This might be really boring but I just had a really good time writing them going back and forth flirting and messing with each other okay lmao I hope it's somewhat cute and funny
It's also kinda weird I guess but I'm gonna stop talking about what all I think is wrong with it and let you all decide what you think of it-

The third time that the superhero landed himself in Virgil's apartment was not an accident. He had just finished saving the day once again, and after realizing that there was still a lot of time left in the day he decided to pay his new friend a visit. He had nothing better to do, and even though he had no idea what Virgil would think of him showing up again he wanted to see him.

Despite not needing to this time Roman still decided to enter through Virgil's kitchen window, sliding it open and pulling himself through. He was a lot more graceful this time-the first two times were just practice. He pulled himself inside, sliding his feet over first and standing instead of falling. Virgil was in the next room over on the couch, and didn't bother looking up from his phone as he spoke. "Again, Princey?"

"Princey?" Roman's face scrunched up as he thought about the name, making his way over to sit beside of Virgil on the couch. He winced as he touched the back of the couch; his wound hadn't healed up completely, and still hurt to touch.

"Yeah, Princey. I had to have something to call you, and I thought everyone called you that anyways." Virgil shrugged, finally setting his phone down and looking up at the superhero.

"I am fairly certain they just call me Prince. Not Princey." Roman argued, and Virgil shrugged again.

"Gotta be different from everyone else somehow. So, why are you here this time?" He raised an eyebrow. "Hiding? Did someone stab you again?"

"No! That was a one time thing. I am good at my job, so I am very careful to not be injured." Roman insisted. "I simply... wanted to say hi."

"Someone who's really good at their job wouldn't have let it happen once.." Virgil mumbled, and quickly spoke over Roman's objections. "What do you mean you just wanted to say hi? Don't you have more kittens to save from trees or something?"

"What I do is much more serious than that!" Roman pouted, and Virgil snickered. "It is!"

"Whatever you say, Princey." Virgil grinned, and Roman crossed his arms. Standing up, he started making his way back towards the window.

"Fine, since you so obviously don't want to see me I guess I'll just leave then. I'm sure I have plenty of other adoring fans who would love for me to come in through their apartment window to hang out with them."

"Cause that's not creepy at all," Virgil laughed, watching as Roman turned back to glare at him. He shook his head at him, patting the spot next to him again. "Fine, fine, I'll stop teasing you. Come back."

Roman grinned again, walking back over to sit down next to Virgil. Virgil glanced towards Roman's back as he sat down, wondering if it had gotten any better in the last week since he had seen him. He pointed at it after Roman sat down, looking back to his face. "How's your back? Any better?"

"Not... really.." Roman winced, thinking about all the times he had reopened the wound while fighting. He had fallen on it again today, and hadn't checked it yet although he thought it would be fine.

"Dude... have you still been running around with your back hurt like that?" Virgil asked, frowning. "That's not very smart."

"I don't have much of a choice," Roman shrugged, watching Virgil curiously. He couldn't help but wonder why he cared so much; the two of them had only met three times, and he didn't even know Roman's true identity. "Who else is going to go out there and stop the bad guys?"

"I think the police can handle it for at least a week, Princey. If you don't rest for a while then it could slow you down if it hurts. Then you might get yourself killed. Then who's gonna be out there stopping bad guys?" Virgil questioned.

Roman smirked, taking the opportunity to lean in close to Virgil and flirt. "Are you concerned about the bad guys, or are you worried you won't get to see my pretty face again if I get hurt?"

Virgil's cheeks were turning red, but he ignored them. He just laughed, shaking his head and pushing Roman away from him. "No way. I don't even know what you look like under the mask, so for all I know you could be the ugliest person alive."

Roman gasped in mock offense, putting a hand over his heart. "I was sure that you had guessed by now that I'd have to have a handsome face to match my charming personality."

"Oh yeah?" Virgil raised an eyebrow, him being the one the lean in close this time. He grinned, tapping one finger against the mask Roman wore on his face. "Then why would you cover it up all the time?"

"It's only because I have to! Believe me, it pains me to know that everyone knows who I am but can't see the face behind the mask. But you know, secret identity, illegal superhero and all. Not to mention the fact that if I showed my face my thousands of fans would never leave me alone!" Roman sighed dramatically, shaking his head. "It simply can't be."

"Yeah, Whatever." Virgil rolled his eyes. "I don't think you'll have to worry too much about the last part."

"Oh, you don't think so? I can prove it." Roman smiled confidently, and Virgil scoffed.

"Yeah? How?"

"Let me borrow your phone, I'll show you!" Roman held his hand out, and Virgil frowned at him. He carefully handed his phone over after unlocking it, watching him curiously.

