I wanted to do a big project one-shot on acceptance and love for Virgil so here we go. Also I feel super sick today and bleh. Sorry.
STORYTIME!
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Virgil was sitting on the counter, swinging his legs while Patton was standing next to him fixing up lunch for the both of them. Patton was making sandwiches just the way they liked them. Virgil likes crisp, French bread with honey ham and Swiss cheese. The Swiss compliments the sweetness and the porky flavor of the ham, and you can never go wrong with French bread! Parton likes having turkey and Colby jack cheese on French bread because he's more a turkey fan and he hates Swiss. Both of them are the French bread buds. Anything that allows the two of them to get closer, They were happy with it.
"Vigil, Kiddo, could you go grab me a sprite? You can have whatever you want."
Virgil nodded and hopped off the counter, making himself useful. Virgil conjured a Sprite for Patton and a Doctor Pepper 10 for himself. He could never get over the fact that he can't get a Doctor Pepper 10 in the local grocery store anymore. They stopped selling them. Virgil grabbed two cups out of the cupboard and got a handful of ice for each of them. Virgil then poured a few ice cubes out of his because he doesn't like too much ice with his soda. It just deluded the flavor when it melts. Virgil opened the cans and poured the soda in slowly. At the same time, Patton brought the sandwiches on separate plates with chips to accompany them over to the table. Virgil threw away the empty cans and brought the cups over to the table. Virgil sat across from Patton, smiling. It was like their own personal lunch date.
"Here, Patton. Cheers to us."
Virgil held up his cuo and held it towards Patton's. Patton giggled adorably and held his cup up. They both extended their pinkies because they're both classy and clinked their cups together. A cheers, or a toast if you want to call it that. But they weren't eating toast, they were eating French bread. Virgil noticed how Patton cut his sandwich into thirds, he remembered that too? Patton was perfect. He didn't deserve him.
"Cheers to you, Virgil. Without you here, we'd all be missing out on one of the best and sweetest people here."
Patton beamed right at him and Virgil felt himself get 20% gayer. Virgil took a long sip of his soda, not having anything to Say. He still didn't know hoe to respond to that. He was using the cup to hide his blush, or at least trying to. Virgil heard Virgil giggle again and he finally put down his cup. Virgil couldn't really look Patton in the eye. Virgil felt his face burning up. Patron reached over and grabbed his wrist. Virgil finally looked up at Patton. Patton was smiling reassuringly, eyes filled with love and adoration. If this was a cartoon, his pupils would be in the shape of hearts and colored in pink.
"I love you, Virgil."
Virgil felt so warm and wholesome inside. Patton loved everyone, and everyone included him. Virgil forgot that sometimes. Virgil slid Patton's grasp up so that Patton wasn't grabbing his wrist, but his hand. Virgil entwined his fingers and just stared at their hands for a moment. Patton had his fingers painted all baby blue except his ring fingers, they were painted pink. It's been a while, but he refused to wash off his nail polish for Leelah Alcorn. It's a morality thing. Virgil has his nails painted black and purple alternating. Both of them had the same hand shape, the same fingers, but Patton's hands were warming up his cold and clammy ones. Virgil inhaled softly and deeply before looking back up at Patton and trying to mirror his warm smile that made him feel like he owned the world.
"I love you too, Patton."
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Virgil was in Roman's room with him. Roman was just living his best life: singing and dancing to his heart's content. He decided he was going to to be very feminine today with his movements. He was singing a bunch of your stereotypical Taylor Swift, Rihanna, and Shakira. He was basically trying to make his hips work like theirs would. Virgil was just laughing to himself and sitting on the grande piano he had in his room, watching. He would play ukulele or the piano whenever Roman wanted him to, but more over less he was just watching him with a the dopiest grin on his face. However, Roman decided that wasn't enough for him.
"Dance with me, Virgil!"
