Sanders Sides One-Shots

Count your blessings - Prinxiety

SOULMATE SEPTEMBER

Day 8 : Your chest gets hotter or colder the closer or further away you are from your soulmate.

TRIGGER WARNINGS! talks about suicide, young prostitutions, poverty and illness. it doesn't go in details but still. tell me if I forgot anything!

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It had been 2 years since Roman had found his soulmate and it hadn't been easy. Virgil was a common street musician and he was an outgoing noble who in only a few years would have become a king.

He still remembered that day when, galloping slowly through the towns streets he heard that voice, that voice that changed his life forever. The moment he realized that while getting closer and closer to the sound, his chest started to get warmer and warmer was imprinted in his heart, and the first feeling of amazement he got when he saw Virgil for the first time was forever stuck into his brain. To say it took him some time to convince the other that he was hood enough for a royal, would be an euphemism; Virgil was reserved and ridden to the bone with anxiety, not to mention not at all interested in a relationship with, quote on quote, "self-centered moron.".

It took him six months of courting to convince him just to go on a date with him, and another six for him to become his boyfriend and accept a room in the palace for him and his family.

So when a year he found out his father's plans for him, in Roman's mind the rage and resentment he was feeling in that moment were completely justified.

"I can't believe my father would do something like that!" He seethed, pacing back and forth in his royal bedroom.

Virgil and the princess just sat on his bed, following him with their eyes. It had been going on for almost an hour by then, just repeating that same sentence and insulting his father in many colorful ways.

"I mean, he wants me to marry someone who is not my soulmate, and what is more is a girl." He spat out, making Nyx roll her eyes and glare at him, her arms folded against her chest.

"You know this girl is right here and also not very thrilled to marry you, Royal Pain in the ass. Plus I'm just as gay as they come and I would very much rather spend my life with a cute girlfriend than a Disney-obsessed prince like you."

Roman just dismissed her with a movement of the hand, his usually soft features still contorted into a rage filled expression.

"That stupid old man, this is so unfair! I don't see why I should marry someone I don't love as an agreement of peace between the kingdom! Can't we just... I don't know, sign something?! Like every normal fucking person would do?! No! He has to follow his stupid fucking traditions because who cares about his son's happiness right?!"

"Darling?"Virgil asked softly as he carefully watched the prince, "Don't you think you're a bit over reacting?"

Immediately Roman stopped dead in his tracks, glaring over at his soulmate who just stared at him wide eyed, not expecting that reaction.

"Oh shut up! How would you you know if I'm overreacting?! You're a peasant for fuck's sake, your life has always been easy, you don't know the first thing about what it's like being a royal!"

The prince regretted those words the moment they left his mouth, but it was already too late. He just stood there, breathing labored and guilt starting to build up inside of him, over powering the rage as he looked as his soulmate eyes hardened into a glare.

"Excuse me?" He snapped as he got up from the bed. "Easy you say? Oh sure let me go back to my once starving seven year old sister and ill dying mother and tell them how easy their life was. Let me go back to my suicidal abusive father so that I can't tell him to not hang himself in the bathroom because of how much debt he managed to drown his family in, after all it's not worth it right? His life was so easy."