AU:X
Ship: Royality, background Analogical
Prompt: X
Requested by: X
Warnings: Not taking care of oneself, lack of sleep and not eating consistently. Let me know If I missed any.
Summary: Roman overhears a conversation he was not meant to hear, and it leads down a long path of trying to prove the argument incorrect. By any means necessary.
F/A/H-C: Hurt comfort.
POV: 3rd
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Side Note: A friend gave his opinion on Royality. And I got a fic idea based on it XD. I do respect his opinions, but this was a good idea.
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"I just... I dunno, L. He isn't good for Patton. I don't think he would treat him correctly. He would just make the entire relationship about him. And Patton would probably say nothing against it. See, I can tell Patton loves Roman, and that's just the thing. Is it really Roman feeling the same about him? Or is it just Roman enjoying the attention?"

The words stung.

They stung more than Roman thought the words would. This was his fault truly, he should not have been listening around the corner from where Logan and Virgil stood, speaking to one another in the kitchen. He could not help his curiosity however when he heard Virgil starting to talk about him.

That thought alone made him want to cry, want to breakdown into sobs. Of course. Of course, he started listening when Virgil began talking about him. He was that selfish and arrogant that he only paid attention then. Was Virgil right? Was he just dragging Patton into the relationship because he adored the attention?

No! Of course not! He loved Patton. He truly did with all of his heart. He cares about him, he only wants the best things for Patton. He loves his smile and laughs... The one that This own. He felt his heart shatter. No! This wasn't true, this isn't why he loves Patton, he isn't that full of himself. Patton is similar to him of course, but he was nowhere near the exact same.

There was a small sigh, "I'm not sure Virgil, maybe you can present these concerns to Patton? Either to gain reassurance that this was not the case or to show the possibility to him of that being the case?" Logan suggested, to which Virgil hummed out a small agreement.

That was what did it. That's what caused the tears that had been teetering on the edge to fall down his face. He bit his lip hard, choking back a sob. He was going to lose Patton, wasn't he? He was going to lose him, and he would never be able to get him back. He loved him, he loved him so much and did not want to even think about losing him, but that seems now like a very real possibility.

He can't let that happen, especially not when it wasn't anywhere near the truth of the matter. He quickly rushed to his room, hearing Virgil and Logan murmur their words of love and affection as well as their good nights. He wasn't going to hold himself back from crying once he was in the comfort and privacy of his own room. That would only lead to things hurting worse, later on, he knew that from experience, that was another thing that Patton began helping him with.

Soon though, he was cried out. He was not going to just sit back and wallow in self-pity waiting for that inevitable conversation with Patton about him being unsure due to his arrogance. He needed to take action. He needed to show Patton how much he cared about him. How much he truly loved him. Then maybe he wouldn't take Virgil's words to heart.

So began a full month of doing every little thing he could to show his affection to Patton. From simply leaving a red rose on Patton's desk when he was having a bad day. To creating an entire mansion scene in the imagination, complete with a garden, massive pool, covered floor to ceiling in marble and decorated with gold, silver. Having light blue satin curtains, decorated with silver shimmery decals.

Though, the smaller gestures began coming few and far between. Instead, the more consistent ones were the grand gestures. Creating scene after scene for him and Patton to see and admire in the imagination, performing again and again, long and love filled scenes from musicals just to impress him. This began to wear on him, he was losing sleep, he wasn't paying attention to his eating habits as much. He would begin planning or making something and suddenly it was three in the morning and he had not eaten.

Roman tried to push through it, however. This was for his love, this was all for him.

Patton, of course, began to notice. He noticed the darker circles forming that Roman tried to hide with makeup that only rubbed away after the activities they had. He noticed Roman slowly getting thinner. It was barely noticeable, but Patton can tell so much about the others. He can read facial expressions and emotions in an instant because he was the heart! That was his job!

The look Roman gave him once another one of the surprises transpired, was so clearly the appearance of someone trying their hardest to hide their nervousness, but their eyes always gave them away. So Patton planned the conversation he needed to have. He doesn't avoid things like this anymore, they need to be talked about especially in a relationship.

Roman felt his heart slowly tear as Patton took his hand and asked, "Can we talk about something, Roman?" Roman couldn't find his voice and instead nodded. Allowing Patton to guide him to his bedroom so they could talk in private, he only felt his heart ripping more and more.

"Ro, I love you, a lot, really! I do... but... This isn't fair... Not to either of us, you can talk to me about this, and you know I'm not going to judge you. I know how love languages are, and I love all the amazing things you've done and made for me... But they need to stop right now... I can tell it's hurting you, you're getting thinner, and I can see the circles under your eyes... Please, Roman... you cannot keep hurting yourself like this."

Patton's explanation was the final crack in the vase before the tears came once again before Roman knew it, he was sobbing loud and unashamed into his hands as Patton tried his best to hold and comfort him. Murmuring reassurances to him. Roman needed to explain this now, no matter how much the aftermath might hurt. No matter how much Virgil's glares to them whenever he sees them together stung. No matter how many nights those words played on repeat in his head to the point he had them memorized.

This needed to stop.

He couldn't explain anything in the state he was in though, so he instead just focused on those gentle touches, reassuring words and comfort, so he could calm down fully.

Once he finally did so. He took a deep breath, choosing his words carefully, he needed Patton to understand exactly why he did this. "Patton, my sunshine, about a month ago at this point, when we first informed Logan and Virgil that we were dating. I heard them talking, and I decided to listen in, seeing as how I heard my name and yours being thrown around. I knew it was bad of me, but I was curious. What I heard, was, well, Virgil's true opinion of what he thought our relationship would be like. He stated that he felt you were too good for me, that I would not treat you correctly. That I was only in this for attention. None of which is true in any regard! I truly love you, sunflower. And Logan told him that he should voice those concerns to you, so I wanted to do everything in my power to show you how much I truly did care for you...."

Silence.

That tense and heavy silence that Roman knew was coming. He did not dare look at Patton directly. He was frightened, he hated to admit it, but he was frightened of what he would see when he did. The silence seemed to last for hours, though in reality, it was only about ten seconds before Patton spoke up.

"Roman, can you look at me please?" He asked, his voice had no discernable tone. Which was even more terrifying. Both of them were the most expressive sides, Patton was the literal heart and emotions, so for his voice not to have anything, it was terrifying.

When he did look at Patton however, he expected realization or anger or anything that would lead to the end of this, the realization that Virgil was right, the anger that Roman listened in on their conversation. But, no. It was nothing like that. His expression was soft kind and understanding.

"Roman, I know you love me. Virgil told me what he thought a while ago, and I just reassured him that I knew you, despite how worried he was. You know he's anxiety, my Prince. He worries about everything. Darling, I've been aware of how much you love and care for me since we first got together. You have nothing to worry about."

Now, of course, there were more tears, but now they were tears of joy, tears of happiness and relief. Both of them ended up crying a bit, holding one another tightly, murmuring words of reassurance and love to one another. Sharing small kisses when they caught their breath. Roman promised to begin taking better care of himself once again, and Patton, of course, promised to help and support his love the entire way.