Roman Thinks Virgil is a Vampire -- Sanders Sides fanfiction

Harmless Misunderstandings

inspired by this post: 
https://sanders-sides-uncorrect-quotes.tumblr.com/post/630985329620516864/this-is-exactly-how-i-imagined-it-thanks-kind

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Virgil noticed that Roman was being weird almost immediately after he'd been formally accepted and invited into their - well, his - little family.

It had started after he had been on the floor in the corner in the kitchen, drinking from a thermos, by all means minding his own business.

Roman wandered in, dancing a little, bopping to something playing through his red and gold earbuds: Disney themed, if Virgil was to guess. He grabbed a glass from the wooden cabinets above the sink for water. He must not have initially noticed Virgil, because as he popped an ice cube into his cup, he did a double-take accompanied by a yelp, spinning to face his friend.

Virgil obviously jolted, almost dropping his bottle. His eyes snapped to Roman and he jumped to his feet, ready to bail at the first sign of danger.

"Dude, what?!" he exclaimed, panic rising at the outburst.

"You scared me, you absolute sneak! I - what - were you just sitting on the ground staring at the wall like it - like it - murdered your family all day?" Roman held a hand to his rapidly rising and falling chest, trying to soothe his nerves.

Virgil blinked and snorted, 'all day' . He rolled his eyes, his heart rate slowing as well, "Very funny, Princey. I do sleep you know." He cupped his hands around his drink and sipped, focusing on the sweet flavor. Roman turned to the sink, shaking his head a little, still a little unnerved.

He let water from the silver faucet fill up his cup, "So you've just been asleep all day?"

"Eh. Mostly. I stayed up until like eight AM though and I woke up - say, maybe thirty minutes ago? I slept in."

Roman shut the faucet off and turned his head to look at Virgil, eyes as wide as saucers, "You woke up at nine PM?"

"Uh... yeah? I do have some semblance of a sleep schedule, you know."

Roman stared at him, not a lick of comprehension behind his eyes. Virgil stared back.

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do you sleep all day? You miss the animals and the daylight and the sunshi--" Roman stopped mid sentence, and then glanced at the thermos with a look Virgil couldn't identify. He could almost see a loading gif playing above Roman's head.

"And the sunshine."

There was a tense few seconds in the kitchen. Virgil briefly considered sinking out to avoid whatever was happening inside Roman's brain.

Before he could do anything, his companion finally spoke, "Oh."

Virgil didn't miss the solemness in the word.

There was a moment of silence.

"Oh?"

"Oh."

Another moment of silence.

"What?"

"It's okay Virgil, I understand," Roman made the sign of the cross over his heart in promise, "your secret is safe with me. You don't have to lie about this anymore."

Virgil didn't move an inch.

"What?"

Roman looked around anxiously for anyone who might hear (silly, given that the only others around were Patton and Logan), before stage-whispering to Virgil conspiringly, "Your--" he motioned haphazardly to Virgil's drink.