A/n: I try to have fun with the titles💀😭

For @whatever23t, thank you for the request! Loved it, these prompts are always so creative! 🥰🥰🥰

Also, since school's out now, I get to babysit the baby and the two toddlers full time so i'll mostly be writing when they take naps. Right now the baby is getting into stuff. So far she's found a tube of toothpaste, a dust pan, and a bag of cookies. She's 15 months and her favorite word is no, so I don't think i'm getting the toothpaste back without a fight💀💀💀💀

"What's up" Virgil said as he started his livestream. The chat had already flooded, several people already swooning for his low, deep voice.

"Okay guys, today i'm just going back to basics. Minecraft" he said.

"Not another Minecraft streamer" he read aloud from the chat. Virgil rolled his eyes, "you guys are so dramatic, I don't even play Minecraft that much. Only like—nine days a week."

He smirked at the uproar from the chat about how his math didn't check out, and began to load up a realm while keeping up with the chat, "Wait, hold up, I look away to kill a creeper for two seconds, why are there thirty thousand people arguing about my parents?" Virgil asked.

He read the chat a bit and scoffed a laugh, "because they're assholes? Yeah, fair. I can't really argue with that. You know, when I told my dad I was going to be a streamer he wanted to disown me" he chuckled, "to that I said, you know what? Fine. Patton's a better dad than you've ever been."

He blushed when the chat flooded with a various array of 'awe's.'

"Discord Minecraft server?" Virgil asked with an eyebrow raise, "come on guys, i'm not so obsessed with minecraft that i'm going to join a server."

'Come on, I know a good one owned by another popular streamer, RaunchyRemus!' Virgil read aloud, "oh, I didn't know he played Minecraft" he quickly added, "I mean, I don't know him in real life, we've never met, so before the fangirls go wild just know that. I've heard of him."

Virgil realized the chat was in agreement that he had to join the server and meet Remus now. Maybe they could even stream together. Virgil rolled his eyes, "okay, i'll join. Send the link again, it got lost in the flood."

"Okay, i'm not even going to tell you guys the name of this server, because I don't want to get demonetized" Virgil smirked, "oh wait, I can just share my screen, hold up."

He scrolled through the server for a but. He checked the channels and voice chats, and he had to say, it was fairly active and seemed interesting. The people weren't half bad either.

The chat explode in the server, apparently a lot of them were in it, screaming about how he was the real Virgil streamer and all that junk.

His DMS pinged and he looked.

"Guys, Remus just texted me on discord, look" Virgil smirked.

Remus: Hey

"Wait what do I say?!" Virgil asked anxiously, "I didn't think this far ahead."

He read the chat, and everyone was telling him to just say Hi back, "oh, duh. Sorry I panicked."

"Half of us are only watching this stream because you're famous for your live panic attacks and we want to catch one" Virgil read aloud dryly, "wow. Thanks. Way to make a guy feel special. And hey, you guys are the ones who suggest the horror games."

Remus: They're right, you can just say hi lol

Virgil blushed deeply.

Virgil: are you watching the stream???

Remus: Yep. Big fan:P

Virgil: Oh. Thanks.

"Yes, chat. I know i'm awkward" Virgil said, flipping off the camera, "now stop judging me or i'm ending the stream early."

Remus: noooo don't end early 🥺🥺

Virgil tried to hide his small smile with his hand. He was very keen on getting to know Remus better.

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Their relationship grew very quickly. It went from just texting on discord for a month, to voice chatting while playing games, to voice chatting while playing games together, to exchanging numbers and face timing. They even did a couple of streams together.

One day, Remus gave a suggestion. A suggestion to actually meet up.

"I mean, i'm pretty sure, at this point, that you aren't going to kidnap and murder me despite what the fans think" Virgil snorted, "so yeah, sure why not. Where do you wanna meet? Wait—can we even meet, what state do you live in?"

"Florida" Remus responded, before staying the town he lived in.

Virgil's eyes widened, "no way. Me too!"

"What are the odds of that?" Remus laughed, and Virgil was certain that he could listen to that sound all day, even if the phone's quality was absolutely horrendous , "it's like this was meant to be!"

"Okay! Wanna meet at the coffee shop on 5th avenue, then?" Virgil asked.

"Yes! When should we meet up? Today?!" Remus asked excitedly.

"Eh, sure why the heck not. If you're free, we could go right now" Virgil shrugged.

"It's a date!" Remus chirped.

Virgil blushed deeply as Remus said bye and hung up. He ran a hand down his face. The fangirls were right. He was falling for him.

