Queer 'n Crazy (Sanders Sides Human! Au)

Chapter 29

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"Logan, you need to help me!" whined Roman as he slammed himself into the seat across from Virgil, making the hoodie-clad boy flinch. Logan glanced up from his book, surveying Roman.

"...with what exactly?"

"We were covering this concept in trig and I couldn't understand anything she was saying and so I was like- "This is okay, I can just use my textbook later!" and so I opened my textbook but all I can see are a bunch of letters and weird as symbols which I can't decipher and-"

"Roman, I think I understand what you're conveying." he interjected, deadpanned. He held his hand out. "The textbook, please."

Roman shoved his plate aside, before digging into his backpack and bringing out a far too large textbook to shove at Logan. Logan adjusted his glasses cutely, scrunching up his nose as he flicked through the contents. Virgil found himself gazing at the way the sun filtered in through the dining hall's windows and glinted off Logan's glasses.

But then he realised that Logan's eyes were flitting behind his glasses toward Virgil's and- oh fuck he's looking at me.

Virgil immediately redirected his gaze to his plate. Objectively it was appetising, a pretty decent sandwich. But by this point he just wasn't hungry. He could feel heat flooding his cheeks, and took a bite just to have something to do with his hands.

"Oh, it's actually rather simple-"
"I'd like advice, not a lecture on how long I study."
"Yes, alright. So in essence-" Virgil chewed the sandwich, zoning out momentarily. He'd had enough of math, in his opinion.

The sandwich was toasted, something that Virgil was having a bit of internal confusion about. Mike and Janice had particularly strong opinions about sandwiches, and it was the one thing they refused to talk about between the two of them.

Janice was an untoasted sandwich person. In her opinion, if you couldn't feel the squishiness of the bread between your fingers, there was no point. She said that sandwiches filled with squishy items should be squishy, and so whenever she made a sandwich with lettuce, meat slices and tomatoes (which was usually), they were always accompanied by slightly warmed but not toasted bread.

Mike on the other hand, was a true supporter of crunchy bread sandwiches. He said that Janice was just concerned about the mess - which may as well be true considering the extent of Virgil's knowledge - and doesn't respect the finer things in life.

The two of them had had countless light-hearted but incredibly realistic arguments on the subject. In fact, the first occurence of these arguments while Virgil was present, he was upstairs in his room, and was startled by the all too familiar sound of yelling to actually pay any attention to the content of the screams. When they traipsed up to get his opinion on the matter, they found him having a silent panic attack at his desk.

Too embarrassed to admit that he'd cried over an argument based on bread, he simply excused it as a result of a turbulent day at school. They may have realised anyway, as from then on their arguments were far quieter and more cheerful.

In fact, that was the only argument when he'd ever heard the two raise their voices. They were a model relationship in the fact that the two preferred settling arguments in a negotiative manner; with Virgil often being a mediator.

The first time he was pulled into this impartial role he was a fish out of water; the idea of them actually listening to his input made his head spin, and he immediately resolved to thinking that they were testing him.