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May we never hide what we feel

Ship: Romantic Prinxiety

Content Warning/s: Alcohol, Swearing, A teeny bit of innuendo (its like one line so dw), Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Tooth-rotting fluff

AO3

Author's Note: This is the longest oneshot I've ever written so I'm quite proud of it. If you do like it, please don't forget to reblog and maybe leave some feedbacks :].

(If anyone wants to get tagged in my writing, please do tell.)

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Virgil took a deep breath as he looked at the house before him. Loud music was booming from said house indicating that a party was going on inside. He really stepped out of his comfort zone for this.

He stepped on the porch and headed towards the door, sighing one last time before hesitantly turning the knob and walking inside. The music was much louder inside and God, there were people everywhere.

It was kind of overwhelming. He started to walk further in and tried to find the host of the party, who was the only reason he was here in the first place.

"Virgil, you came!"A familiar voice called and he was suddenly pulled in for a tight warm hug. He smiled weakly and hugged back the latter. He was thankful that the lights were dim enough to hide the blush that crept onto his cheeks. "Well, I didn't want to be rude.".

Roman finally let go of him but his charming and oh so bright smile stayed, clearly happy that his introverted friend attended his party. He says sheepishly, "You know you didn't have to come if you don't want to.".

"I wanted to."Virgil replied, though it was half a lie. He hates parties but he's doing this for his best friend and longtime crush. Plus, he had something to say to him anyway.

Roman's smile grew at that and swung his arm over Virgil's shoulder, "Alright then, let's go get something to drink.".

Roman grabbed his hand, pulling him through the crowd, ignoring how other people bumped into them. He glanced down at their hands, holding on tightly.

The butterflies in his stomach are fluttering around even more now, his face heating up with a bright red. Roman looks so handsome tonight, like he always does, with his perfectly styled hair that frames his face just so right, and that charming smile of his that never fails to make Virgil weak in the knees.

They stop at the kitchen and Roman lets go of Virgil's hand (unfortunately) and goes to get them drinks. "I only have alcohol, is that okay?"Roman glances at Virgil when he says that, waiting for the other's answer.

Virgil stammers out when he realizes he hadn't answered the latter's question yet. "Oh uh, it's fine.".

Roman nodded and walked back over to him with two red solo cups. They take their places next to each other, sipping their drinks silently. They stand in silence again until Roman clears his throat and breaks it. "So what's up?".

Virgil fidgets nervously before blurting out, "I need to talk to you.". Roman nods slowly and takes another sip of his drink, "About?".

"About-"But before Virgil could reply, someone arrived at the kitchen, stopping their conversation.

"I've been looking for you, Roman!"Logan, one of their mutual friends, exclaimed seemingly out of breath. He then noticed Virgil and waved at him. "Salutations, Virgil.".

Before Virgil could respond or even nod at Logan, Roman interjected. "What do you want, pocket protector?". Logan quickly responds to him, "Remus set your coffee table on fire.". That caused Roman to choke on his drink slightly.

"Not again."He groaned, setting his cup on the counter before glancing at Virgil apologetically. "I'm sorry but I gotta deal with this first, Virge. I'll talk to you later."He said with a long sigh.

Virgil gave him a reassuring smile, "It's okay, don't worry.". Roman smiled back at him before following Logan to the living room, leaving Virgil alone in the kitchen.

Virgil sighed and hopped on top of the countertop before taking a big sip on his drinks. 'Well that failed miserably.'He thought to himself bitterly.

Every single time he tries to confess to Roman, something disrupts him from doing so. He was always unlucky. Did fate despise him that much? Maybe it was better this way. He thinks he's not fit for Roman anyway. I mean, look at him, he looks like a mess. Roman looks absolutely stunning.

He was tall, strong and built well. He was the absolute "standard". Everything about Roman was perfect; he was the definition of perfection. And Virgil was far from that. He couldn't even level with Roman.

