Warnings: slight insecurity, ro and lo haven't got the best sleep schedules, but like,,, fluff 

I love lamp, why write about one ship when you could add several together into one big cuddle pile?

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As Virgil finally left the isolation of his room for the day, it only took him a minute to find his three boyfriends. They were on the couch in the living room, all cuddled up together, which was an adorable sight, that was for sure.

Roman and Patton must have somehow managed to catch and convince Logan to take a break from working as he was sat trapped between them both, though Logan didn't look particularly bothered by it. Roman was lying sprawled out over almost the entirety of the couch on Logan's left side, head in Logan's lap. He was fast asleep as far as Virgil could tell and Logan was looking rather sleepy too as he sat there with a hand running through Roman's hair.

Patton was sat on Logan's right side, curled up into a ball and occasionally giggling at something on his phone. He had headphones on and if Virgil knew him then he was likely watching cute and funny animal videos on youtube.

Logan smiled when seeing him, that soft smile that was reserved only for his boyfriends, and motioned with his free hand for Virgil to come closer. Patton looked up from the screen of his phone, smiling too. The two of them looking at him like that left him with no choice than to smile back, it was involuntary.

Virgil walked up to them and Logan reached his free hand out, Virgil taking it and being pulled down for a short but sweet kiss that made Virgil feel flustered. He was not yet used to the others showing him affection whenever they wanted, it was foreign and a bit strange but not unwanted.

"Hey." He said as they parted and he straightened himself up again, ignoring how Patton cooed at them. 

"Hello, ready to socialize?" Logan said and Virgil shrugged while thinking that he was probably never actually ready to socialize, but he kept that thought to himself. Patton patted the couch next to him and Virgil let go of Logan's hand to walk over to Patton and sit down by his side. Patton gave him an odd look, then gesturing at the space between them.

"What's with the distance, not up for cuddles?" He asked and Virgil shrugged again, actually very up for cuddles (he always was, as the touch starved disaster he was).

"I just don't want to intrude when you three are already cuddled up together." He mumbled, regretting his words as soon as they left his mouth since both Patton and Logan gave him worried and sad looks.

"Virgil, you are never intruding." Logan said before Virgil could say anything and Patton nodded quickly, putting his phone down and pulling Virgil in for a very tight hug.

"Yeah, we want you around, Verge." He said and kissed Virgil's cheek and he rested his head on top of Patton's shoulder, circling his arms around him to return the hug.

"I know. I just... yeah." Virgil said quietly. He knew the others loved him, they reminded him through words and actions ever so often but, likely because of his role as the embodiment of anxiety, that was not something that he could actually fully believe. Somehow he could strongly believe and not believe something at the same time, and he wasn't quite sure how to explain that to the others without sounding crazy.

Patton loosened his grip around Virgil slightly, enough so that he could move into a more comfortable position of sitting curled up in Patton's lap (Virgil didn't think he would be able to escape further even if he'd wanted to), with his head on Patton's shoulder and his arms securely around him.

Virgil glanced down at Roman, then reaching a hand out and poking his cheek. He got no reaction except for Logan swatting his hand away.

"Has he been up all night working on a script or what?" Virgil asked, knowing that usually by this time Roman was loudly singing along to whatever music was playing while helping one of the others (usually Patton) to make lunch.

"That is indeed likely, but I didn't have the time to ask before he fell asleep on me." Logan complained, carefully carding through Roman's hair with his fingers and gazing lovingly at him.

"You look pretty tired yourself, when did you go to bed?" Virgil said and Logan grunted, seeming very inconvenienced of the fact that Virgil would ask him such a question

"Perhaps I could have went to bed earlier than I did." Logan said, which was a rather vague answer but Virgil wasn't sure he wanted Logan to be any more truthful than that anyway.

"Maybe you'd benefit from a nap too, Lo." Patton said softly.

"I was going to help you make lunch..." Logan tried but Virgil rolled his eyes.

"I'll help Patton make lunch, you can nap with princey here." He said and tapped his fingers on Patton's hands to indicate that he wanted him to let go of him. Patton's arms disappeared from around him and he slipped down from Patton's lap and onto the floor. Patton stood up too, but not immediately following Virgil who was already on his way through the room.

He glanced back to see Patton kiss Logan's forehead, then bending down to press his lips to Roman's forehead too, and Virgil smiled to himself, because his boyfriends really were the cutest.

Patton hurried up to him, all bouncy and smiley and taking his hand. "Let's see what we can cook!"

"Alright." Virgil said and allowed Patton to lead him into the kitchen. He wasn't the biggest on cooking, and probably the reason why Thomas didn't know how to cook as he always feared he'd burn the house down if he was let too close to the stove, but Patton was quite a good cook and thankfully he didn't mind how clueless Virgil was.

Looking out into the living room a while later Virgil saw that both Roman and Logan were asleep, both lying down now, Logan actually almost on top of Roman (he had to have woken up at least momentarily for them to move into this position). Patton looked over his shoulder and awwed.

"This is going in the scrapbook!" Patton whispered as he then rushed past him, digging through his pockets for his phone.

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Written: 3rd, 4th December 2019
Published: 3rd January 2021
Words: 1113

writing about cuddles is healing for the soul, body, and mind, who needs therapy?

Wtf the fact I wrote this over two years ago, explains the quality of the writing at least