From a prompt. This is different from what I normally write, and isn't something I can say I know everything about so I apologize if it's confusing or I get something wrong. Which doesn't make sense now, but hopefully will later in the story. Anyways-I'll be quiet now. Hope you enjoy!

Virgil and Patton were exactly eighteen-the year everyone stopped aging until they met their soulmate-when the two of them moved out of their parents houses and into an apartment with each other. The pair were very good friends, and had been for years, so they couldn't wait to move in and spend more time together. When the time came, it was just as amazing as they had hoped for.

Of course there were moments where the two had their disagreements, as any pair of friends that saw each other every day would, but it was rare. They both enjoyed their time together, and everything was perfect that way. They were the best of friends, and nothing could ever change that.

That is, until things started changing.

It went unnoticed at first. They didn't pay too much attention, and it wasn't as though they were looking for any difference. So when Virgil one day stared into the bathroom mirror and realized he looked older now than he had at eighteen, it was very shocking. It was even more shocking when he realized it had happened to Patton, too.

He didn't know how to bring it up for a while. His opinion on soulmates was different from others he knew. He didn't really want one. He understood that for most people, meeting your soulmate is the best thing in the world. You would fall in love, get married, and grow old together, but that isn't what Virgil wanted.

Patton knew his views on the subject. Virgil had felt like he could tell Patton anything, but that was before he thought they might be soulmates. Now he was worried; how would Patton feel knowing his soulmate didn't even want to be in a romantic relationship?

One day, after Virgil had spent the afternoon trying to force himself to talk to Patton about it, Patton approached him.

"Can we talk?" He asked, a frown on his face. Virgil's heart beat faster, worried about what Patton might have to say. Not trusting his words he nodded, watching as Patton sat on the couch across from him and paused for a moment.

"I don't know if you've noticed yet or not," Patton started off quietly, watching Virgil carefully. "But we've... we've aged, Virgil. Together."

Virgil didn't know what to say. His mind was racing with worried thoughts, telling him to run, just escape the situation. It was silly-he would have to face it eventually, but he was still scared. He opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out at first. He closed it again, shutting his eyes and taking a moment to calm himself. "I... I know."

"You do..?" Patton questioned cautiously, leaning forward in his seat. Virgil nodded. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"I'm..." Virgil started, voice shaking. "I was worried." He knew that was an understatement, but he didn't want to explain anymore.

Patton's expression softened, and he reached forward to take one of Virgil's hands. He offered him a small, consoling smile. "You don't ever have to be worried over talking to me, Virge. I was... really happy, when I found out."

Virgil felt guilt suddenly eating away at him, and he wasn't sure what to say. Patton was happy he knew who his soulmate was. Patton must love him-and Virgil didn't even want a romantic relationship. How could he possibly bring that up now? What if he hurt Patton by mentioning that he didn't love him in that way?

"Me too," Virgil forced out, despite the fact that he had just been terrified when he found out. "So does this mean... if we're soulmates, does that mean we should be... dating, now?"

Patton frowned, studying Virgil for a moment. "Maybe?" He shrugged. "Only if that's what you want."

"You're my soulmate, right?" Virgil responded, faking a smile. "That's what soulmates are supposed to do."

Patton nodded slowly, and that was the end of their conversation. Afterwards, everything seemed to change between them.

Virgil just wanted to act normal. He wanted to make Patton happy by being in a romantic relationship with him. They acted just like any other soulmates would, and Patton seemed to be very happy.

Virgil made it seem like he was too. He did love Patton, more than anyone, and he was always happy to spend time with him. He didn't even mind certain things they did; going out on dates together, holding hands, cuddling. He even enjoyed them, really, but what really bothered him was when he was forced to say he loved Patton.

Patton was the best friend that Virgil ever had, and nothing would ever change that. Virgil loved Patton, but not in the same way that he had to imply when he said it back to Patton. Despite this, Virgil was determined to keep up with his act. Patton was happy, and that was what Virgil wanted most. He ignored how he was feeling; until one day, he couldn't anymore.

Patton and Virgil were sitting on the couch watching movies together. Virgil's arms were wrapped tightly around Patton, whose head rested on his chest. They were comfortable-this was one of the things Virgil didn't mind that came out of them being soulmates. Cuddling was nice. He was warm, and safe, and he still enjoyed Patton's presence despite the situation.

At one point in the movie Patton's attention turned from the TV onto him, looking up at Virgil from where his head lay on his chest. He smiled up at Virgil, and Virgil smiled back. He was unaware of what Patton was thinking until he started to lean in closer to Virgil's face.

When Virgil realized what was happening his breath got caught in his throat, and he almost turned away from Patton to avoid having to kiss him. However, it seemed he didn't actually have to when Patton pulled away himself, getting up away from Virgil and pausing the TV. He looked at Virgil with a frown, and Virgil felt like he had really screwed things up. Surely Patton knew now, and he was mad at him and he would hate him and then Virgil would have no friends and-

"I knew it," Patton spoke, and Virgil ignored his thoughts the best he could to focus on what he was saying.

"Knew what...?" He asked nervously, voice barely audible. Patton didn't answer for a moment, looking at the ground and shaking his head.

"Virge, you should have told me in the very beginning that you were uncomfortable with all of this. You always said you didn't want to be with anyone romantically, why on earth would that suddenly change when you found out it was me?" He questioned, and Virgil stayed quiet. He didn't have an answer.