He chugged down the rest of his drink and placed his cup beside him. Why did he even bother coming? There's no point now since he knew Roman wasn't going to reciprocate any romantic feelings anyways.

Virgil frowns and stares ahead of him. How did he ever think that this was actually happening? He should just leave already. He shouldn't waste anymore of his night.

He groaned before hopping off from the counter and grabbed his cup again, deciding he would drink his thoughts away with some alcohol. Totally forgetting something.

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"Next time, you're gonna deal with your own shit."Roman groaned after throwing away the broken and burnt coffee table in the trash. "And you have to repay me for that coffee table you ruined.".

Remus pouted at him, "It was an accident.". No, it definitely was not. "Sure it was."Roman remarked sarcastically, rolling his eyes at his twin.

Remus stuck out his tongue at him. "Alright alright, I apologize. And I swear to repay you. Anyway, you're boring, I'll go bother Lo-lo instead.". Before Roman could even respond, Remus went and ran off with a laugh.

Roman groaned at his twin's stupid antics, sick about having to deal with his chaos again. He went back to the kitchen where Virgil was, well that's what he thinks. He hoped he didn't make Virgil wait long.

"Hey sorry I took a while, I had to put out the fire and calm everyone down. Most of them are heading home because of it-"

Roman stops on his tracks at what he saw. Virgil sitting on the floor, his back leaned against the wall, still holding the now empty solo cup from earlier. He was wasted, he must've drank too much.

He didn't move from the ground, he might've fallen asleep somehow.

Roman immediately went and kneeled beside his friend, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "Virgil, hey. You have to get up, the floor's dirty." Roman tries but Virgil doesn't seem to register his words at all.

"Virgil..."

"Virgeeee..."

That seems to break him from whatever he was thinking about. He opens his eyes and turns to see Roman crouching beside him. "What happened, buddy?". Roman asks concerned.

"Nothing....". His voice trails off and falls quiet. "Wanna head home?"Roman queries softly, giving Virgil a concerned look.

Virgil shakes his head no and mumbles something about being tired. "Is it okay if I carry you? You look like you can barely keep yourself upright."Roman offers gently.

Virgil nods, too tired to argue any longer. Roman picks him up bridal style and carries him upstairs. Virgil grunts at the sudden weight but makes no complaints. He wraps his arms around Roman's neck and rests his head on his shoulder as they head upstairs.

"How many did you drink, hm? Did you forget that you can't handle a lot of alcohol?"Roman asked gently, trying to coax information from him.

Virgil groans and closes his eyes as he buries his face into Roman's neck. "Mhhmmm...", he mumbles against his skin, sounding extremely drunk. "I don't know...'m sleepy.". He whines, pressing his whole body closer to the other.

He felt Roman chuckle lightly as he continued walking to his room. "Okay," He says softly. "Are you sure you're feeling okay?".

Virgil hummed in response but kept on nuzzling closer to Roman who just chuckled once more. He opened his door and carefully placed him on the bed.

"Goodnight, Virge." He whispered sweetly before turning around, ready to leave when he felt the other grab him again. Getting his attention.

"Ro, stay."Virgil whined sleepily, making Roman's heart flutter as he looked at him. He didn't realize just how pretty Virgil was till now.

His hair was messy and fell down onto his forehead, almost covering half of his face. His nose was slightly scrunched up as he blinked lazily at Roman, his bottom lip sticking out in a pout as he stared up at him. Roman was tempted to kiss that pout away– Roman, no! What're you thinking? He's your best friend.

Roman snapled out from his thoughts and smiled softly at him before saying, "Yeah, ok". He got under the covers and laid beside Virgil. "Want me to cuddle you too?"He queries.

Virgil smiles and nods slowly, "Please.". Roman smiles back and snuggles up next to him, wrapping his arm around Virgil's waist and pulling him close. Virgil hummed in content and pressed himself closer to him, closing his eyes and breathing in deeply. "I love you, Ro..."Virgil whispers quietly before drifting back to sleep.

