i'm gonna {try} to make a my strange addiction parody.

i really wanna do this.

i really do.

edit: writing it rn oooooooh

          Roman's POV

     I sat with Virgil on his bed, knowing that at any minute he'd most likely fall back asleep. I saw something out of the corner of my eye. I turned slightly to see what it was. I didn't see it completely, but I caught a glimpse of what it was, though. It looked an awful lot like me. It had lines on his face, almost like a Squip, or how some people imagine them. And it had a malicious look on it's face, almost as if it was plotting something. I could've sworn that I had seen it somewhere before.

     I subconsciously pulled Virgil closer to me. He didn't seem to mind, though. "I love you..." He mumbled, along with some incoherent words beforehand. "I love you too, my sweet princess." I said, planting a kiss on the top of his head. I started running my fingers through his hair again.

     I could hear something...odd. It was like a rumbling sound, coming from close by. I brushed it off as nothing but it didn't stop. It was only then I realized where it was coming from. HE. PURRS. OH MY GOD. I couldn't help but try, and fail, to hold back a small giggle.

     "What's so funny?" He asked. "I just found another thing that contributes to your catlike behavior~" I said in a playful tone. He was silent. "I didn't know you purred!" I exclaimed. He was silent once more. I could see the red staining his face.

     "I hate you so much sometimes..." He muttered. "Oh please, you love me." I said with a laugh. He sighed. "I do..." I held him close. I kept running my fingers through his hair. I turned my attention back to the movie, feeling the weight slowly become heavier. I could already tell he was falling back asleep.

     The weight became gradually heavier over time. I could hear his once normal breathing  become softer and softer. He's asleep...I gently maneuvered him off of me and slowly moved away from his bed. I felt a soft tug at my sleeve. God, even in his sleep he can't keep his hands off me.

     I gently laid back down on the bed. He immediately clung to me. I was forced to stifle a laugh, trying not to wake my adorable boyfriend. I sighed softly. "Good night..." I muttered. "Sweet dreams..."

timeskip.

          Virgil's POV

     I felt my eyes slowly open, indicating that I was waking up. I took a glance over at my clock. 8:27, I'm apparently an early riser, now. I tried moving slightly, but realized that Roman had his arms wrapped around me. I didn't even bother hiding my blush, knowing perfectly well that he was asleep. I nuzzled closer to him, almost begging for warmth. God, why am I always freezing? I pulled the blanket closer to me and I buried my face in his chest. I felt a slight shift in the bed, seeing Roman begin to stir. Please don't wake up, you were so cute.

     I heard him mumble incoherent words. Don't wake up. Please. "...good morning.." He mumbled with a yawn..............dang it. "Morning." I said, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "How'd you sleep?" He asked. "Fine. You?" I said. "Oh, I slept perfectly." He said with a soft smile. "You were so adorable in your sleep. I tried leaving to give you some space but you clung to my sleeve! It was so adorable..." He rambled. "I........ugh, whatever." I said with flushed cheeks.

     I earned a small giggle in response, feeling him press a soft kiss against my head. "Love you, too~" He said. There was a silence, a comfortable one. No talking, just holding one another close. It felt like it could've lasted forever...

knock knock knock.

     But, all good things must come to an end. I wiggled myself out of Roman's arms and made my way over to the door. "What is it?" I groaned. "Oh, Patton had informed me that you were feeling better, and I wanted to stop by to see if it was true." He explained.

     "Sheesh, why do you guys care so much? A year ago, Thomas took an Anxiety pill and nobody would really care...except Patton, he loves everyone." I said. "Virgil, we didn't know you back then. You know this." Logan mumbled. "I do, thanks for checking up on me, {which is totally true} by the way."

     "It was no trouble. I'll leave you be, now. I'm sure you're exhausted." He said with a laugh, walking off before I could say goodbye to him. "Rude..." I mumbled to myself.

      I walked back over to my bed, seeing Roman on his phone. "What did the nerd want?" He asked. "Oh, he just came over to check on me, see how I was doing after the whole pill thing." I said, sitting back down on my bed.

     "Oh, that was nice of him..." He mumbled. "Are you feeling better?" "Oh, yeah. Still a little sick but overall fine." I said. "Oh, that's good. I'm going to take those pills and throw them away." He said. "I can do it." I said.

     "Oh, it's fine. I'll do it." He said. "I'll do it." I offered. "No, I can do it. It's fine." He said. "What are you implying? That you don't trust me?" I said with a small smirk. "No, just that a prince should look after his princess." He said. I felt my cheeks flush with red. "Whatever. I'll throw 'em out, it's fine." Before he could say anything, I had grabbed my jacket and was out in Thomas' living room.

     I looked over at the counter. I spotted two pill bottles. I walked over into the kitchen, hoping that Thomas wasn't up yet. I grabbed both of the bottles, reading over them carefully. I set down his medication and walked over to the garbage bin.

     I was about to throw them away. I slowly felt this...urge come upon me. After a minute or two of debating, I pocketed the pills in my jeans {he passed out with his clothes on.} Maybe these could be of some use...

heeeeeeeeey

it's me.

you already knew that, though, didn't you.

huh.

so

uh

i don't have much to say...?

so

uh

yeah

c'ya.