Virgil pulled into their driveway and looked at Logan before the two of them looked back at Roman and Patton. Neither of them wanted to walk the two sleeping in the back of the car, but they couldn't sleep in the car. Virgil took to waking up Patton, and Logan woke Roman. Both were still a bit groggy as they walked into the house but they were beginning to wake back up.

"Took you all long enough."

"You're the one that left early," Virgil said before going over to sit next to his brother, flopping onto the couch. "So, you and Roman's brother?"

"Well, I don't want to be a part of that conversation," Roman muttered. "Pat if you aren't feeling up to cooking tonight it's alright."

"No, I want to cook, if that's.. um... if that's what you want."

"Of course that's what I want. I love your cooking."

"Are you sure? You don't have to be nice to spare my feelings."

"No, I would never."

"He is quite right Patton, you are the best cook in our household, there is no reason for him to lie."

Patton lit up at that. He still felt a little self-conscious, but he had to remember that Lewis was a liar. Roman had never said he disliked the cookies or anything that Patton had cooked. "I'll have dinner out in a jiffy, then we can eat and watch Disney movies."

It was Roman's turn to smile. "I shall go prepare myself!" With that he turned and walked into his bedroom, yawning slightly. This night was turning out to be a good one.

Then his phone buzzed.

Roman had resisted the urge to look all night, with Logan's help of course, but Logan wasn't here. The phone buzzed again.

"What if I came with you?"

"No, it's okay, you want to spend time with your roommates instead of your boyfriend, that's fine."

"How about after you come back to my place? We can have the night together.

"You aren't responding. Are you okay"?

"Roman don't be like this, I know you have your phone."

"Come on Ro, tell me where you are at. I'll pick you up."

"Talk to me"

"You know I love you"

"Roman!!"

"Ro if you don't text me back I'm going to be pissed"

"You don't want to make me angry, do you?"

"Fine"

"Fine"

"Fine"

"I get it, your mad."

"I'll be patient."

"Why aren't you replying asshole!"

Roman looked at the mass of text messages on his phone. There were almost a hundred messages in the past hour. Just like Logan said they alternated from caring and compassionate to angry and possessive. For a brief moment, Roman's head felt clear. When had he let someone talk to him like this? When did he start letting someone threaten him? He was supposed to be a prince, confident and happy, ready to take the world by storm and ready to vanquish any villain who threatened others.

His phone buzzed again.

"I'm sorry"

"I didn't mean that"

"I'm just worried."

"Please text me back Roman, I love you. I don't want to see you hurt."

He enjoyed the feeling of belonging to someone, of being in a relationship. Lewis didn't mean to say the things that he said. Logan couldn't be right, Lewis was a sweetheart. He was always by Roman's side when he had stage fright or when he needed help with lines. His finger hovered over the keyboard. He wanted to respond. Who did he really trust, Lewis, or his roommates?

He didn't have to answer that yet as a knock came on his door.

"Just a moment." Roman turned off his phone and set it on his nightstand, looking at all of the theater posters around his room. He had missed being able to actually just enjoy his room, rather than coming in only for the purpose of sleeping. He had missed the reminders of why he worked so hard to maintain his schedule. It reminded him why he loved to act. Roman looked at the now silent phone. Logan had asked him to wait until Sunday. Roman wasn't a love-struck teenager anymore he could go a day and a half without texting his boyfriend, and when he turned on his phone he could prove Logan wrong.

Finally, he opened the door. Patton stood there patiently with a smile on his face. That smile began to fade as he saw the look in Roman's eyes. "Hey Ro, can I give you a hug?"

He didn't really need to ask but he appreciated that Patton was trying to be conscious of his needs. "I do not believe that is necessary Pat."

"Necessary or not, I have missed you."

He felt his heart jump in his chest a bit as he gave Patton a weak nod and felt the other male wrap his arms around Roman's body. There was something so completely different about Patton's hug. Lewis' hug was always strong, even if he was shorter than Roman. His hugs felt like a cage but Patton's were soft and comforting. His arms were strong but not so tight that Roman couldn't leave if he didn't want to.

Lewis smelt like chemicals, Patton smelt like food, warm and comforting. Roman broke. He clung to Patton's shirt and fought back tears. A prince did not need to cry, a prince was strong. Patton wasn't judging. He shifted his arm to hold Roman closer, rubbing his back as he consoled him.

"It's okay, you are safe now."

Roman had never broken down like this, it was new and frightening. Maybe he should just return to Lewis. Things weren't that bad with him and the consistency was nice. He had always known want to expect.

"I'm here for you."

When had he become so afraid of change?

"Patton, I want to go back to him. That isn't healthy, right? There is something wrong with me, right?"

"No, there is nothing wrong with you. Change is hard, especially in times of high stress." He finally pulled away, putting his hands on Roman's shoulders. "You are amazing, but someone has been telling you that you aren't, and it's going to take you time to remember how magnificent you are. After all, you are the most handsome prince in the land."

Roman gave him a weak and broken smile. "Thank you, Patton."

"Of course, how about we eat dinner. You have had a hard week. I made something extra special. Then we can watch any Disney movie you want, and anything else you want tonight?" Patton held Roman's hand tightly, giving him a goofy smile.

"I like the idea of that." Roman gave Patton a smile, "but let me clean up first."

"And get your pjs on!" Patton smiled and waited outside his bedroom door. Roman took some makeup wipes, taking off the last of what was left from the play. He could only imagine how much of a mess he looked.

After he had changed and verified that he didn't look horrendous, Roman allowed Patton to drag him to the kitchen where Logan and Virgil were already sitting and waiting for them. The smell of fresh-baked cookies filled his nose. On the table sat tomato soup and grilled cheese. It all looked homemade. Roman relaxed into his chair.

"How are you doing emotionally?" Logan asked.

"Probably about as well as you would expect."

Roman, though feeling relaxed right now, still had a nagging darkness in the back of his mind. He looked over at Logan, who had a look in his eyes. Logan understood, and Roman could tell. It was obvious over the past few months Logan had grown and was able to express his emotions better, still, it only showed in his eyes. Roman was watching him intently, looking for something, maybe a sign of deception.

With shaky hands and a steadying breath, Logan locked eyes with Roman. "I came to the logical decision that it would help both of us if I shared my history." He straightened his glasses. "With all of you, I think it is important you are all aware of how that man got a foothold in my life." Logan didn't feel the need to share his history with Dee, but he also thought it would be good to have Dee feel like a part of their 'family'.

Roman shifted in his seat, his focus now completely and totally on Logan. He wasn't sure if he wanted Logan to tell him a lie so that he could return to Lewis or if he wanted Logan to tell him how to escape. This would also be the first time Logan was sharing so intimate. Was it wrong to ask that of him? Roman bit his lip gently, shifting in his seat and scared his shoulders, preparing himself for this tale.  

AN: Did you all see the new video that came out last night? I enjoyed it so much.