Roman's eyes widened, not expecting to hear those words from him. He stared dumbfounded at him as he processed the words that came out of his mouth. Virgil was drunk, of course he was going to spew out random words. But there was something hoping inside Roman that... Virgil loved him more than friends.

Little did he know, Virgil already does. But let's keep it a secret, let him figure it out. *wink* *wink*

"Huh? I..love you too, Virgil...". A small smile crept onto Roman's lips as he whispered those words back before burying his face on Virgil's hair, to hide his growing smile.

Virgil woke up, his mind was foggy and his head hurt like hell. He didn't remember what happened last other than him drinking... getting drunk and... someone carrying him to a room.

Virgil sat up slowly to realize that he was in Roman's bed. He remembered everything then. Roman picked him up from the floor, carrying him to this room... and cuddling him. He felt his cheeks heat up in realization, his heart racing rapidly.

Virgil glanced over at Roman who seemed to be sleeping peacefully. He slowly climbed out of bed as carefully as possible and quietly made his way towards the bathroom. He needed to freshen up and calm down his blushing face.

Once he got there, he quickly splashed cold water on his face, letting the coolness hit his heated cheeks. He stared at his reflection in the mirror as he rubbed his flushed cheeks. Stupid stupid crush and his equally stupid feelings.

He sighed loudly. Before heading out of the bathroom. As he turned around, he accidentally bumped into somebody. Virgil quickly looked up to apologize to Roman but his words disappeared as soon as he saw his friend's face. He looked absolutely breathtaking in the morning light with that bed hair that made him look more attractive. Virgil's heart might explode sooner or later.

"Good morning, Virge. You alright? Hangover?"Roman questioned, his voice still low and hoarse after just waking up.

"Morning... I'm fine, my head hurts a bit though.". Virgil replied. His heart was beating rapidly in his chest, Roman's face was merely a few inches apart from his. Plus, his whole face was bright red.

And of course, Roman noticed it too. "Hey, your face is red. Are you sure you're not sick?''Roman asked, concern laced in his voice as he placed a hand against Virgil's forehead to feel his temperature.

Virgil tried hiding the blush as best as he could by pushing Roman's hand away and laughing nervously.

"Nah I'm good, promise.", he says, smiling sheepishly at him. Roman raised his eyebrows skeptical but nodded anyway, deciding not to push it anymore. "Hmm, you should take some ibuprofen though if your head still hurts. There's some on my nightstand.''He says pointing over to the side of his bed, and with a silent nod, Virgil makes his way over to his nightstand to pick up the bottle. "Thanks..", he said.

Roman hums happily at him before stretching his limbs. "Anyways, I gotta use the bathroom. Wait, for me, yeah? I'll make us some breakfast once I'm done.". He asks and waits until Virgil nods.

Roman smiled brightly before going into his bathroom and closing the door behind him.

Virgil stared at the closed door for a moment before he shook his head lightly. He stared down at the pill bottle before uncapping it, taking out a single pill then popping it in his mouth, not bothering to drink any water.

He swallowed it dry before placing the bottle back down. Virgil plopped on the soft mattress as he fiddled with his finger while his thoughts ran in his mind.

Virgil's crush on his best friend grew every day, he never expected himself to fall for that man. It was overwhelming... yet it was comforting all the same.

This all started when Roman came back to the US after leaving off to Italy when they were middle schoolers. He used to be this cute chubby little geek that always got made fun of, Virgil was the one to stand up for him. Virgil barely recognized his friend when he first saw him again after years, he looked so much different.

He looked completely different, more grown up, more mature, his face was well defined and no longer had those baby fat cheeks that he had in middle school. He had changed a lot. But despite the many changes, he was still the same boy he knew back then.