Roman grabbed Virgil's hand, grinning like a drunken dancer. Virgil rolled his eyes and let himself scoff. On Roman's playlist, it was entering in the golden age of Katy Peri. Virgil got off the piano and followed Roman into the center of the room. The music had the vocals with it, so if Virgil tried to sing he wouldn't sound too horrible. It was Eye of the Tiger, how ironic. Roman was basically a Tiger. He never let go of Virgil's hand as he started rolling his hips and moving his feet. Virgil let himself get spun around by Roman when he guided his arm around above his head. Virgil couldnr withold his smile anymore.
"There we go! Dance with me Virgil!"
Roman took hold of his other hand and they were dancing together. Virgil was focusing on his own lower body, trying to make sure he was doing it right. Rolling his hips and moving his feet along with Roman's, mirroring his movements. Virgil as suddenly pulled closer to Roman. Virgil tried not to squeak or gasp when he was suddenly yanked forward. Roman as looking a tad him with adoration and love.
"You don't have to get so hard. Just move however you feel like moving. You just do you baby~"
Virgil paused for a moment. Roman completely let him go, his hands feeling cold from the loss of contact. Virgil listened to the song end and a favorite of Roman's start up. Virgil licked the front of his teeth, instsntly recognizing this one. Brittany Spears did inspire his entire Bitchmas rant after all. Virgil waited for the right moment before screaming out:
"It's Brittant Bitch!"
Roman laughed heartily laughed as Virgil started jumping on his feet, pumping his hands in the air. Virgil was a hopeless dancer without someone to follow. Roman decided to do exactly what Virgil was doing, jumping on his two feet and pumping his fists in the air. Virgil snickered at this and wanted to see how far he'd go. Virgil began crossing his feet over and uncrossing them at shoulder with, just jumping up and down like playing a game of Miss Miss. Did anyone else play Miss Miss in elementary school? It's hard to explain. Basically you jump around crossing your feet, uncrossing your feet, and putting your feet together to a song and when it stops off you don't match the person in the middle of the circle you're out and you have to sit down. It was created to take the energy out of kids. Of course, Roman mimicked Virgil.
"Work it Virgil! You're the King tonight!"
Roman laughed out. Virgil couldn't wipe the smile off his face. He reached out and grabbed Roman's hand, still jumping and moving his legs. Virgil tried to reach out for his second hand, but he couldn't reach. Roman met him halfway and they'd both just started swinging around in a circle. You know, like lovers in those old cartoons. Virgil couldn't stop smiling and laughing. He became so loose and careless he let go. They both fell to the ground as if playing a hell version of "ring around the Rosie" or whatever it's called. Virgi, laid on his back, the music still blaring. Everyone else must be so concerned. They both were breathing very heavily. Roman sat up and placed his hand over Virgil's. Virgil looked up at him, too lazy to sit up.
"I love you, Virgil."
Virgil just nodded, closing his eyes. He was too tired to say anything yet. Work Bitch! Just ended and I Love you like a Love Song came on. Virgil just pointed at the stereo and lazily tried to bring himself up, but his weight was too much for the little effort he put in.
"What she's gonna eventually say.
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Logan was reading on the couch while Virgil was working on something on the floor. He was laying on his stomach, writing stuff down in the composition book. He had a laptop opened next to him on a NASA page about the solar system And planets and stars. Logan was too invested in his book to notice what Virgil was doing. What was Virgil toting down? He was making Space pickup lines based on facts so he could tease Logan while having him understand it. Besides, learning about space with the research was kind of fun. Once Virgil felt like he had enough, he sat up. He held his little composition book so he could read it but Logan couldn't see it. He didn't want Logan to see it because of two things: One- He didn't want Logan to see the lines too soon and Two- he made a little doodle of Logan that he was kind of embarassed of.
"Hey, Logan."
