call. He's hanging upside down on the monkey bars.

I smile at him, assuming he'll move on to something else afterwards, but he doesn't. He hangs there until his face looks more red than normal.

I walk over to him. "Patton, all the blood is rushing to your head, you're going to pass out and fall."

"Maybe I was waiting for you to come over here."

"And why would you be doing that?" I wonder raising an eyebrow.

"So I could kiss you like Spiderman!" Patton says smiling brightly.

I rest one of my hands upside down on his face. "You're an idiot sometimes Patton Sanders."

"Hey!" He pouts lightly, putting his hands on his hips to emphasize his point.

I chuckle lightly. "Good thing I like silly idiots." I tell him, Kissing him to prove my point.

He hums contentedly into the kiss. Giggling when we disconnect, that is until someone shouts.

"F*gott! Go to hell!"

I look sassily at the person. It's a very businesslike man. I roll my eyes, do I look like I give a f*ck about what he says? Hell no.

I smirk, flip him off, and kiss my boyfriend again.

Patton makes a surprised noise, but then starts kissing me back.

"You shouldn't do that Virge." Patton warns me softly.

"Why not? I should be able to kiss my boyfriend without feeling guilty or ashamed of it. People like them can go p*ss off somewhere else"

"Language."

I shrug unapologetically. Then I look at him, expecting a response, but not getting one.

"Stop that." He covers his face with his hands. Blushing madly, or that might be the blood rushing to his head.

"Stop what?" I gently take his hands away from his face.

"Looking at me like that."

"Like what?" I laugh a little bit at how flustered he seems.

"Like...Like that!" He gestures to me.

I realize how soft my expression is. I'm smiling gently, my eyes aren't squinted, and I have my hair pulled out of my face more than normal. I guess Patton just brings out the best in me.

"Do you know what this look is?" I ask him sincerely.

"mnmn." He shakes his head. His hair twirls underneath him.

I realize how my next phrase would sound aloud so I try to rework it. "Love, Patton, this is my in-love look.

His eyes go wide and mouth opens a little bit. I fear the he has taken it the wrong way.

"WOAh! He shouts. His grip slips and he falls towards the ground.

I catch him. He's facing the ground. But at least he didn't hit it.

"Are you alright?" I ask him as I set him down softly.

"Yeah!" He beams at me.

I laugh to myself as I realize something. "I think you just fell for me." I say smiling like the Cheshire Cat.

It takes a moment for Patton to register what al happened in the last thirty seconds. When he does he starts laughing.

He grabs my hand playfully. "I love you too Virgil." He kisses me quickly, stepping up on his tiptoes more for the aesthetic than necessity.

I smile to myself. Patton loves me. I already know he does, but it always makes me smile.

"Where to now?" I ask him.

"There's a trail nearby." He offers.

"Lead the way." Patton obeys me, leading me to the dirt path.

There'a something about the aesthetic of being led through a trail in the middle of Floridian winter by your boyfriend. I can't pinpoint it, but I can tell you that I love it and I wouldn't trade it for the world.

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Hey Angels! 

Like I promised, moxiety fluff.  It is decently shorter than my normal ones, I guess you could say it's short, sweet, and to the point. 

Question of the chapter: What is your dream date?

My answer is: I don't really care that much. Being Demisexual I am more attracted to the person than their 'sex appeal'. I do have random images of dates like "I'm laying in the back of a pickup truck full of blankets with my date mate, staring at them as they stare at the stars" or "I'm standing in the back of a coffeeshop style place while my girlfriend sings onstage." or "my boyfriend takes me to Grants Farm and watches me as I draw the animals poorly." (I'm Panromantic can you tell?) I will honestly say that the former two sound much more appealing than the latter. 

As a general rule I don't like very flashy or crowded places, so no clubs or parties. I have a more domestic sense of love. (and that definitely shows in my writing) I would, however, love to see dancers or gymnasts perform, I love watching them. 

Sorry for the shorter chapter, Have a great time reading my wonderful Angels!