"Watch," Roman leaned over so that Virgil could watch as he typed into the search bar. "There's a whole website all about me! There's actually a couple of them, but I'll just show you this one.."

Virgil's face flushed as he saw what Roman was typing in, and he went to grab his phone back quickly. Unfortunately the page had already loaded, and Roman was already looking at Virgil's own account that he had created on the fan site.

"Oh? What's this?" Roman laughed, quickly moving the phone away as Virgil tried to steal it back. He stood up, turning his back to Virgil as he followed and tried again to get his phone back. "You have an account? Let's see... your most recent comment was on a video someone took of me?"

Virgil gave up on trying to get his phone back, covering his bright red face with his hands and sinking back down onto his couch. He groaned loudly in embarrassment, laying back and listening as Roman read off the comments he had left on the website. Most of them happened to be about Roman's appearance-mainly how 'unfairly beautiful', as Virgil had put it, he was.

"Aw, how sweet." Roman grinned as he turned back to Virgil, and Virgil was glad to notice when he peeked between his fingers that the superheroes cheeks looked a shade darker as well. He laughed as he sat back down beside of Virgil, taking hold of one of his wrists and gently pulling it away from his face. His grin shifted into a soft smile, and he was glad when Virgil seemed to relax a little.

"If it makes you feel any better, I definitely believe you are equally as-if not more-handsome than me." Roman laughed, only managing to make Virgil's face burn darker. He pulled his hand away from Roman's grip to hide his face again, Roman laughing more as he heard a barely audible squeak from him.

"To be fair," Virgil muttered after he could finally move his hands away from his face. "My comments are definitely the least... inappropriate."

"Oh, I've seen what people say." Roman assured him, laughing as his cheeks turned pink again. "Have you bragged to anyone yet that you've met me and they haven't?"

"Cause they'd actually believe me," Virgil huffed a laugh, shaking his head. "I still don't really believe it. I mean... before meeting you I didn't really understand any of those dumb fan sites or people who'd keep up with everything you do."

"But now that you've met me you know how truly amazing I am?" Roman asked with a grin, and Virgil rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, sure." He laughed, looking away from Roman. "I... this is really weird. You've got all these people who talk about you all the time, I'm sure meeting someone in real life who treats you like that is super weird."

"Weird? From you?" Roman shook his head, teasingly tapping him on the nose and receiving a very confused look while he chuckled. "I think it's cute. You're cute."

"Yeah, whatever," Virgil mumbled, looking down and covering his cheeks with his hands again. "Can we change the subject now? Let's change the subject now."

Roman laughed again but let him change the subject to something else, spending quite a bit of time over at Virgil's apartment. He didn't leave until it was dark outside, once again deciding to use the front door instead of dramatically leaping from Virgil's apartment to his. Also because he didn't want Virgil to know that he lived directly beside of him. He liked Virgil, and truthfully he wouldn't mind if he did know, but the two did barely know each other so Roman couldn't be sure if he could trust him with something like that just yet.

He did return plenty of times after that day, however, just to spend time with his new friend. He didn't have very many other than Patton and Logan, who he talked to occasionally, but being with Virgil was different from hanging out with them. He felt closer to Virgil, despite knowing him a shorter amount of time.

It took him a lot of time(and then Patton pointing it out to him as he was telling him about Virgil) to realize he had developed a crush on his next door neighbor who didn't know he was his next door neighbor. Finding that out was scary, and weird, and he avoided Virgil the next few days without realizing it after that. When he had gotten back Virgil told him he had been worried, and he felt bad. He didn't know how to explain that he had been struggling with his emotions, so he simply told the other he had been busy being a hero. Which wasn't completely a lie-he had been busy with that as well.

Roman tried to ignore it for the most part, simply hanging out with Virgil as usual. Most of the time he was able to forget his feelings, talking and flirting with Virgil as he always did. That was exactly what he and Virgil had been doing, going back and forth in some argument turned into playful flirting, when they found themselves sitting very close to each other. Their noses were just barely touching, and suddenly both of them seemed to freeze in place as they noticed it.

Roman stared at Virgil as he stared back, mouth dry and cheeks bright red. He couldn't help it as his eyes darted down from his eyes to his lips, nerves only getting worse as he realized just how close they were, how he could just lean forward and they would be kissing. Roman looked back up Virgil's face, noticing his pink cheeks as well, and when he looked up into his eyes he caught him glancing down too. Just when it seemed like Virgil was going to make the first move Roman pulled away, silently cursing himself as he saw Virgil's lips pulling down into a frown, cheeks even darker than Roman's as he backed away.

"Sorry," Virgil choked out, quickly rising from the couch and facing away from Roman. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I-I don't know what I was thinking, I..."

"Virgil, it's fine, I..." Roman stood as well, taking Virgil's hand gently. Virgil pulled away from him, turning around to look back at him with obvious tears in his eyes.