Logan looked up from his novel at Virgil. Virgil's excited face must have given him the question to place his bookmark back in the book so he could close it and pay all of his attention to Virgil to the very specific moment in time. Once Virgil knew Logan as paying attention to him, Virgil looked down at his book. Which one should he use first? How about this one! It's about stars and Logan really really REALLY loves stars!
"Are you a Second Phase Star? Because I feel like I'm running on Helium!"
Logan looked at him a really long time. Yeah, that wasn't his best. Might as well use up his worse material before getting into his favorite little pickup line he had. Logan slowly nodded, understanding what he said. After using up all the hydrogen within a star, the star goes uses up the Helium in it as energy before using fusion within its core to prevent the core from collapsing the to prevent the star from dying. Virgil thought since Helium makes your voice high and normally you're voice goes higher when you're neverous, it would work. It wasn't good at all. Virgil decided just to move on.
"If you were a Galaxy, you'd be Lenticular. You're well rounded and you're a star coming of age!"
Logan took a moment before literally taking off his glasses and placing his hands over his face. Did Virgil do something wrong? Logan normally does that when he's stressed. Virgil put down his book and climbed onto the couch next to Logan. Virgil wanted to taken Logan's hands away from his face and see whatever his eyes were showing, but he was too anxious and scared to do it. Virgil waited for Logan to take down his hands and recongnize his position was moved. Logan looked directly in Virgil's eyes, face entirely red. Logan literally couldn't speak clearly. It was as if Internet Explorer crashed and Logan.exe had stopped working.
"Virgil I, uh, well.... Galaxy... universe.... I can't... what?"
Virgil started to snicker. He finally did it! Patton, Roman, and even Deceit have been able to make Logan crash before, and now it was finally his turn! To think that a pickup line of all things would tip Logan over the edge and to cause his server to time out! Virgil grabbed Logan's hand and gave it a small reassuring squeeze, joy overfilling his entire body. Logan looked pathetic and flustered, but still cute as hell. AND HE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO DO HIS FAVORITE ONE!!! Virgil tried to give him the warmest and most loving smile he could.
"I love you, Logan."
Logan was still trying to regain internet connection and reboot his systems. Virgil was trying his best not to snort in his face. Once Logan finally entwined his fingers within Virgil's he knew Logan was back to being his normal self. Logan reached for his glasses, but couldn't get to them. Virgil used his free hand to unflick the sides and put them back on Logan's face. Logan blinked a few times before realizing what Virgil said before the paragraph even began. Logan gained a small smile and pressed his forehead against Virgil's lovingly. Both boys closed their eyes and just enjoyed being together. It took Logan a moment or too, but he finally managed to find a response for Virgil.
"I love you from the galaxies and beyond, Virgil."
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Virgil was sitting on the arm of the couch, swinging his legs like normal. What wasn't normal is that he was alone and nobody else was in the room with him. That was something he didn't like. Virgil sighed to himself and just kept swinging his legs. He was getting lost in his own mind, thinking about how amazing his boyfriends are while he also didn't deserve them. Virgil sighed and let himself fall backwards, back on the cushions off the couch while his legs bent over the arm. Virgi spread his arms out above him and let the cold air of the A/C hit his body, short lifted up slightly from the impact and his hoodie on the ground. He took it off s few minutes ago. He didn't bother sitting up when he heard one of the doors open.
"You look like you're having fun."
Virgil knows that deep and suave voice anywhere. It's Deceit, another one of his boyfriends who has yet to reveal his name to everyone. The snake of a man sat down in then couch after moving Virgil's Arms so they weren't now in the way. Virgil's left arm hung off the side of the couch while his right arm was laid neatly on his chest. Thanks Deceit. Virgil sighed and sat up, scooting over towards Deceit. Virgil rested his head on his shoulder, feeling every bored and havin a very low self esteeem right about now.
"Deceit, do you think I'm good enough? All of you guys are so amazing and unique and I'm just... me."
