Song: A modern masterpiece (I tortured myself by listening to it on repeat while proofreading)

Roman was scrolling through his phone while laying in bed. Specifically he was on Pinterest looking at drawings of cool knights to procrastinate from life. Virgil came in and literally flopped down on top of him.

"Oh noooooo I'm being crushed by an extremely handsome guy" Roman cried out dramatically actually kind of feeling like the air was going out of him. This was his ideal way to die but he'd rather not die at all right now. 

"Kind of rude talking about yourself" Virge teased moving so he was sitting beside him.

"What?" He asked completely clueless.

"You're the extremely handsome guy, get it?" Virgil replied.

"Oooohhh" He laughed "That's funny that you think that. Sooo how did the therapy go?" The emo had just gotten back from it.

"I have a theory" Virgil did his best to immediately change the subject because he was not ready to talk about therapy yet.  "You know how Picani mentions his husband like all the time. What if principle Sanders is his husband"

Ro shoot his head back giggling. "If I was still going to the sessions I would ask him next time"

"Wait that's a choose you can do? To just stop going? It gives me so much anxiety just thinking about going to therapy it would nice to not. Like I know it helps but also therapy is so bleh you know"

"Indeed. Technically I'm not allowed to stop going but I run away and hide instead of going" He said with a smile.

"That doesn't sound like a smart thing to do princey"

He did a fake offended gasp before posing dramatically "What? It's not like I need it. I'm a knight! A prince! I don't need stuff like that" Virgil opened his mouth to disagree but Ro talked over him "Soooo I love talking about me but time for you my love, how did it go?"

"Pretty good I guess" He replied pulling Ray (the rat) out of his pocket. Yes he did take the animal with him to every therapy session because it made him calmer. "Picani's says I'm doing better and I think I am" He looked at his arm, the scars were hidden by his dark hoodie "I hope I am" He mumbled.

Roman pressed a kiss to his cheek "Mi amor, you're doing great"

"Heh" He put Ray down on the bed and petted his soft head. He forced a smile while fiddling with the strings of his hoodie "Ok so I guess it would be best to just rip it off like a band aid sooo I'moffsuicidewatch" He babbled out feeling anxiety bubble up inside of him. 

"Really?" Ro asked.

"Yeah"

With a grin Roman picked him up and spun him around before pulling him into a hug. "That's great! I'm so proud of you"

Virgil blushed keeping his arms around the other's neck. "Now when I'm not under surveillance so I don't...do something bad to myself I'm technically allowed to leave the school grounds. You know what that means" He smiled genuinely this time.

"DATES????" Roman exclaimed to which Virgil nodded. "I want to do something romantic like in a disney film. Like go on a horse ride or sing duets in the moonlight in a park"

"So you want to do something corny and cliche"

"As long as I get to do it with you" He cooed pressing their foreheads together.

---

It was a nice day outside. The sun was shining, birds were singing. Dandelions was growing in the cracks of the cement. On days like these people like Virgil and Roman would have a good date. It was a lousy Sunday so not many people were out in town. The couple walked along the sidewalk. Their hands not quite together only connected by their pinkies. 

Roman had been going on about how Kida from Atlantis: the lost empire deserves to be a Disney princess for 5 minutes when he said in the middle of the sentence "And I feel like everyone is staring at me but I will keep on talking this loud because she is a literal queen and she could kick me in the face and I would thank he-"

Virgil was taken aback and interrupted with "Wait, I have anxiety I get why my paranoia is making me think people are looking at me but why are you thinking it?" He asked. For a moment he considered if they were telepathic and got really excited before his Logical thinking returned back to him.

"Stormie please I have a huge ego I always think people are jealousy staring at me" He boasted.

The emo looked up at him with a tried expression. He could tell the other was lying. "Well when I'm anxious I like to think about my worst fears because if I have that to worry about I don't have space in my brain to worry about the current probs pointless thing"

"That's actually kind of witty"

"Well thank you you knight in shining glamour"

"Nice one Gerard Gay"

"That's a good one, Let's see my fears change all the time but right now it's the classical losing everyone I love, Waking up because someone is dragging you away into the dark and drowning" Virgil counted them on his fingers.

Roman pressed a kiss to his forehead. "I will make sure none of them ever happen"

He smirked up at his boyfriend. "Sure you will. So wanna tell me one of yours? We still got some walking to do so might as well talk amIright"

"I am A Prince! I don't have any fears, I am fearless and therefore I am able to save princesses and princes of darkness!"

