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    Virgil stumbled into the dark kitchen and fumbled for the light switch.

It was 12:24 AM in the mind palace and our resident emo nightmare was starving. He hadn't eaten in a few days, mostly because he didn't want to interact with other humans.

He opened the fridge in search of anything, ANYTHING to cure his hunger.

Alas, there was one granola bar.

Virgil scarfed it down and headed back to his room, deciding that it was enough to last him until tomorrow night.

Shortly after he had plopped onto his bed, a fancy, frenzied knock was heard on his mahogany door.

Princey.

Virgil didn't bat an eye. He and his boyfriend would often have late-night talks that lasted until 3 or 4 AM about anything that came to mind. This night didn't seem to be any different. "It's unlocked."

Roman peeked his head inside. "Didn't know you were up," he said.

"Sleep is for the weak," Virgil explained as the prince walked in and shut the door. He lied down next to the emo, taking his hand.

"... What do you honestly think about marriages?"

"What?" Virgil's head snapped up.

"What is your honest opinion on marriages?" Roman repeated slowly, not looking up at him.

"Um... I don't know. To each their own, I guess. Why?" Virgil shrugged.

"I don't know. Just... came to mind..."

Virgil looked at him. "What are you not telling me?" he asked, narrowing his eyes. Roman shook his head.

"Nothing. I'm telling you everything I know."

"No. You're oddly quiet tonight. What's going on?"

"I..." Roman sighed. "... Am not entirely sure. Just haven't been feeling much like myself lately."

"Ro..." Virgil started in a worried voice.

"Yes?" Roman intertwined their fingers.

"Do I need to get a priest? In case you're being possessed?" he joked, causing the fanciful side to chuckle.

"I love you," Roman said in response, kissing his hand.

"I love you, too. And... for future reference..." Virgil rubbed his back.

"Yes?"

"If you're going to propose, maybe do a better job at hiding the ring box." Roman's head snapped up to see Virgil holding the small box that was previously in his pocket. The emo smiled.

A/N:

Abby here- first half was written by my beautiful girlfriend, Grace. Second half by me!! Hope you enjoyed!!

Doesn't she do, like,

*insert outro here*