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

Chapter Thirty Four-The Boyfriends

TW: Patton feeling bad, but other than that just healthy communication! Mentions of past Anxciet

"Did you kids have fun?" Holly joked as the four made their way upstairs, depositing the bags where Holly directed them to. Roman once again looked at Virgil in a way that made him want to both punch the royal and kiss him.

"As much fun as one could have in an underground maze." Logan let himself smile a little, and Patton nodded.

"I got all dirty though!" He dusted off his clothes, and, really for the first time since they entered the maze, the group looked at their own clothing. Virgil's jacket was covered in dust and dirt, and there was the same discoloration on his pants where he had sat on the floor. Roman wasn't much better, and at least Virgil had been wearing black. Roman's white outfit looked almost ruined. Patton's shirt gave off a puff of dust particles into the air as he touched it, and Logan's glasses had more than a few smudges.

"Put your clothing in the bin by your door, I'll have the cleaners get that back to you as soon as possible." They smiled. "And thank you for doing that for me. Let me know if you need anything else, I am at your service." They took a small bag out from behind the desk and tossed it to Logan. Logan caught it with a clink.

"We can't-" He started, but Holly held up a hand.

"You spent half the day down there, you deserved some sort of compensation." They insisted, and Logan relented. Holly went back to their desk, and Patton turned to the group.

"I call taking a bath first!" He grinned at them, and Virgil couldn't help but grin back.

"You go ahead, Virgil and I needed to talk to Logan about something." Patton paused.

"Is everything okay?" Virgil nodded.

"Yeah, everything's fine, don't worry, we'll be right up." Virgil tries to comfort Patton, and Patton smiles at them, but Virgil can tell that he's still worried.

"Alright, if you say so, kiddo!" As soon as Patton disappeared up the stairs, Roman took Logan by the arm and took the trio over to a more closed off area.

"Is everything alright? You both seem..." Logan trailed off, and the pair exchanged looks. There was a few moments of silence, and Logan adjusted his weight, folding his arms. "Are you going to tell me what happened, or am I going to have to infer?" There were a few more moments of awkward silence.

"Roman kissed me!" Virgil blurted, pointing at Roman with his eyes closed.

"Hey, that makes me sound bad!" Roman defended, looking to Logan. "Virgil was saying all this untrue," He directed the word right at Virgil. "Stuff about himself and refused to listen to me, so what else was I supposed to do? Not kiss him?" Logan let out a puff of laughter.

"I suppose I shouldn't have left you both alone." Logan visibly relaxed.

"I agree. What were you thinking." Roman teased. "I told you this morning that I had like, no self-control today."

"That you did." Logan agreed, before turning to Virgil. "Are you... what exactly did the two of you talk about?" Virgil shifted uncomfortably.

"He... uh... he told me that you guys talked about this sort of thing." He started, looking to Roman, who nodded as encouragingly as he could, and some of the heart combusting anxiety was released. "And that... that... you'd be interested in me too?" Logan smiled in relief.

"Yes. That's correct. If you are consenting, of course." Virgil looked at the two of them.

"And this isn't a prank?" His voice was small and terrified, and he could tell by just a look that the other two wanted to scoop him into their arms and keep him safe forever.