"Bitch please I know you're scared of the dark so jot that down, what else you got...It's okay if you don't want to tell me tho, don't feel pressured" He added the last part because he respects boundaries and is great.

Roman squeezed his hand and leaned slightly downwards whispering. "I have never told anyone this and if you pass it on I will point my sword aggressively at you. I'm afraid of an embarrassing amount of things. Doctors, Death but I guess most people have that fear but more like waking up and one of your loved ones have suddenly died while you were sleeping or was away and now he won't wake u...nevermind. Ehm hospitals I'm scared of those too and being held down, tubes being put into my nose, screaming but no one helping" He rambled.

"Those are all weirdly specific. Are you okay?" Virgil suddenly very ready to listen and or comfort.

Roman stared down for few seconds before cracking up into a smile. "Of course, It all just came from a nightmare"

"If you say so" He replied wondering if he really knew all about him like he thought he did.

They walked into a small cafe. Virgil ordered a black coffee and a chocolate muffin. Roman got a salad that was actually just watermelon pieces and feta cheese in a cup though he gave Virge all the cheese because Cheese. Is. The. Enemy. Roman counted quietly holding up his fingers as if he was holding the numbers in place so he wouldn't forget them before writing down the calories on his wrist and frowning. He was actually quite good at math since he used to be straight A student because if he wasn't he was going to get yelled at by his father. When Logan realized Roman had better grades them him he accidentally punched a hole through a window.

Virgil scrolled on his phone but suddenly stopped and burst out laughing. "Ro you have to see this, I look so stupid" He held up the phone. It was a photo of him dressed up as a vampire, cape and fake fangs and all from a few halloweens ago.

Roman blushed "Vivi I'm coming out right here and now. My sexuality is you dressed up as a vampire" He fawned himself with his hand just to be extra.

"Stop it, I looked dumb"

"You look dumber now" He replied without thinking about it.

"Yeah okay that's fair I walked into that one. Now you Patrick Frump have to pay me back by showing me a dumb old picture of you" Virgil did fingers guns at him triumphantly.

"I can't, literally. I deleted all of my old photos because I looked so horrible in all of them. The school doesn't allow me to use my camera so I don't have any news ones either"

"Well that sucks" He suddenly got an idea and started to search around in his bag. He pulled out the sketchbook that technically belonged to his boyfriend but they basically shared it at this point and a pencil. "Can you stay in that pose?" He asked leaning forward over the table with a smirk.

"Like this?" He sat relaxed but Virgil nodded. "Why? I mean I get that I am the most handsome prince you will ever see and you want to look at me forever but why?"

"If you can't take any pictures of yourself I can draw you"

Roman's blushing intensified and he was going to hide his face in his hands if he wasn't supposed to stay still. He had been drawn a lot but usually he was drawn in a more gory way or completely dead. Virgil drawing him made him melt.

"It's pretty shitty but I tried" The emo said a after a while. he slided the book over the table just like he slides into the dm..........ᶠᵒʳᵍᶦᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐʸ ˢᶦⁿˢ

Roman stared at the drawing for so long it made Virgil anxious that he disliked it. He traced his finger carefully over the lines not understanding how Virgil could see him like this, how he could see him as pretty.

"Sorry, like I said it's shitty" The emo said.

Roman pressed the book against his chest exclaiming "I love it! I love you!"

Virgil smiled slightly putting his hand in Roman's face  so he wouldn't look so godamn cute when he grinned at him. "Shut up" He jokingly said.

"Neva! You can't stop my love!" He said before leaning across the table in an attempt to smooch him.

"Help, help" He muttered in a monotone voice "I'm being attacked"

"Damn right you are catcher-in-the-cry" He said triumphantly before smooching him. He noticed that Virge had finished the chocolate muffin and asked "Wanna go do something else? OH like running in slow motion on the beach or-"

"You would have to threaten me with a gun to make me run so no. Honestly I just wanna spend time with you doing like nothing" Virgil explained.

"Aww you're so soft when you want to me" Ro cooed squishing his cheeks.

"Am not. I'm a dark demon lurking in the shadows of the night!"