With great effort and an over exaggerated groan, he got out of his bed and began to rummage through his closet for an outfit. Maybe he did like Remus if he was going to put together an actual outfit rather than wear the first thing he spotted on his floor.

When he decided that he looked emo enough, he added a spiked choker to his outfit so that the old christian women would think he was possessed by a devil and leave him alone, he left his house and got into his car for the drive to the shop.

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Talking in real life proved to be a bit more awkward on Virgil's end. Not because it was one of those 'he wasn't as he seemed' situations, but more-so that Virgil kind of sucked at social interaction. Thankfully, Remus's over-hyper nature was able to fill a lot of what would have been awkward silence.

After that, their meetings became easier and easier for Virgil to handle, and over the course of a month, they were practically best friends. They knew everything about each other, and it was almost hard for Remus to believe how shy Virgil had been their first time meeting.

But Remus got to experience Virgil being socially anxious again when he invited Virgil to join him and his parents to dinner.

He honestly didn't expect Virgil to accept the invitation. It was a weird request, it wasn't like they were dating or anything.

"My parents are suspicious of you" Remus chuckled, "I mean—we met online and they're worried you're going to like—kidnap or murder me!"

"Remus. If anything, they should be worried about you kidnapping and murdering me" Virgil snorted, "you're insane. But if meeting your parents would soothe their worries, then sure. I'll meet them" he shrugged, trying to keep his voice cool even though the was internally freaking out.

"Wait—really?" Remus asked, kind of shocked. He didn't even have to beg! That was way easier than he thought it would be.

Virgil gulped, "yep. No problem, as long as your parents aren't as disgusting as you" he joked.

Remus rolled his eyes, "please, you should meet my twin—"

"Oh, God, I forgot that there's two of you!" Virgil gasped, feigning horror.

"Oh, you asshole" Remus said, rolling his eyes before they both bursted into giggles like a couple of kindergarteners.

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Virgil fiddled anxiously with his hands, as he walked up to the steakhouse. He heard his father's voice in the back of his mind, telling him that he was making himself look pathetic. Automatically, he stopped fidgeting with his hands and stuffed them in his pockets.

He could practically feel his mother's smile of approval when he stopped to open the door. He could feel her possessive hands on his shoulders, trying to make him stand up straighter and look more presentable, more put-together. He un-slouched and stood up straight when he entered

When he explained to the person at the front counter that he was with Remus, he was met with a smile and brought to the table they were at. Remus was immediately greeting him, telling him to sit down next to him. He let Virgil sit on the inside of the bench seat so that he could curl up in the wall dramatically, which Virgil was quite thankful for.

They ordered drinks first, as one usually does. Virgil got a water. He thought that it was a safe choice, before Remus commented on how boring he was. Virgil just gave a sly smirk, not really wanting to attack Remus in front of his parents.

As they were served their drinks and the waiter walked away, Virgil was questioned by Remus's parents about himself. And boy, did he hate those kind of questions. Both because he was a boring person, and because he hated himself, so why would he want to talk about himself?

When they asked what Virgil did for work, he tensed a little, "oh, um. I'm a streamer/youtuber" he said quietly.

His father gasped, "just like our Remus! You're successful enough to support yourself, right?" He questioned concernedly, "I mean, I know that kind of life isn't easy for everyone. It's hard to get popular when competing against so many people."

"Oh" Virgil said, stunned at how kind he was being, "I um—oh, yeah I'm pretty popular. I think it's the bangs. Everyone's swooning" he joked.

Remus's mother giggled, "oh, certainly. I myself could just eat you up."

"Yeah, I could too" Remus smirked, loving the beautiful shade of pink that Virgil's cheeks took on.

The waiter came back to take their orders, but not before she refilled Virgil's water. He hadn't even realized how many nervous sips he had taken.

He gave her his order, and so did everyone else. Remus's mother was the last to go, and then the server walked away.

"Why would you ruin such a beautiful cut of meat by making it so dry and tough?!" Remus asked his mother, adter she had ordered hers well-done, "you are a monster."

Virgil nearly flinched. Nearly. He'd learned to contain himself in public. He was almost shocked when Remus's mother just responded with a kind smile, and a very overused joke, "i'm sorry that I don't want my steak still mooing."

"I'm sorry that you want it burnt to a crisp" he retorted.

Wow, if Virgil had spoken to his mother like that, especially in public, he would have been dead.

He enjoyed the casual conversation as the topic drifted away from his life. They talked comfortably as they waited for their food to arrive.

Remus tapped Virgil's knee from under the table. The other looked at him, kind of confused. "You okay?" Remus questioned, his voice a bare whisper. He had noticed that Virgil was fidgeting constantly, and wouldn't stop shifting in his seat.

