Prompt. AU so yes they look different and they've never really met

Roman had been up late that night watching tv, and was getting ready to turn it off and get some sleep when he heard it. The walls between the apartments he lived in were very thin, so it was no surprise, but he was sure that even if they weren't he would have heard the screaming that came from next door.

Roman, being who he was, wanted to go and make sure everything was alright. He didn't know his neighbor well, but that didn't mean he wouldn't try and help them if they needed it. After a moment of consideration Roman got up and opened the door to his apartment, going over to the one next to him and knocking loudly on the door. There was yet another loud scream, and then nothing. It was silent for a few minutes, so he knocked on the door again.

After another minute of silence Roman heard the door being unlocked, and then opened up slightly. The man who peered through the cracked door looked awful. He was clearly exhausted, and seemed afraid of something.

"Can..." The man spoke in a gruff, tired voice, pausing and clearing his throat. "Can I help you?"

"I... heard screaming, from next door," Roman gestured to his door, flustered and wondering why he had decided this would be a good idea. "I was wondering if everything was alright. I was worried."

The man looked to the floor, frowning. "Was I really that loud...?" He muttered to himself.

"Sorry." He sighed, looking back up at Roman. "There's no problem. I just have bad dreams sometimes, nothing to worry about. If that was all, then you can go back to your own bed now, sorry again for waking you."

He started to close the door, but Roman caught it. "Hey, wait. Are you sure you're okay? Also, you didn't wake me up. I was up late anyways."

"I'm probably just going to end up staying up the rest of the night distracting myself, but I'll live." He shrugged.

"This may be a... strange offer, but would you like some company? Being alone after having a bad dream is never fun. You could talk to me about it." Roman offered, and his neighbor once again stared at the floor.

"Well... Having someone else around right now does sound kind of.. nice. I wouldn't want to keep you up any later though." He worried, and Roman shook his head.

"It's no problem. I don't mind, promise." He smiled, and the man smiled back.

"I... guess." He shrugged again, letting the door open wider. He gestured for Roman to follow him inside, both of them sitting on the couch together.

"So," he started, glancing over at Roman. "What's your name, anyways? I've seen you around, but I don't think we've ever talked. It's kind of weird, you being in my apartment when I don't even know your name."

"It's Roman." He answered. "I don't think we have talked before now. And your name..?"

"Virgil. You can call me Verge for short, though." He explained, grinning slightly. Roman nodded, returning his grin.

"Alright, Verge," He began, raising a questioning brow at him. "Is screaming in your sleep a normal occurrence for you?"

"Kind of." Virgil answered honestly. "Not every night obviously, but I either have nightmares or I just can't sleep at all."

"Is there a reason you can never sleep good?" Roman pried. When Virgil didn't answer for a few minutes he assumed he wouldn't get a response at all. "If you don't want to answer any of my questions that is fine. Just talk about whatever you're most comfortable with."

"Thanks. I just don't know how exactly to answer you're question, but... what about you? Do you get nightmares often?" Virgil turned the question back around to Roman, who frowned.

"Not usually, no. Of course, everyone has them sometimes. They are certainly no fun."

"Definitely not," Virgil agreed, and once again there was silence between the two. "Why don't we talk about something other than nightmares?"

After Virgil asked him that the two were locked in a conversation that wouldn't end until the early morning, when birds chirped outside and people were just starting to wake. It only came to an end once the two of them had began to drift off, sleep catching up to both of them. Roman had said something about going back to his own apartment but Virgil told him he should stay if he was tired. Roman was too exhausted to disagree, and nodded his head sleepily, letting it fall against the back of the couch.

Virgil, also exhausted, found himself leaning against his neighbor as he fell asleep. He would have moved, but before he could really even realize what was going on he had fallen asleep too. His dreams weren't bad this time, but filled with cheerful conversations with his caring next door neighbor.

Idk why I'm awake rn but I am I guess

I'm also gonna write another one of those that's up there, but that'll have to be tomorrow bc I'm drifting off while writing this lol

also while looking up prompts to write I found a lot of prompts that were not so appropriate that kinda made me wish I wrote that kinda stuff bc I liked the idea, but oh well
Listen
If I actually did it would be the worst okay I've never done that shit so how can I write it??  Plus I get uncomfortable easily and I'd probably give up like, two sentences in lmao

Anyways enjoy some bad/funny pickup lines before I go to bed:

Hey, can you hold something for me? Thanks *holds out hand*

I'm not a photographer, but I can picture me and you together.

Do you work at Starbucks? Because I like you a latte.

If you were a vegetable you'd be a cute-cumber!

ALSO WHY THE FUCK DO I HAVE CRUSHES THAT LAST SO LONG ON PEOPLE I DONT EVEN TALK TO ANY MORE LIKE WHATS WRONG WITH ME

I STILL WANT THEM TO TALK TO ME AND LIKE ME BUT IM AN AWKWARD PIECE OF SHIT FEELINGS ARE ANNOYING

Anyways thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed this, sorry for my mini rant lmao. *

* (again I'm lazy idc)

Take care of yourselves. Love you guys. Bye!-Bob