He was still such a Disney geek and very fond of the arts as always. His personality didn't change much. He was still this cute himbo who would do anything for what he believed was right. His passion and excitement was hard to resist. And of course, he still had that princely mannerism. It was cute.

Virgil unknowingly smiled at the thought. God, he was so down bad for that man. He has fallen deep in the pits of love.

"Whatcha smiling about, sunshine?"

Virgil snapped out from his thoughts as soon as he heard Roman's voice. He quickly looked up and saw Roman grinning down at him.

He couldn't stop the small blush that creeped onto his face from blooming as he smiled nervously back up at him.

Virgil cleared his throat before replying, "Oh, nothing really... Just thinking about stuff." He replies, avoiding eye contact with Roman.

"That doesn't answer my question, Dr. Gloom."He smirks teasingly. "Anyway, do you want me to make us something to eat? Or are you gonna continue to sit and stare at me with that adorable face of yours?" He continues, wiggling his eyebrows playfully.

Virgil's cheeks instantly turn an even darker shade of red at hearing him tease. "Jesus Christ, Roman, shut uppp!"He groaned as he grabbed a pillow and threw it straight to Roman's face before standing up and rushing to the door.

"Race you to the kitchen. Last one to arrive is a loser!"Virgil exclaimed with a big grin as he bolted out of his bedroom and ran through the hallway.

"Oh, it's on, Dark knight!"Roman replied with a mischievous smirk tugging on his lips before chasing after him.

They ran like children, racing each other through the halls as laughter filled their ears. "You know I can beat you easily, Stormcloud!"Roman cackled, almost catching up with Virgil.

"Let's see you try, princey."Virgil grinned and looked back at Roman while he hurried down the stairs. But as he hurried down, he accidentally missed a step which caused him to panic, knowing he was gonna fall.

Roman noticed Virgil's panicked expression and he quickly tried to reach for his hand to prevent him from falling. He succeeded but that didn't last when he tripped trying to catch the latter.

Both of them landed roughly on top of each other at the bottom of the stairs together, both groaning in pain. Virgil winced slightly at the sudden impact of the ground and Roman's weight on him.

"...Damn, that hurt."He muttered.

"And you're fucking heavy, get off of me, you big himbo."Virgil huffed playfully as he looked at Roman, realizing it was. huge mistake, their faces only a few centimeters away.

His heart started pounding heavily in his chest as he realized how close they were. Roman's eyes widened at the realization as well. Both stayed still for a brief minute or two, frozen in place. Both of their faces burned red in embarrassment.

"Gross, get a room, you two."

Both their attention to find the source of the voice, and Remus was there standing in front of them with sheer disgust in his eyes while he looked at the two friends.

The blush on Virgil's and Roman's faces darkened, jerking away from each other. Roman got off of Virgil and helped the other up as awkward as the current situation may be.

"What are you two doing anyway? Too impatient?"Remus questions, paired with a wiggling of his eyebrows teasingly.

Roman stammered with his words, trying to respond to his brother's question. "W-we fell down the stairs, okay? And we're just friends! Get your head out of the gutter.". Roman replied hastily as Virgil remained quiet.

Remus looked between the two men and laughed, not fully believing Roman. "Yeah, yeah. Have fun, you "friends"."He giggled before walking past them to the living room.

Roman huffed in annoyance and embarrassment, "What's that supposed to mean?!".

While Roman was ranting about Remus, Virgil was still processing Roman's answer to Remus' question. They're just... friends to Roman. Just friends... ouch. It hurts but it was true anyway, they were merely best friends. Nothing more. Virgil's heart did ache at that.

"Virge? Virge?"

Virgil snapped out from his thoughts upon hearing Roman calling him softly. "Yeh? I'm sorry, I spaced out. Did you say something?".

Roman rolled his eyes playfully before chuckling. "Not really important. Anyway, let's go eat food, I'm starving.". "Alright." Virgil simply replies with an awkward smile before following Roman to the kitchen.