"It wouldn't. I knew from the beginning you didn't want this, but I don't understand why you didn't just say that." Patton sighed, looking back up at Virgil worriedly. "Why did you pretend you wanted this?"

"I thought..." Virgil tried to speak, voice trembling. He looked away from Patton, the same guilt he felt before eating away at him. "I thought it would make you happy... I thought you wanted a soulmate like that. I didn't want to disappoint you."

The room fell silent for a while. The silence was broken by the sound of sniffles-not coming from Virgil, but Patton. He rushed to Virgil's side quickly, throwing his arms around him and breaking down into sobs.

"You would never disappoint me, not ever! I was happy when I found out it was you Virgil, because as soon as I found out everything made sense. I thought I wanted a romantic soulmate just like everyone else, but I don't. I never did. You have always been enough for me." Patton cried, hugging a stunned Virgil as close as physically possible.

Virgil found himself crying as well soon, slowly returning Patton's embrace and hiding his face in his shoulder. It was silent again, more sounds of crying filling the room but they didn't mind. Virgil was the first to break the silence, voicing some of the questions on his mind.

"What exactly does this make us then..?" He wondered.

"I don't know." Patton answered honestly. "We can figure it out though."

"Are we... weird?" Virgil mumbled. Patton shrugged.

"Who cares? Everyone's a little weird." His answer coaxed a small smile from Virgil. He stayed quiet again, thinking over his next question for a while before he finally asked it.

"What do we do now...?" He whispered finally, so quiet that Patton nearly didn't hear it despite Virgil behind directly next to him. Patton thought it over for a while, slowly pulled away from his hug with Virgil to face him.

"Now..." He began, chewing his bottom lip as he continued thinking. "Now, we should probably talk about some things... Figure out what exactly we want, and what makes us uncomfortable." He gave Virgil a pointed look. "Especially you. You need to be honest with me, Virge. I don't want to do anything you don't want."

"Okay..." Virgil nodded, looking down to avoid Patton's eyes. "Can this... can this wait..? Just until tomorrow, I-I'm tired and-"

Patton hugged him close again, cutting him off, and released him a moment later. "Tomorrow, then."

Virgil looked back up at Patton and smiled, leaning forward to hug him again. Patton returned his hug, not letting go this time as Virgil seemed comfortable with it. "Before we go to bed... Can we finish our movie? I-I didn't mind the... cuddling, and I want to watch it all.."

"Of course," Patton grinned, wiping at his eyes and moving so that they were sitting the same way as before. Patton wrapped his arms around Virgil just as he was doing to Patton, both of them seeming a lot more relaxed around each other after their talk.

The movie came on, and neither of them said anything for the rest of the night. They didn't have too, though. Both of them knew that no matter what, as long as they had each other they would figure things out, and it would all be okay.

Do you guys think my writing has improved at all recently?

Like... I've definitely been writing longer parts, and that doesn't exactly mean it's good but I feel very proud of all the oneshots I've written lately. I'm not entirely sure about this one yet, but I really liked my other two, Haunted High School and Drunk Doodles. I mean, it's kinda unusual for me to actually be proud of my oneshots when I look back at them cause I just think "oh but I could've made it better with this" or "oh this one isn't interesting enough" or really any possible way it could be made better, I worry over it. But I feel like I did good on my other ones? I don't know.

I am happy that I've been more proud of things I've written lately, but also angry at myself cause I'm taking longer to upload. Also cause I haven't had enough ideas of my own that I like-in oneshots anyways, I seem to be full of cool ideas for full length books that I have no time to actually work on.

I'm actually just angry at myself in general lately, cause I'm trying really really hard to fix a lot of things at once and they're all super simple things normal people would have no problems with, but they're hard for me cause if I mess up once my depression makes me feel like I'm worthless for it. It stinks. It makes me want to give up, but I don't want to give up. I'm really tired of being sad all the time and it's really hard to get better even tho I'm trying my very hardest. And I wish people understood that I really am trying my hardest!!! I'm doing my very best, more than I can really handle but its because I want my mental health to improve. I just wish people wouldn't yell at me for it when like... it's really difficult to balance everything. I'm just... doing the best I can.

Anyways......... I should stop ranting. I'm tired, it's late, and one of the things I'm working on fixing right now is my sleep schedule. Which has actually been one of the most difficult things for me to fix right now, which is... surprising. I thought it would be hardest to catch up on schoolwork, but I'm actually figuring that out pretty quickly. Maybe I need to try a little bit harder, but... I'm getting there.

Also, I will be writing a second part to Haunted High School as soon as I can! A couple people requested it, and like I said I did have ideas for more parts to it so I'm happy to give it to you. Just... being a little slow about it. Forgive me-I'll get it done whenever I'm able.

Thank you so much for reading this oneshot. I really hope it was okay-like I said at the beginning I may have made it confusing but I've never written anything like it before. I also would have included the name of the relationship in it if I could've, but I... am a forgetful person, so I can't remember what they're called. If anyone gets what I'm talking about pls let me know. I don't think I'm making much sense. Anyway-*you go scuba diving and you find an oyster that opens up and gives you a ring pop*

Thank you for the suggestion!!!! I hope you all are taking good care of yourselves. You're all super important, and I love you. Bye!-Bob

Also I posted some of these in my Ring Pop Royalty Rambles book but here look these are cool things I did

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(If you've got any ideas for more I should do you should tell me!! I like finding the pictures and putting them all together, just dunno what I should do next.)