It had been a couple of weeks since he had met Virgil.  Remus had nearly perfected his act.  He spends less time looking at himself in the mirror and poking at his features, he shaves his face every day, worried about his mustache coming back. He didn't have to rely on Virgil to do most of his makeup anymore. He learned more about it every day with makeup tutorials.

Remus was going to do it, he was going to tell him that he loved him, that they were soulmates. But there was still some doubt. What if Virgil wasn't even his soulmate? What if he just saw something and it wasn't the same and this was all for nothing?

Remus shook his head. It would all be fine, Virgil could make his own decisions. He took a deep breath and put his makeup on and he opens his texts with Virgil. "Meet me outside of the school, I have something to ask you."

He picked up a small flower bouquet with a few red roses but is mostly dominated by ferns.

Roman pressed send.

There was no backing out now.

He had to do this.

He could do this.

Virgil stared at the text. He didn't know why this one message made him feel weird, it was just a text. He and Roman had been friends for weeks, and they'd texted the whole time. Whether it was memes or if Virgil was having a breakdown and needed his support.

Virgil shook off whatever he was feeling and started the drive to school.

Roman was sitting on a bench outside when he parked. Virgil got out of his car and walked up to him. "Hey Roman, what's up?"

Roman stood up, taking a loud breath. "Hey, um, I know this is a weird question, but..." he mumbled the rest inaudibly.

"Excuse me?" Virgil asked politely, "I couldn't hear you."

Roman covered his face with his hand.

"Can I see your arm?"