Virgil felt his head rise and Deceit him a long sharp inhale. Deceit moved his shoulder so that Virgil had to support his own weight and not lean on him. Virgi, lifted his head and watched Deceit tuck his leg under his body and turn so he as directly facing Virgil. His posture was perfect and his cape was wrapped around his body. Deceit took off his hat and gloves for some reason, setting them on the ottoman in front of the couch. Deceit cracked his knuckles making several loud popping sounds, before placing his hands on Virgil's shoulders. He made Virgil look directly in his eyes.
"And you're not amazing? That's a bigger lie than myself, and I'm the definition of a liar. Virgil, sweetheart, I loathe you to death sometimes. You are amazing, special, and lovely. I promise I did not fib when making that list. We are the ones who are extremely lucky to have you."
Deceit doesn't speak the truth often, but when he does he means every single word of it. He only speaks the truth when someone is in emotional pain. With great lies comes even greater truths. Virgil averted his gaze, looking at the stained carpet below him. There was now way he was all that and a bag of skittles. Deceit must have noticed his reluctance to believe him. Deceit took his hands off his shoulders and slipped them into his own hands. Deceit guided his dominant hand, his right hand, up to his lips and pressed a soft kiss to it. Virgil watched him do so, test feeling tight with melancholy. Deceit did the same action to his left hand, pressing a tender kiss onto his knuckles.
"If my words be laced with the venom of impurity, then low my actions to speak for me."
Deceit took Virgil's hands and guided them around his neck. Deceit moved as close as he could to Virgil without making him physically uncomfortable. Deceit took his right hand and caressed Virgil's cheek with it, using his thumb tin stroke his face reassuringly. Deceit leaned forward and pressed a gentle, loving kiss onto his lips. It was quick yet blissful. Body language and actions could never lie. Deceit used his left hand to run his fingers through Virgil's hair, being the only boyfriend who really knew how much he adored that. Virgil leaned forward, resting his head on Deceit's chest. He completely ignored the son in his throat, feeling better already.
"I love you Deceit."
Deceit chuckled, achieving his end goal he desired. A happy Virgil is the best Virgil. Deceit kept running his fingers through Virgil's hair And used his right hand to hold Virgil close to him. Virgil just closed his eyes and listened for Deceit's calming heartbeat and his words beforehand drifting off into a peaceful sleep.
"I couldn't love you less, Virgil."
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"Here's to Virgil, the best of us!"
Roman lead a toast at the dinner table. Virgil and his four boyfriends sat around the table, all holding up a drink of their choice towards the middle. Everyone had their cup in, everyone except for Virgil. Eight eyes stared directly at him, one eye being reptilian. Virgil gave in to the positive peer pressure and put his glass in. He stood up at the round table and clinked his against all four of the others.
"To everyone for being the best boyfriends I could ever ask for."
With those words, Virgil sat down and gazed adoringly at his four boyfriends. Deceit, the Villain earning his redemption and the love he deserves. Patton, the sweetheart and the most innocent man in existence. Logan, the most logical and anylitcal of them all. And Roman, the dreamer and believer that you can achieve anything you set your mind to. Virgil may not fit perfectly with these four personalities, but he is in love with all of them anyways. As long as you're Imn love and those who you love reciprocate those feelings, does anything else matter? No. It doesnt.
And Virgil has never been happier to be a part of a group.
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I've been working on this For three hours gay (because I'm not straight) and I used up 17% of my iPad battery. I really was passionate about this one and I was debating adding Remy, but I didn't have an idea for his moment with Virgil so I just didn't. Besides, the word count is enough on its own.
Which one was your favorite little snippet story? I wanna know.
As long as you are happy and loved, anywhere you are is home. Home isn't a place, home is where your heart is. Home could be a person. Home could be an object. Home can be anywhere as long as you feel secure and loved when you're around whatever home is. Let your home be whatever. Your happiness is all that matters. Internet hugs and blow kisses!
~Eva