Trigger Warning: Please check the end notes for more details.

Don't worry this ones mostly fluff! I especially like the second half

October 24th, 2020: 3:17 PM

"Okay, enough," Remy said, picking up the remote and pausing the movie.

Virgil blinked, pushing themself off of Remy's chest, confused, "What?" they murmured quietly.

"You've been mopey all week babe, which is perfectly fine, but this clearly isn't helping you feel better,"

Virgil looked embarrassed, shoulders rising to their ears, "I– I don't know what you mean,"

Remy raised their eyebrow in their signature, "nice try" look, "Oh please, you've barely been paying attention, it's The Black Cauldron, you always mouth along!"

"Sorry," Virgil sighed, sinking back into the couch

"Don't be sorry, I just figured we might as well try something else since this isn't really making you feel better,"

"I mean... like what?" Virgil shrugged, "I know I'm no fun right now. I mean you don't have to hang out if you don't want to."

Remy raised their eyebrow again, "Babe. We talked about this. I won't offer to do anything I don't want to,"

Virgil relaxed a little, at least, but they still looked stressed, "Yeah, yeah, I know," they muttered.

"So now we gotta figure out what the hell we wanna do," Remy said, kicking their legs up and over to rest in Virgil's lap.

Virgil rolled their eyes at Remy's antics, "We can do whatever, I don't care," they grumbled, resting their hands on Remy's legs.

Remy hummed a little, tapping their fingers on their chest. Virgil didn't mean to zone out, but their brain really wasn't on and rubbing their hand back and forth on Remy's jeans was really nice and–

"Aha!" Remy yelled, sitting up.

Virgil startled, coming back to reality, "What?" they whispered.

Remy seemed to realize how loud they had been because they turned to Virgil with a sheepish grin, "Sorry, babes, didn't mean to be so loud," Virgil shrugged. Remy still seemed to feel bad, pushing themself up to brush away Virgil's bangs to place a kiss on their forehead, "So I was thinking," they said, pulling away but keeping a hand cradling Virgil's face, "We should go to this cool-ass pumpkin patch!"

Virgil's face lit up a little, "Is it like, Halloween themed?" they asked.

"Ya know it!" Remy exclaimed.

Virgil tried to hide their excitement, smirking and shrugging, "That sounds cool, or whatever. What uh, what do they have to do?"

"All the usual pumpkin patch stuff I guess. Hayrides with like, real horses, a really shitty haunted house, bobbing for apples–"

Virgil shook their head, "Bobbing for apples is just waterboarding yourself for others' entertainment. I'm good,"

"What?" Logan exclaimed from the kitchen, peaking his head around the corner to look at Virgil.

"You heard me," Virgil said, smirking.

Logan shook his head, a hint of a smile on his face as he returned to the kitchen.

"I'm not wrong," Virgil shrugged.

Remy snorted, "Anyways," they continued, "the best part is the corn maze, it's pretty cool, plus if you can make it out you get a free pumpkin,"

Virgil eyes went wide, "Can we carve them?" they asked, practically vibrating, "I wanna make Jack-O-Lanterns,"

Remy shrugged, "Why not. The two of us plus a knife and fire? I'm sure it will go great!"

"Obviously,"

———

March 24th, 2018: 4:37 PM

3 months after Harvey is arrested

"Hey Dad, could you take me to Remus's later?" Virgil asked, half preoccupied with looking over his homework at the kitchen table," Roman froze from his place at the kitchen sink, turning to Virgil, "What?" Virgil asked, panicked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Roman relaxed a little, smiling, "You called me Dad, V,"

Virgil blanched, dropping his pencil, "Shit I– I'm so sorry Roman, I promise it wont happen again!"

Roman eyebrows rose, and he grabbed a towel to wipe the suds from his hands. When he took a step towards Virgil, Virgil flinched so hard he tipped his chair backwards, going down with it, "Virgil!" Roman ran the few steps to the table, crouching by where Virgil was.

