A/N:

I'm procrastinating studying for finals, so y'all get another chapter!!

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Holding my hand over my mouth, I tried my best to muffle my sobs, but they soon became too much for me to bear. Wrapping my arms around my legs, I rested my head on my knees. The sobs became louder and more frequent, but I couldn't care. Sometimes sobs are the only thing that can fix a broken heart.|

Remy POV:

Walking down the hall after getting my nightly Starbucks, I was stopped a few feet away from my door when I heard someone whisper my name.

"Yeah?" I asked, turning around to see Roman walking down the hall towards me.

He stopped a few feet away from me, and he looked about ready to throw up.

"Well, it's just... I've got a question...and I-" he stuttered before I interrupted him.

"Roman, honey," I said sweetly. "Just spit it out. I don't have all night, ya know?" I added with a wink, thinking of the side waiting for me in my room.

Roman took a deep breath and then spoke.

"So, are you and Virgil... a thing?" he asked slowly, and he looked terrified.

"What can I say?" I smirked, taking a sip of my drink. "We're closer than peas in a pod, and I know him more than you ever could. Why do you ask, babes?"

Roman froze, paling significantly in the dim light of the hallway. He looked down at the floor, and I thought I saw tears in his eyes.

"N-no reason," he mumbled, eyes locked on the floor. "I-I'm gonna go sleep."

Before I could say anything, Roman was already down the hall and closing his door. I felt kinda bad for the fanciful side. He looked so crushed when he heard that.

Not thinking about it too much, I shrugged and turned around, continuing down the hall and into my room, which was lit by the soft glow of my bedside lamp. I turned around and shut the door quietly, hoping that the person sleeping in my bed wouldn't wake up. Much to my dismay, I saw that they had woken up and were now sitting up and squinting at me.

"Is that you, Remy?" they asked as I walked over to my bed and sat down beside them.

"Of course it's me, Virgil," I snorted, taking a sip of my drink. "Who else would it be?"

Virgil POV:

The creak of a door opening and closing woke me up, and the first thing I noticed was the lingering smell of coffee on the pillow I held under my head. Confused, I sat up and squinted around the room before remembering that I had fallen asleep in Remy's bed while waiting for him to return from getting coffee.

I saw a figure by the door who was holding something in their hand, but my vision was still blurry enough that I couldn't tell exactly who it was.

"Is that you, Remy?" I asked as they walked over to the bed. When they got closer, it became easier for me to see that it was, indeed, Remy.

"Of course it's me, Virgil," he said with a snort and took a sip of his drink. "Who else would it be?"

"I-I don't k-know," I murmured, fiddling with the edge of the blankets. I internally cursed my stutter, which only showed up when I was anxious. "I-it's just th-that you're always o-out really la-late..."

"Do you mean to tell me that someone else has been sneaking in here while I've been getting coffee?" Remy asked, his voice rising in volume.

"N-no!" I quickly defended, looking up at Remy with wide eyes.

"Good," Remy huffed, taking another drink of his coffee. "And what have I told you about stuttering?"

I sighed, looking back down at the blankets. "Th-that it's stu-stupid and m-makes me so-sound l-like a ch-child."

"Exactly," Remy said, and I could tell that he was irritated with me. "Yet you still stutter, after I've told you countless times."

I sighed again, feeling tears well up behind my eyes. I knew that Remy told me this to help me, but it still hurt every time this happened. I could still remember the time two months ago when he said that it was gross and that I was lucky he loved me so much, otherwise he probably would have left.

Swallowing back the lump that had formed in my throat, I hung my head.

"I-I'm sorry," I whispered, barely loud enough to be heard.

"What was that?" Remy asked, gently taking my hand. "I couldn't hear you."

I swallowed again and blinked away the forming tears before I raised my head to look at Remy, whose facial expression was soft and caring.

"I'm sorry," I whispered again, loud enough for him to hear me.

"Oh, Virge," he sighed, pulling me into a hug and placing a tender kiss on my forehead. "You know that I'll always forgive you."

I wrapped my arms around him, burying my face in his shoulder.

"I know," I whispered. "But I always f-feel bad when I make you upset."

Remy pulled away from the hug and touched his forehead to mine. "I know, but I'm never able to stay upset for long before I realize that it's for a silly reason and that there are more important things to focus on."

"More important things like what?" I whispered mischievously.

Remy chuckled, "More important things like the fact that I love you."

I chuckled also and didn't hesitate to whisper, "I love you, too."

And, at that moment, I truly believed it.

A/N:

Hey y'all!!

This will be the last chapter for a few weeks due to reasons

Anyways, tell me what y'all think so far!! I've got ideas for where this story is going to go, but it hurts my heart to think about writing it. Heck, it hurt my heart to write this chapter. 

Until next time,

Take it easy guys, gals, and non-binary pals!!!

~death_by_fanfic