“I’m too sober for this.” Virgil deadpanned.

An amused smile teased Roman’s lips, brushing Virgil’s bangs out of his face fondly. “You don’t even drink.” 

“Maybe I should start.” Virgil laughed, light pink dusting his cheeks.

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    “Roman, it’s so late. Why are you up?” A single lamp illuminated the dark living room, Roman’s face in the shadows with the amber glow on his face. His hand was holding a wine glass, swirling the dark red wine slowly. 

    Shrugging, Roman’s expression was sad. Virgil slipped into the sofa seat beside him, hand slipping into Roman’s free hand. He rubbed Roman’s free hand tenderly. “Are - Are you still upset about the audition?” 

    “I...yeah…” Roman’s voice trailed off, before he gulped the wine down. 

    “Hey...Hey…” Virgil gently took the glass out of his hand, resting it on the table. “That musical doesn’t deserve you. We both know that.”

    Roman bit his lip. “I thought I killed that audition.”

    “You did!” Virgil insisted, staring into his emerald green eyes. They looked so sad, so full of regret. “You were amazing, I’m 100% sure. And besides, there’ll be more opportunities, more musicals to star in.”

    Nodding, Roman’s confidence seemed to be back. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right.” He pulled Virgil close, hugging her tightly. “I love you so much Virgil.” 

    “I love you too.” Virgil murmured softly, his deep voice making Roman’s heart flutter.

    Roman pulled away, staring into Virgil’s eyes warmly. “Can... Can I kiss you?”

    “I’m too sober for this.” Virgil deadpanned.

An amused smile teased Roman’s lips, brushing Virgil’s bangs out of his face fondly. “You don’t even drink.” 

“Maybe I should start.” Virgil laughed, light pink dusting his cheeks. 

Roman’s lips brushed Virgil’s softly, the spark still in the kiss even 2 years from their first one. The butterflies in his stomach fluttered once more. His senses were on hypermode, Virgil tightly grasping his shirt, his rose shampoo making him feel giddy. Virgil’s hair was soft and fluffy in his hand as he tugged it gently.

It wasn’t the first time, and he didn’t want it to be his last. Fuck, he didn’t want it to ever end.