Virgil smiled at Patton across the table, "I appreciate you always cooking dinner but if you ever want to take a break from cooking I can cook for you."

Patton titled his head, "I didn't know you could cook."

Virgil shyly nodded his head, "Yeah I learned when my parents were going through the divorce and I had to make my own dinner for a while."

"I'd love to try your food, wanna cook tomorrow?" Patton offered.

"Sure."

The next night Virgil was in the kitchen cooking and Patton was at the table, taking care of the puppies. Patton looked up at Virgil with a kind smile. Virgil looked so content mixing together the ingredients. Patton couldn't help it as he imagined himself hugging his friend from behind, at first it was just friendly but then he imagined himself leaning forward and kissing Virgil's cheek then the emo turning his head and kissing him. Patton blinked and shook his head, blushing that he would imagine doing that with his friend. Patton sighed, he knew he shouldn't be falling for his friend right now. Plus what would happen if Patton confessed his feelings and Virgil didn't return them then felt uncomfortable around Patton knowing that he loved him more than as a friend. Virgil heard Patton's sigh, "You good Pat?"

Patton looked up and plastered a smile onto his face, "Yeah I'm great!" 

Virgil hummed, Patton was a bad lier but if he didn't want to say how he was feeling it was for a good reason, "Alright."

Later Virgil finished cooking and placed the food on the table. Patton had put the puppies back in their box-bed and had them on the floor near the table. Patton took some of the spaghetti made from scratch and took a bite. Patton grinned, "It's amazing!"

Virgil smiled and felt a slight heat in his cheeks at being complemented by Patton, "Thanks."

"Do you have any other things that you're super good at that you haven't told me about yet?"

Virgil shook his head, "I don't think so."

Patton smiled at him, "I bet there is something else, you're my amazing, talented boy."

Virgil felt the heat in his cheeks grow, "Pft, nah." Patton felt his heart beat faster as he saw the effect of his compliments on his friend. He loved how Virgil tried to hide his blush and smile behind his dark purple bangs. It was of course failing, but it added to how cute Virgil looked. Patton snapped out of his thoughts as he realized that this would only make his crush on his friend grow.

After dinner they started to clean the dishes together. Virgil scrubbed them and rinsed while Patton dried and put them away. Virgil handed Patton a dish and he dried it. Patton reached his arm behind Virgil to put the dish away in the cabinet. Virgil felt Patton's warmth come close to him and he knew how close Patton was to touching him. Virgil secretly hoped that Patton was still as much of a klutz as he was in highschool so that the man would fall over and just wrap his arms around him already. Patton noticed Virgil's blush, "Are you feeling okay?"

Virgil nodded and then got an idea, he gathered up as much courage as he could, "I was just uh thinking about what would be the best way to ask you for a hug and I felt embarrassed that I couldn't just ask you straight out." 

Patton awed, "If you ever tell me you need a hug I will immediately give you one! Or you could initiate it yourself if ya want! There's no need to be awkward or embarrassed about it." Virgil smiled at him and wrapped his arms around Patton's waist. Patton grinned and hugged him back. Virgil buried his head into Patton's shoulder, he felt safe and right in Patton's arms. Virgil felt the flutter of butterflies and wanted more. He felt a small tingle on his lips and then his eyes flew open. He knew what he was feeling now. Love. Virgil mentally groaned, Of course my gay ass fell for the only person that's ever shown me love. Virgil pulled away and smiled at Patton. Patton smiled back with his tongue slightly poked out in the adorable way that he does. This man is going to give me a heart attack if he doesn't stop being so cute. Virgil went back to cleaning the dishes and tried to not make eye contact with Patton but still stole glances at him.