Kidnapped ~A Prinxiety Story~

Chapter 22: Clumbsy

(I know it's not the best but I'm low key really proud of that ^^^)

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A few days later, Virgil was walking downstairs to get a drink. Of course, being the slight clutz he is, he fell down the rest of the stairs. Embarrassed and a bit hurt, he stayed sitting on the floor.

"Virgil? What happened?" Lily asks, having heard the noise. "Nothing." Virgil says, leaning his back on the wall. That was a lie, if course; he'd hurt his ankle.

"So why are you sitting by the staircase?" she asks, crossing her arms. "I- n'unn, just.. Chilling." Virgil lied, trying to play it cool. Of course, it didn't work.
"Then why did it sound like you fell down the stairs? Did you hurt yourself?" Lily asks. "... No." Virgil says, looking away and blushing a little in embarrassment. "Get up, then." Lily tells him. Virgil huffed quietly but said or did nothing.

Lily stares at him for a moment before walking off to find Roman.

"Excuse me?" Lily says, finding Roman outside practicing. Roman looked over at her. "Hello Lily." he says. "Virgil's being stubborn." Lily says, rolling her eyes a little and crossing her arms.
Roman chuckles and nods. "He does tend to do that. How so?" he asks. "I'm pretty sure he hurt himself by falling down the stairs and so he's just kinda sulking in embarrassment now." Lily tells him.

Roman turned to her, frowning a little. "Hurt himself how?" he asks. "Well, he's done this a few times before - I think he hurt his ankle. He's really prone to doing that because it happened a lot during recess in elementary school. He sits on the floor until it stops hurting so bad, that's what he told me years ago." Lily explains.

"Is he alright?" Roman asked. "He's going to try and act like it, because he gets embarrassed asking for help." Lily responded. Roman sighs. "Thank you." he says before walking inside.
Virgil had gotten up and was now sitting at the table on his phone. Roman walks up behind him, putting his hands on Virgil's shoulders gently. Virgil sighs softly. "Lily told you, didn't she?" he says, not even having to look behind him to know it's Roman.

"She did." Roman responded. Virgil leaned his head back to look up at him. Roman looks down to meet his eyes. "Are you alright?" he asks. "I'm- I'm fine. Just a rolled ankle, I- I'll walk it off." Virgil said, blushing a little and turning around in the chair carefully to face him.

"Can I see it?" Roman asks. "... I don't know, can you?" Virgil responded, smirking a little. He was mostly trying to dodge the question. Roman narrows his eyes and took Virgil by the chin. "Not the time to be a brat." he murmurs.

Virgil blushes and grunted softly, eyes looking away. "Get up on the table so I can look at it, please. You don't want to walk it off if it's too serious." Roman says.
Virgil huffs. "I'm fine, I can walk.." he grumbles, climbing up onto the table. "Take your sock off." Roman said. Virgil groans. "This is embarrassing.." he mumbles, crossing his arms.

Roman chuckles a little in confusion. "How is it embarrassing?" he asks. Virgil blushes and huffs. "It just is.." he mumbles, looking away.
"I would understand being embarrassed about things like bathing together or having sex with each other, but neither of those things are what's happening right now, so what's there to be embarrassed about?" Roman says.

Virgil blushes brightly, hiding his face quickly. "Th-that was blunt!! Jesus, now both you and Joan have just casually suggested that we're gonna fuck-" he said, voice cracking a little.
Roman tilts his head but smiled in an amused way. "When did Joan say that?" he asks.
Virgil looks at him, blushing a bit. "I-it was before we started dating.. Remember that time I was playing cards with them, about 2 weeks after you took me here?" he asks, taking the sock off his injured foot.

"I think so. That was when I flirted with you to see your reaction, if I'm correct." Roman responds, kneeling down to look at Virgil's ankle. Virgil blushes a bit. "You- okay, um, well, after you left, they were all teasing me about having a crush on you, and a-at the time, I was denying it because I didn't think you felt the same-"

"Mhm?" Roman hums, walking over to the cabinet and grabbing a wrap for Virgil's foot. "A-and so they all said something of like, ‘oh, so you don't want him to do this? Do that?’, you know, and w-well um.. Joan said ‘what if he wanted to fuck you? Would you let him?’ a-and that's why I was blushing when I went back upstairs that day-" Virgil continues as Roman carefully wrapped his foot up.

Roman chuckles softly. "They said that, did they? Well, I'm curious, how did you respond?" he asks. "By going upstairs-" Virgil said. Roman smirked a little, pausing his movement for a moment. "How did you want to respond?" he asks, finishing the wrap afterwards.

Virgil blushes deeper. "Wh-what exactly do you.. Mean..?" he asks. Roman stands up and held him by the chin gently. "I mean, what was your immediate thought when they asked you?" he murmurs softly.
"I-.. ‘yes’, it.. I-it was yes." he said, still blushing brightly. Roman gave a small chuckle. "Even from that early, interesting." he says before kissing Virgil softly. Virgil kissed back after a moment.

"Try to take it easy with your foot, love." Roman says when the kiss breaks. Virgil looked down at his wrapped foot. "Where did you learn how to do that?" he asks. "From Logan. I watched him do it when Patton hurt his ankle a long time ago." Roman responds, smiling softly.

Virgil nods a little before looking up at Roman. "Hm?" Roman hums, looking at him. Virgil blushed a little and held his arms out. Roman smiles and picks him up, holding him close. "That was adorable." he says, patting Virgil's back.
"Shut up n' lemme cuddle.." Virgil mumbles into Roman's shoulder. Roman chuckles. "Cuddles are being accepted, my love." he says, kissing the top of Virgil's head. Virgil looks up at him, blushing a little and giving a blep.

"You're just the cutest little thing, aren't you?" Roman says, smiling at him. Virgil made a quiet squee noise in response, hiding his face back into Roman's shoulder. Roman chuckles and kept him close.

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(This is a pattern for me. Don't write for days, weeks, months, then publish a bunch because my creativity goes
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