Roman was busy preparing breakfast while Virgil sat on the countertop while he watched the latter. Roman's back turned towards Virgil, as usual, so he could watch the taller man's muscles flex under the tight tee shirt he was wearing. He wanted Roman to headlock him- holy shit, calm your gay ass down Virgil!

"Anything you wanna eat?"Roman hums softly both not turning around to look at him. Virgil says nonchalantly with a small shrug, "I'll eat anything you will cook. I don't mind.".

He received a hum from Roman as a response, the other whipping out some eggs and a pack of bacon from the fridge. Virgil watched curiously while watching Roman work.

"Hey, what were you going to tell last night? You didn't have a chance to actually tell it to me."Roman queries casually as he starts cracking the egg into the pan.

Virgil froze at the question, his breathing suddenly became shallow. "Uhm..."

He looks over to Roman briefly who turns around to face him now. "What?"Roman asks, confusion clear in his tone.

Virgil shakes his head gently, "It's nothin', just forget it.". Roman raises an eyebrow, clearly still curious. The brunette sighs, feeling pressured by Roman's expectant gaze.

"Uhmm... Well, uh, I-I...". Virgil bites his lip, trying desperately to think of a way to put it all into words.

Roman sighed, "Look, if telling it is bothering you then I won't ask anymore-".

"No no, there's absolutely nothing wrong I swear.. Just.. uhm... I'm scared of what you'll think of me if I tell you about it."He admitted as he averted his eyes from Roman.

Roman's eyebrows furrowed in confusion, "Why?". He asks softly, still confused as to why his best friend would be afraid to tell him something.

"Because- because... I ...." Virgil trailed off before letting out another sigh, finally deciding whether he should continue or not. He took in a breath before speaking again. "Roman, I...I...."He began again, trying hard not to break eye contact this time.

"I... I um..."He struggled once more. Roman patiently waited for him to collect his thoughts. Virgil gulped loudly, his nerves starting to become unbearable. He clenched his fists tightly, trying to relax them, but he couldn't.

"I LIKE YOU, OKAY!?"

Virgil blurted out, "ripping off a bandaid" style. His voice was shaking and cracking a little at the end.

Roman's expression had slowly dropped from surprise to a blank expressionless face, making Virgil nervous at the sudden change in emotions.

Roman finally spoke with an awkward chuckle, his eyebrows furrowing as well, seemingly confused at Virgil's words. "You're kidding, right? Is- is this a prank?" He asked hesitantly.

Virgil's whole world shattered hearing Roman's response and the ache in his heart reappeared. He knew this was a bad idea. He shouldn't have confessed. Now he made Roman uncomfortable, he ruined their friendship with just four words.

"No, it isn't... I... I'm sorry... I-"He stuttered, forcing himself to stop the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes. Virgil shook his head as he spoke again, "I should go now.". And with that, he sprinted out of the kitchen leaving Roman behind.

"Virgil, wait!"Roman exclaimed, he quickly turned off the stove and ran after the other, regret eating him whole.

Virgil finally let out his tears as he ran outside but soon his knees gave up, causing him to collapse onto the grass. His shoulders heaved and sobs racked his body uncontrollably.

Roman reached Virgil's side moments later, noticing the tears streaming down Virgil's cheeks as he continued to cry. A frown found its way onto Roman's lips as he knelt beside Virgil and pulled him into his embrace, wiping his tears.

"Shhh, shhh... everything's going to be okay, okay Virgil?"Roman whispered softly as he kissed the top of Virgil's hair softly. Virgil shook his head, trying to break free from Roman's hold. "Nonono, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I ruined our friendship."

Roman shook his head as his arms tightened around the other, "No you didn't ruin anything, don't worry. Please don't cry anymore, please."He says softly while he pressed another kiss on Virgil's forehead. Tears were starting to prick at the corner of his eyes.