"Sure you are honey"

Virgil took his headphones out and gave one of the earbuds to his boyfriend before putting on some panic! at the disco. He doddled on a new design for the vampire cape because it was a while till Halloween but damn if he wasn't going to be ready for it. He looked up and was going to show the drawing instead he felt his heart warm as he looked at Roman. His head was leaned against his arms and he was looking out the window with a far away look in his eyes. He was singing along to the music quietly enough so that only Virgil heard him. The emo hesitated for a moment before joining but changing the lyrics as he softly sang

"Roman smiles like Roman doesn't care,
He lives in his world so unaware.
Does he know that my destiny lies with him"

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I wrote a thing about Logan and Pride based on drift away from su when I was bored at school and wasn't going to include it but why the hell not so here it is.

Here in the Garden

Let's play a game

I'll show you how it's done

Logan and Peter. Logic and Pride. More often seen together than apart.

Here in the Garden

Stand very still

This'll be so much fun

One ask about copying homework turned into sitting together at lunch every day turned into skipping class to hang out at their secret place in the woods turned into 3 or more sleepovers a week and matching tatoos.

And then he smiled

That's what I'm after

A smile in his eyes

The sound of his laughter

Envy and Rage was almost always there from the start as well but it was different between Logic and him. Right?
Pride thought so. He thought they would stay together until the end. That they would finish each other sentences and know what the other always needed until death did them part.

Happy to listen

Happy to play

Happily watching him drift away

"Stop worrying so much, It'll be fun. You just go up and ruffle his feathers a bit"

Pride had noticed Logic seemed down, he thought it would make him feel better. When his friend turned visceral he didn't know what to do. He'd never seen him like this. Suddenly Rage tugged at his arm, saying they had to leave.

He thought Logic was right behind him.
He didn't know he left him behind.

He didn't know he wouldn't talk to him again for a long time.

Happily waiting

All on my own

Under the endless sky

He called once a day. Logic never picked up. He waited and waited for something. Anything that told him his friend was still out there.

Counting the days

Standing alone

As several months go by

Envy told him to give up. That he'd clearly gotten taken by the socials or something. Rage pretended like he didn't care though they all noticed the missing piece in their group.

Happily wondering

Night after night

Is this how it works?

Am I doing it right?

Pride threw stones at Logic's window though no one opened and waved at him with a smile like Lo used to do. When he climbed up and broke into the room he almost expected Logic to be there and ask what he'd done now to be thrown out of the house before climbing down into the bed and hear him rant about stars all night. Instead the room was cold, empty, barren.

Happy to listen

Happy to stay

Happily watching him drift away

In the trashcan the blue bracelet with spikes pride had bought him, the mittens Envy had made him and the books Rage had stolen for him laid. All the memories they had made together thrown away.

He saw a note with the adress to the school trashed as well.

You keep on turning pages for people who don't care

People who don't care about you

And still, it takes you ages to see that no one's there

On the bus towards the school Pride couldn't stop thinking.

About the nights where Rage had broken into the library so they all could help Logic study towards the test the next day.

About the one and only time Envy had won over Logic in a game of chees making them all cheer.

About the time Pride had gotten a bad cold after they had swam in the middle of the night so he got to spend an entire week in Logic's bed coughing and sneezing, he would bring chicken soup to him and kiss him on the forhead to make the sickness go away.

By the time the bus stopped Pride had concinved himself Logic would never leave them behind willingly, Not after all those years together.

See that no one's there

See that no one's there

He's gone on without you

He walked through all the hallways and he could swear that his heart skipped a beat when he saw his best friend.

Then their eyes meet.

Finally something

Finally news

About how the story ends

But he wasn't alone.

He doesn't care about you now

He's moved on

with all of his brand new friends

A boy with curly blond hair reaching his shoulders and a blue shirt and a taller person holding a coffe cup was standing with their backs turned towards Pride.

Pride waved with the biggest happiest grin he'd ever had and Logic clearly saw it.

He said something to his new friends and they walked away.

Logic didn't even glance back at him, Pride was treated like less than air.

Isn't that lovely?

Isn't that cool?

And isn't that cruel?

Pride backed away feeling tears press forward. He walked out of the school as fast as possible until tall trees and looming shadows surronded him. Until he was as alone as he felt.

And aren't I a fool to have

Happily listened

Happy to stay

Happily watching him drift

Drift away

The hole in his chest from that day never truly left.