Kidnapped ~A Prinxiety Story~

Chapter 10: The Morning After

⚠ Hangover, angst, mention of suicidal thoughts ⚠

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Virgil woke up with a quiet groan. "Fuck sake.." he grumbled, rubbing his eyes open. Roman looks at him. "Good morning, love. Do you need painkillers?" he asks.

Virgil nods slightly. "Mhm.. My head hurts like hell.." Roman sighs softly but smiles, kissing Virgil's cheek. "You're hungover, love." he says before getting up to go grab the painkillers.
He came back shortly after, also with a glass of water. Virgil sat up slowly, wincing at the headache. Roman handed him the water and 2 of the pills.

Virgil took them, one at a time because he was afraid of choking. "Drink the rest of the water too, love. It will help." Roman says, sitting next to him.
Virgil nods a little and sipped the water. "The hell even happened..? Last thing I really remember is cleaning my face off when I spilled the drink you gave me.." he mumbles.

Roman chuckles. "I'm surprised you even remember that. Well, shortly after on your way back from the bathroom, you almost fell, so I caught you. And well, you talked to me." he says, blushing a little but smiling.
"Oh god, what did I say..." Virgil asks, taking another drink of water. "Um, well, you asked me when- you said when- we married, if you would be a prince. I said yes, you would." Roman tells him.

Virgil blushes brightly and choked on the water. "I- said what-" Virgil says when he could breathe, voice cracking with embarrassment.
Roman chuckles a little. "Then you asked if you would have to dress like one, and I said only when you had to, which would be like.. Royal events or something."

Virgil cleared his throat awkwardly. "W-well I don't even know how to get into clothes like that-" he says. Roman smiles sweetly. "I'd help you." he says.
"O-okay.. Um anyways what happened after that?" Virgil asks. "Oho, you're gonna love this: you threw up over yourself, so I took you to the bathroom so you could continue over the toilet." Roman says, chuckling a little.

Virgil took a breath. "Great-" he says. "Oh that's not all. When you were done, I tried to wipe it off of you, but you still had it on your skin, you know-" Roman tells him.
Virgil looks at him. "So, well, I.. Don't take this the wrong way but I helped you out of your clothes-"

Virgil's face turns red. "N-hahhh.. What-?" Roman scoffed a gentle laugh. "You needed a bath love; you couldn't stand upright enough to shower and I wasn't going to leave you alone, you'd pass out in the bathroom. So, I put you in the bath and helped you wash off."

"Y-you bathed me-?" Virgil asks, blushing darker. Roman chuckles a little and nods. "Yeah, yeah I did. Then got you into clean clothes, which Logan had provided- don't worry, he didn't see anything- and took you to my room."

"I-.. S-so earlier, you said I.. Well, said ‘when we marry’.. W-would you ever? M-me?" Virgil asks. Roman blushes and smiles. "I plan on it, yes." He says, holding Virgil's chin gently and kissing him. Virgil blushes and kisses back, putting his arms around Roman's shoulders.

Roman pulled back, kissing Virgil's forehead. "Do you feel any better yet?" he asks. "A little.." Virgil answers. "Good. You should probably eat now, then." Roman says. "So should you." Virgil replied cheekily, giving Roman a small smirk.

Roman looks at him and chuckles. "Cheeky bastard. Go eat." he says. Virgil huffs. "Why do I gotta eat before you? You're the prince here-" he protests. Roman smirks. "Well, if I fed on you before you've eaten anything, you run the risk of passing out easier. I don't want that, my love, so go eat."

Virgil huffs and kisses him. Roman smiles, putting an arm around Virgil's back and returning the kiss. "Where's that come from?" Roman asks when they pull away, smiling.
"You're joking, right? Look at you; you're so attractive, you expect me not to kiss you?" Virgil says playfully. Roman chuckles softly. "My love," he says, putting his other arm around him.

"I assure you, that you are just as attractive." he finished, kissing him again. Virgil kissed back, putting his arms around Roman's shoulders.
"But I'm not though, you can regenerate your body, so you can't get scars.. Hah, I'm covered in them.." Virgil mumbles when they pull away again.

"Scars do not determine how attractive you are, Virgil. Personality, and in your case, smiles and noises, are what make you attractive. But if it gives you any consolation, if and when I do turn you, they will heal." Roman tells him, holding Virgil's chin gently.

Virgil looked away slightly. "But the trauma will still be there, won't it.. There's no way to erase that from someone's mind.."
Roman frowned a little. "Perhaps not, but I'd like to think I could keep you focused on the here and now most days.." he says.

Virgil teared up a little, immediately wiping his eyes. "Y-you know, the night you found me, I.. I really was debating suicide.." he says, scoffing sadly before continuing.
"Then, for whatever reason, the universe dropped you in front of me, and I.. I just don't understand, how or why I deserve someone as kind or loving as you.." He started crying, tears falling down his cheeks.

Roman sighs softly and frowns, listening to Virgil speak. "Y-you know... My first thought was that you were a trick.. L-like somehow, someway, things would go wrong and I'd lose you, o-or that I was dreaming and I'd wake up back at home.." Virgil says.
Roman held him close to himself and pets him softly. "I promise you this is real. And if something does go wrong, you won't lose me, Virgil." he says.

Virgil hiccuped a little, hiding his face in Roman's chest and crying quietly. "It's okay.. I'm right here, it's okay." Roman says quietly, continuing to pet him gently.