"But I am. I am ruining our friendship because I told you about my stupid crush on you!"Virgil cried louder at this point, trying to push away from Roman. Roman held the smaller male firmly, refusing to allow him to escape his grasp.

"That's not true! Geez, Virgil! Can't you already figure it out!?"Roman exclaimed, tears spilling out of his eyes too. Virgil shook his head rapidly, already given up from pushing the other away.

"I like you too, Virgil!"Roman yelled in desperation, almost shouting the confession at him.

This caused Virgil to freeze at the statement. But before he had time to process what was happening, Roman continued speaking once more, "I have always loved you since... since middle school. You always protected me back then and I admired you greatly.".

"You mean everything to me. You played a big part in my life, you were my inspiration in everything. You inspired me to do better, to be strong." Roman said as he brushed the tears from Virgil's face.

He continued, stroking Virgils's cheek with his thumb. "But I never thought that someone like you would return those feelings. That's why... I thought that maybe... maybe you just didn't feel the same way about me, like how I felt for you. So I've been keeping quiet because I figured it was best for us to stay friends.".

"But I guess I was wrong with that."He finished off softly.

They sat there quietly as Roman's confession finally settled within Virgil's mind. Roman liked him too... A small sheepish smile appeared on Virgil's lips and he sniffled, wiping away the remaining tears on his face and also Roman's.

"You're such an idiot." Virgil chuckled weakly. Roman chuckled lightly, pulling Virgil closer towards him and embracing him tightly. "So are you, Virgil.".

Virgil looked away shyly, still unsure of what to say. "Thank you. For everything." Virgil replied softly. Roman smiled warmly at Virgil. "Thank you too, Virge.".

The two stayed wrapped in each other's arms for a bit longer, content with each other's company. Finally though, Roman let go of Virgil slightly. He leaned a little bit closer, now acting shy.

"Uh, hey, Virge. C-can I make a request?"Roman asked nervously.

Virgil raised an eyebrow at his question, "Yeah, sure. What is it?"He says softly.

"May I kiss you?"

Roman asks nervously, his hazel eyes staring up into Virgil's chocolate ones. Virgil swallows thickly. "Yes.".

The next thing Virgil knew, Roman was closing the gap between them and pressing his lips against Virgil's own. It wasn't long after before Roman's hands came up to rest at Virgil's waist and he was pulling him closer while Virgil hands gripped on his shoulders gently.

The kiss was gentle yet passionate, filled with emotion neither one could quite decipher. When they broke apart, panting heavily, they remained in a state of silence, simply holding onto one another as they caught their breaths.

"Last night, you said “I love you”."Roman mumbled softly. Virgil's eyes widened slightly, his cheeks tinted with red. "Wait, I did?". Roman chuckled, "Yeah, you did." He replied.

Virgil blushed even harder, "Fuck, I can't believe I said that.". He groaned.

"Hey," Roman interjected, grabbing Virgil's face with both of his hands, "You don't need to apologize, alright?". Virgil nodded as he tried to calm down. Roman chuckled, "Besides, I really do love you too.".

A genuine smile found its way onto Virgil's lips as he leaned in to peck Roman's lips lightly, his eyelids fluttering shut.

Roman smiled when he felt Virgil's lips move ever so slightly against his own, causing him to smile a little bigger. They continued to exchange kisses, savoring every second of it.

Oblivious to the both of them, Remus and Logan stood at the doorway watching the both of them.

"Virgil confessed first, like I guessed. Now pay up, Remus."Logan said, glancing at Remus while sticking his palm out.

Remus narrowed his eyes at him but handed the latter 10 bucks.

Logan smirks slightly and pocketed the money, looking back at the couple. "Should we tell them to come inside? They haven't eaten yet.". He commented casually.

Remus shrugs, walking back inside the house. "Nah, leave them be. Anyway, let's watch true crime!". Logan hums in response, following after the latter.

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