Virgil had scrambled away from the chair to curl up in a ball, protecting his head, "Please," he pleaded, "Please I'm sorry, I wont do it again,"

"Sweetheart," Roman whispered, making sure to give Virgil some space, "I'm not mad at you. I was just excited, okay? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you,"

Virgil peered up from under his arms and Roman's heart broke at just how scared he looked, "Har–Harvey threw me dow–down the stairs the first time... I–I tried to call him Dad," Virgil shared, expression disappearing as he waited for Roman's reaction.

"Jesus, V," Roman breathed, frowning, "I am not him. I would never, ever do that to you, okay?"

Virgil shrugged, head angled against his shoulder, "It's okay if you do. I shouldn't have said it." Roman's froze, trying to process what Virgil had just said. Fuck, now he was tearing up.

"No," Roman said definitively, looking determined, "Harvey's actions were not okay, and I will never hurt you like that, okay Virgil?" Virgil gave another halfhearted shrug, staring beyond Roman's shoulder. Roman sighed, knowing that was probably the best he could get out of Virgil today, "I'm not mad," Roman added after a moment, "About you calling me Dad. I'm actually very proud of you, and I'm not going to be upset if you call me it again,"

"I don't wanna talk about it anymore," Virgil murmured, trying to hide his tears, "Please," he whispered.

"Okay," Roman whispered back, "Did you hurt anything when you fell?" Virgil shook his head, but Roman gave Virgil a onceover just in case, not putting it past Virgil to lie to avoid any more attention, "Do you want a hug?" Virgil hesitated, and then shrugged. Roman knew Virgil; if he was truly uncomfortable he would've said something, he was probably just to embarrassed to admit what he wanted out loud. Roman moved slowly, watching Virgil for any reaction that indicted he was uncomfortable. Virgil melted into the hug, breaking into sobs the moment his head touched Roman's shoulder; it was as if Roman wouldn't be able to tell just how hard Virgil was crying.

"Oh darling," Roman said softly, cradling Virgil's head softly, "It's okay," Virgil only cried harder at the comfort, gripping Roman's shirt like he would disappear the second Virgil let go. Roman shushed him gently, rocking the two of them back and forth gently.

"I'm sorry," Virgil whispered sadly.

"I'm proud of you," Roman rebutted, ignoring Virgil's comment entirely, "and I love you so much," Roman said, placing a kiss on Virgil's head. Virgil didn't respond, simply squeezing Roman a little tighter.

———

October 24th, 2020: 5:42 PM

Remy and Virgil were absolutely, completely, and utterly lost, "Don't worry, babe, I know exactly where I'm going, I know this place like the back of my hand," Virgil mocked, glaring at Remy.

Remy threw their hands (including the one that was tangled with Virgil's) up in surrender, "So maybe its been a few years, sue me!"

"I think I might, you idiot!" As grumpy as Virgil was that they had been wandering the corn maze for nearly an hour, Virgil was actually having a surprisingly good time, completely freed from the thoughts that had been haunting them all week.

Remy rolled their eyes, "Sueing? For what?"

"Emotional damages. Obviously,"

Remy raised an eyebrow, "Oh you poor baby," they said teasingly. Virgil flipped them off. Remy snorted. The two slowed down as they came to another split in the pathway.

"So, all wise and knowing maze King, which way do we go?"

Remy shushed Virgil, closing their eyes, "Quiet, peasant, I need to concentrate," Virgil scoffed. "I got it!" Remy exclaimed a few moments later. Turning to face Virgil, they knelt down, "Get on my shoulders, and then we can see over the top!"

"Isn't that like, against the rules?" Virgil asked.

Remy shrugged, "Trust me, people have done much worse to get out of this maze, they couldn't care less," That didn't exactly make Virgil feel better, but they climbed onto Remy's shoulders anyways.

"Wow," Virgil said after Remy stood, "I still can't see shit from up here," Remy sighed, walking forwards, "Woah!" Virgil called, frantically gripping onto Remy.

Remy laughed, "Virge I love you but I cannot see if your hand is over my eyes,"

Virgil moved their hand, embarrassed.

Virgil found the walk was strangely peaceful. They were some of the only people still in the corn maze this late.

Virgil ran a hand through Remy's hair, nearly displacing their sunglasses, "Hey watch the merchandise, babe," Remy joked.

"I feel the rat from Ratatouille," Virgil responded, "What's his name?"