Virgil just nodded, his face scrunched up uncomfortably. Truth be told, Virgil's glass had been refilled two more times, and he really had to pee. And of course, he had screwed himself by sitting next to the wall, because if he wanted to go, he would have to ask Remus to get up and he didn't want to cause all the trouble, and he definitely didn't want to have to announce his need to the whole table.

He he stayed in his seat, and continued to shift, crossing and uncrossing his legs. By the time they finally got their food, Virgil's knuckles were practically white with how hard he was gripping his thighs.

He tried to stay casual as he ate his steak, but it was so blatantly obvious that something was wrong with him. Even in the dim lighting, Remus could tell that Virgil's face was flushed, and his squirming had only gotten worse as time went on.

Remus was like, 80% sure that Virgil was sick and was going to puke or something, but his squirming wasn't like, a swoony, floaty look that would be accompanied by nausea—it was a shift in his body weight and a constant little bounce. Weird.

He tried not to pay him any attention. He didn't want to make Virgil any more nervous by commenting on how non-discreet he was being.

Remus didn't even turn his head when he felt Virgil's constant movement come to an abrupt stop. He felt lie he needed to mentally prepare himself, and he wasn't even sure why. Out of his peripheral vision, he noticed Virgil's form slump forward, and he heard a whimper come from him.

A whimper.

Remus snapped his head over, and couldn't even wrap his brain around what he was seeing. He didn't comprehend the dark, growing stain around Virgil's jeans as a wet patch until he heard the puddled piss begin to seep off of the leathered bench and create pools on the floor.

He snapped out of his state of shock, realizing that Virgil was pissing himself—like, actually, full-on pissing himself.

From across the table, Remus's parents were quickly able to pick up on it. Virgil wasn't hiding anything, what had happened was so obvious. His sudden, complete loss of composure, coupled with the hissing of pee against his jeans made it quickly identifiable what was happening.

Virgil's voice broke, "I am so sorry" he whispered, his voice small and quiet, "I didn't—I didn't mean to, I swear, it wa-w-was an accident" he sounded scared, petrified, and Remus felt his heart swell.

"Oh, oh—" Remus's mother began, her voice taken over with shock, "sweetheart, don't apologize."

"W—what?" Virgil asked, his eyes brimmed with tears. As if he couldn't comprehend someone being kind to him in a moment like this, and that made Remus want to kill Virgil's parents.

"It's like you said. It was an accident" Remus's father said calmly, "we'll fix this. Remus, give him your jacket. He can wrap it around himself. We'll walk on either side of you out of here and make a quick exit, got it?" He asked, writing the check. He left it on the table and stood up.

Virgil was overwhelmed. They weren't going to yell at him? They weren't going to make him walk out by himself with wet pants, sobbing with tears streaming down his face as everybody stared at him?

He barely even noticed that Remus was tugging him up, and by the time he got outside, he felt like he wasn't even in his own body.

"Virgil?" Remus asked sweetly, "Virge, why didn't you just go to the bathroom?"

Virgil just gave him a dry look in response, "I—do you even know me? I overthought it, just like I overthink everything, because i'm stupid, a-and pathetic, and i'm such a baby, with a weak little baby bladder!" He cried, getting angry with himself.

Remus looked ready to deny what Virgil had said, but his father had beaten him to offering reassurance, "Don't speak about yourself that way. You are not pathetic, and none of us view you as any less for this, alright? We understand, it's nerve wracking, and you were trying to make a good impression."

Virgil was completely and utterly dumbfounded, so he kept his mouth shut and just nodded to avoid himself becoming an emotional, stuttering mess.

Remus's mother placed a hand on Virgil's shoulder. He didn't tense—her touch was nothing like his mother's—her touch was gentle, loving and felt safe. She smiled down at him, "you just felt a little anxious, didn't you?"

Virgil snorted, "understatement of the century" he mumbled.

"Yes, I suppose so" she giggled, "you should get going home to change. Make sure to take care of yourself. And don't feel so afraid next time! We won't judge you for needing to go. Not at all."

Virgil let a small smile creep up his face, "next time?"

"Oh, yes, when you and Remus officially start dating, i'd expect—"

"MOM!" Remus bellowed. Virgil giggled, and even with soaking wet pants he felt much better.

A/n: I wrote this at the park because the toddlers refused to nap, then I FORGOT TO PUBLISH IT 💀😭😭

Also, Don't worry, my 18 y/0 sister and my 14 y/0 sister came too, so the kiddos weren't neglected. I even looked up from my phone every ten minutes, i'm like,,,,so responsible👉👈

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