Roman's eyes flickered open, natural beauty of the morning already gracing his appearance. He sat up but as he went to rub his eyes his hands were clearer than normal. He noticed the frame of his glasses on his face and remembered he had been reading last night. The book was still on the bed, at his side and with the cover slightly bent. Roman dog eared his page and placed the book on his bedside table, jumping off the bed with what little was left of his energy reserves. Roman threw on his clothes a little more haphazardly than usual but still made sure he looked stunning in the full body mirror before he headed downstairs, glasses still perched on the bridge of his nose.

Once he was downstairs, Roman began making coffee. Patton was the only one who didn't drink coffee so he put the kettle on, knowing the paternal figure would want some chamomile tea. Patton came down next, bouncing around despite it being 7 AM and Saturday. Roman  poured Patton's drink and placed it on the table next to his own coffee. Logan walked in, nose buried in a book as always, and took his cup before sitting opposite Roman. Virgil was still in his pyjamas when he slouched in, hair mussed but his make up on. Logan looked up and gestured for Virgil to sit before getting his cup of coffee for him. Virgil was staring at Roman and while Roman would normally have loved the attention he didn't feel like Virgil was staring for a good reason.

"Roman, buddy, do you need glasses?"
"What, no, of course I don't! My eyesight is flawless as a Phoenix's plumage!"
"A dead Phoenix's plumage? You're wearing glasses"
"Oh these, these are just a prop" Roman stumbled over his words and took off the glasses, squinting slightly before getting used to the blurring of his vision and blinking.

"I know the signs of needing glasses, if you will hand them over, Roman" Logan held out his hand and Roman reluctantly handed over the spectacles. Logan took off his own glasses and put on Roman's. He blinked a little before smirking.

"Prescription, you're long sighted, correct?"
"Yes... I am"
"Roman, why don't you wear your glasses, your vision could get even worse."
"It has, I had a low prescription. That's now the second highest available."
"Roman! You will wear your glasses!"
"I look pathetic in them"
"You don't Princey, you actually look pretty cool"
"I agree, these glasses suit you"
"They make you look amazing Roman, absolutely perfect"
"Thank you Patton" Roman sighed. Patton took Roman's glasses back from Logan and pushed them up his nose. Roman chuckled and pressed a finger to Patton's nose and Patton stuck his tongue out. Everyone laughed but Roman pressed a kiss to Patton's cheek. There was a stunned silence. Logan and Virgil smirked but Logan's seemed a little defeated as he handed a five dollars over to Virgil. Roman let out an offended gasp.

"You were betting on us?!"
"Actually, we were betting on who would make the first move, I bet it would be Patton. Virgil bet you"
"I am offended that you thought I wouldn't make the first move"
"Patton is the type to gush his feelings once you crack the walls down"
"Fair point." Roman chuckled, moving to press another kiss to Patton's cheek but missing as Patton turned and capturing his lips instead. They both blushed but neither of them pulled away. They heard a snap and a groan. Logan was smirking again as Virgil handed over ten dollars. Roman laughed a little.

"Who would insinuate the first kiss?"
"No, when the first kiss would happen, I said during or up to two days after, Virgil said after two days."
"And who took the picture?"
"Logan"
"Of course I did, I wanted proof that I won"
"Tch, shut up"
"Make me" Logan quipped, eyes half lidded. Virgil's blush rode high on his cheeks and was clear despite his foundation. Virgil stood up, dragging Logan by the tie, and headed upstairs. Roman rushed upstairs and grabbed two pairs of headphones and his iPods (yes he had plural) and offered one of each to Patton. Patton took them and they ignored the sounds of the two upstairs.

Roman made sure to tease them about it afterwards, of course he did.