Remy sighed loudly, "Remy. The rat from Ratatouille is named Remy," Virgil snorted before they could stop themself, "Not a word!" Remy exclaimed. Virgil however was adding some things together; like the fact that, after Remy's mom died during birth, Remy's Dad was a hot mess. And that Emile, who had stepped up to help and may as well have been Remy's other father, was obsessed with cartoons.

"Oh my god," Virgil whispered.

"What?" Remy said, trying their best to look up at Virgil.

"How long have you been going by Remy?" Virgil asked, knowing that Remy wasn't their full name.

"Uh as long as I can remember. Why?"

"Do you think the nickname Remy came from Ratatouille?" Virgil asked, trying not to laugh.

"Wh– no I... No,"

Virgil smirked, "Are you sure?" They taunted, pulling out their phone to check when the movie would have been released, "Because you would've been like, four, when the movie came out. So..."

"No, there's no way!"

"I mean knowing Dr. Picani..."

Remy shook their head, despite the fact that Virgil's head was resting on top of theirs, "There's no way..."

Virgil snorted, "Look I'm just saying,"

"And I'm just telling you to shut it," Virgil snorted again, but stayed quiet they continued walking for a few more seconds before, "Fuck, what if you're right," Virgil couldn't help it; they instantly burst out laughing, trying to muffle the sound with their hand. Remy groaned, "Don't fucking laugh at me, I'm having an identity crisis,"

Virgil rolled their eyes, "You're so dramatic; why not just asked Dr. Picani you dork,"

Remy was quiet for a few seconds, "That was actually what I was planning to do, thank you very much, I just needed some time to complain. Obviously."

"Obviously," Virgil replied, the sarcasm clear in their voice.

Careful to not topple over with Virgil still on their shoulders, Remy reached into their back pocket, and pulled out their phone. Quickly bringing up Emile's contact, they made sure to put it on speaker.

After a few rings a familiar voice came through the line, "Eh, what's up, doc?"

Remy wasted no time, "Did the nickname Remy come from the rat in Ratatouille?"

Emile didn't seem put off by how frantic Remy was, "Well, yeah," he responded, "I thought you knew that,"

Virgil snorted, hiding their face in Remy's hair to try and quiet their laughter. Remy was dumbfounded, "What!" they exclaimed.

"Yeah," Emile continued, "Ratatouille was always your favorite movie when you were younger so we started calling you Remy. It was by your request, actually,"

Virgil could barely breathe they were laughing so hard, having to take one of their hands from where it was gripping onto Remy and let it flap on their side to help get some of the energy out.

"Oh my god. I can't believe this," Remy cried, "My reputation is ruined. No one's ever gonna take me seriously knowing I'm named after a cartoon rat,"

Emile started to respond but Virgil accidentally cut him off, "Look!" they said, pointing, "I think that's the exit!"

Remy peered a little, and then nodded, picking up their pace, "Okay, I have to go, but I will be coming back to this!"

Emile respond and Remy hung up, placing their phone back in their pocket before sprinting to the end of the maze. Virgil screeched, tightening their grip on Remy.

When they finally reached the end of the maze, an employee sitting in a chair looked up from his phone, and then pointed to the pumpkin patch and said, "Go ahead and take whichever two you want,"

Remy cheered, kneeling down so Virgil could get off their shoulders. It took them a few minutes to find good sized pumpkins but eventually they were walking to the car with their prizes in hand.

"Uh, thanks by the way. For uh, being willing to do something else. And uh, sorry," Virgil murmured, not looking over to Remy.

Remy looked over to Virgil, "I mean, It's not a big deal, babe, you don't need to thank me," Virgil shrugged, "Anyways," Remy continued, dropping the subject, "Lets go home and carve these bad boys, huh?" That, at the very least, got a small smile out of Virgil. That was enough for Remy; as long as they were happy.

Trigger Warnings:
Child abuse
Light dissociation

One day it just like, came to me how funny it would be if Remy was named after the rat from Ratatouille. I eventually realized that in this timeline the movie would have come out after he was born but this was an easy enough fix lol. I love all of you who read this and your comments and kudo fuel me <3 thank you guys for reading, sorry that I am, as always, a hot mess.
Love y'all
-Apollo