The Prince, The Gangster, The Teacher, And The Poet (Sander Sides Fanfic)

Chapter Ten-The Book

TW: You all ready for analogical fluff? Because you're getting analogical fluff.

The fighting had, of course, put Virgil on edge. But he had toughed through it, taking deep breaths, and had relaxed when Logan and Roman had seemed to make up. Logan still had a flower behind his ear, probably from the bouquet that Roman had picked, which was in one of Logan's bags. 

The walking was more comfortable now, Patton was humming some song, and Roman joined in, harmonizing. Because of course, he did. Logan, at some point, had taken out a book from one of his bags and was reading as they walked. Virgil couldn't help but stare at him, so engrossed by the pages that basically just had squiggles on them. Virgil felt a soft pang in his chest.

'You could ask him.' The voice whispered, smiling.

"Shut up." He whispered out loud before he could stop himself, and Roman, who was keeping pace with him, turned.

"What?" Virgil shook his head, wincing.

"Nothing, nothing, sorry, I was just thinking, and then..." He gritted his teeth as the voice laughed. "It's really nothing. Sorry to interrupt your song." Roman rolled his eyes, but Patton had stopped humming at this point, so there wasn't a harmony to go back too.

"Hey, Pat." Roman sped up a little, walking next to Patton. "I spy with my little eye something that is green." Patton thought about it for a moment.

"Is it the grass?"

"No."

"Is it the trees?"

"Yep! Good job!" Roman gave his friend a high five, and Virgil noticed the small sigh and eye roll from Logan.

"My turn!" Patton grinned, clapping his hands. "I spy with my little eye something that is... blue!" He grinned, giggling.

"Is it... the sky?" Roman guessed, making a show of thinking about it. Patton squealed, laughing, clapping his hands. The sigh from Logan was more audible this time. "Okay, okay. I spy with my little eye... something that is brown."

"Is it the road, Roman?" Logan rolled his eyes, keeping his voice monotone.

"Yeah, how did you guess?" Roman laughed, beaming, his tone much more sarcastic then Logan's.

"Because you couldn't use the trunks of the trees, you already said trees as a broad concept, and there are only four different colors around us." Logan didn't look up from his book, and Virgil for a moment wondered how much practice he must have had to get to be able to walk this long without tripping. 

"You're right. Hmm.... what about..." Roman turned his head to face Patton. "I spy with my little eye something that is radiant." Roman completed the statement with a wink, but Patton didn't seem to get it.

"Is it the sun?" Patton asked, looking genuinely confused.

"No, Patton." Roman laughed a little.

"Is it... uh... the flowers?" Patton turned back to Roman, still looking baffled.

"No. It isn't the flowers. Though they are pretty." Roman nodded.

"Huh..."

"Do you give up?" Roman leaned towards Patton a little, smiling.

"Yeah! What is it?" Patton asked, grinning up at Roman. 

"You." Patton giggled, squealing.

"Roman that's so cute!" Roman laughed again, turning to the two others.

"Honestly, I see three radiant beings." He teased, and Logan tripped on a stone. He didn't fall, he just stopped and gathered his balance, holding his book up a little higher. It was apparent he was blushing.