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Logan peered down at Patton, who appeared to be very comfortable in his lap. Sighing, he realized he probably wouldn't be able to get up for a while, so he laid his head and closed his eyes, with slightly pink cheeks.
Logan peered down at Patton, who appeared to be very comfortable in his lap. Sighing, he realized he probably wouldn't be able to get up for a while, so he laid his head and closed his eyes, with slightly pink cheeks.
(Time skip?)
(Yeah)
It took Virgil about five hours to wake up, and he whined when he did. Sleeping had been so nice… He didn't have to think or do anything.
Roman had been awake for a bit now, starting at the ceiling, waiting patiently for Virgil. When he noticed Virgil stirring and his open eyes, he turned over and asked, "How'd you sleep?"
"Mmmm… fine, I guess…" He curled up closer to Roman so he could twine their legs together.
"Well, you slept much longer than you normally do." He moved closer, their iegs entwined. "That's always good."
Virgil nodded, still seeming pretty slow and sleepy. "Where're Patton and Logan?"
Roman shrugged. "I don't know. They went into the living room earlier. Want to go see?" He snuggled closer. "Or do you want to lay here for a bit?"
"Mm… I'd rather stay here until I'm like, actually awake." Virgil yawned, fidgeting with the strings of his hoodie.
Roman smiled and nodded. "Alright," he agreed warmly. "I'd rather stay here too for a bit."
Virgil hesitated before tentatively reaching up one hand to toy with Roman's hair. It was soft like his own, which didn't surprise him.
Roman closed his eyes. Virgil playing with his hair was deeply relaxing, and it felt great. His cheeks were tinted pink but it wasn't visible in the faintly lit room.
Virgil relaxed when Roman didn't reject his touch and kept going. "Do you like that, princey?"
"Mhm," he took his arm from behind his head and laid it on his stomach. "Keep doing it, please."
"Alrighty." Virgil dragged his fingers through Roman's hair, feeling calmed by it as well. He twirled a lock of hair around his finger and let it unravel.
Roman let out a happy sigh. He just wanted to stay here, forever, with Virgil, cuddling and sleeping together, but he knew he couldnt, so he savored the moment happily.
"Do you ever wear hoodies?" Virgil asked out of the blue, still playing with Roman's hair.
"No, I'm afraid not," Roman said, his eyes still closed. "I've never even tried one on."
"You should. Then I could steal them. I'm pretty sure that's a dating people thing." Virgil hummed.
"Hm. Maybe I will." Roman waved his hand and fashioned a hoodie out of the air. He didn't put it on yet but he layed it on top of himself like a blanket. "It is quite cozy. I see why you like them."
Virgil nodded, gently touching the hoodie with his free hand. "It's nice. Not the color I typically wear, but I still like it."
"We should swap hoodies." Roman suggested. "I could wear yours and you could wear mine. That's a kind of dating thing, right?"
"Sure." Virgil took the hoodie and went into the bathroom to change, not quite comfortable enough to show off his scarred body yet. He came out wearing Roman's hoodie, which was a bit big for him. "Your turn." He tossed his own hoodie at Roman.
Roman caught it and changed into it quickly. "It's so warm!" He hugged himself, holding in the warmth. "How do you like mine?" He asked.
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