"It's... it's not. I shouldn't have... I mean obviously you'd-you wouldn't want me, I-I should've... I don't know what I was thinking, I'm so sorry-" Virgil was cut off as Roman took his hand again, shaking his head quickly.

"No, Virgil listen, it's not... it's not like that." Roman insisted, but Virgil shook his head.

"But you don't like me! Why would you, I-" Virgil stopped again, freezing as Roman pressed a kiss to the back of his hand. Roman let go of him after a moment, being sure he had his attention before sighing, taking a moment to gather his thoughts.

"I... I do," Roman mumbled quietly, and Virgil had to ask him to repeat himself.

"I do like you," he repeated louder this time. "That's not why I moved away. It's... god, you're amazing Virgil! I don't know how you could think otherwise."

"Then... then why didn't you..?" Virgil didn't finish his question, hoping Roman would understand and watching him carefully. He still felt like he was going to cry at any moment, still worried Roman wasn't being honest with him.

"I'm... I'm worried," Roman started, frowning.

"Thought that was my job," Virgil forced a watery laugh, and Roman smiled weakly at him. "What... what do you have to be worried about? You're the one out there fighting the bad guys all the time, telling me you're fearless. So what's wrong now?"

"I..." Roman paused, swallowing down his nerves and drawing in a huge breath. "This is a lot different from fighting bad guys. I can handle being in a tough fight, but the fear of rejection?"

Roman gave a very unamused laugh, shaking his head at himself. "That's so much scarier than anything I face."

"Why would you be scared of rejection?" Virgil frowned, now feeling more confused than anything. "I-I thought it was really obvious that I... y'know.."

"No, not about that," Roman smiled slightly, his own eyes filling with tears. "You are kind of obvious about that. And I still read your comments on my fan page," he teased, smiling a little wider as Virgil glared and covered his face.

"It's... well I mean, yeah. You like me. The hero me. The one who goes out and saves people, who doesn't like a hero? But what about... when I'm not this version of me..? When I'm normal and boring, when I'm annoying and I talk to much, what if you hate that side of me?" Roman questioned, letting a few of his tears slip from his eyes. "I don't... I don't want to stop being friends with you. I don't want to lose you. But I'm afraid I will because you'll just think I'm... boring."

"I must be misinterpreting who you are completely them, because I'm pretty much positive that I've already seen what you consider 'boring you' every single time you climb through my window." Virgil said, and Roman frowned, looking up at him in confusion.

"I mean, you're not exactly being a hero when you're in here, are you? And I can definitely say that I have 100%, without a doubt, seen your annoying side. And you know what? That hasn't changed my opinion of you at all." Virgil continued on as Roman watched him, dumbfounded.

"I love you," Virgil mumbled, stepping closer to Roman and nervously taking his hand again. Roman could feel it shaking so he squeezed it comfortingly, realizing how much it took for Virgil to say any of that. Roman watched him for a while, completely speechless, before finally he pulled Virgil into a hug.

"Thank you," Roman mumbled back, head turned so he was whispering right next to Virgil's ear. "I love you too. So, so much..."

Virgil smiled as he wrapped his arms back around Roman, inhaling shakily as he held Roman. He was nervous, but he was also incredibly happy. The person of his dreams, a literal superhero, and his Prince, returned the feelings he had for him. He let out a quiet laugh, hiding his face in his neck as he spoke.

"So does this mean I finally get to find out what's under the mask?" Virgil questioned, hearing Roman laugh as well. He pulled back from the hug, Virgil taking a step back from him to give him some space.

"I see what this really is. You're trying to trick me into revealing my secret identity so you can leave me, heartbroken, and post about it all over that fan site you're on." Roman accused jokingly, and Virgil sighed, rolling his eyes.

"Can we stop bringing up the fan site now?" He mumbled, face flushing again as he crossed his arms.

"Never," Roman teased him, laughing. He leaned forward to press a small kiss to the top of Virgil's head, embarrassing him further and making Roman laugh. Once he pulled back he reached behind his head, getting ready to slide his white and gold mask off his face.

"Ready to be blinded by my amazing beauty?" Roman joked, making Virgil roll his eyes again. He nodded anyways, and Roman nodded back, sighing and taking a moment to calm himself down.

"Hey," Virgil mumbled, reaching up and taking his hand, squeezing it like Roman had to his. "You don't have to."

"It'd be kinda weird knowing that even my boyfriend doesn't know my secret identity." Roman smiled, and Virgil could still see that he was nervous. "I want you to know, Virgil. Don't worry."

Virgil nodded, letting Roman lift his hand again to press another kiss to the back of it, letting it go again afterwards. Virgil let it fall to his side, watching Roman as he carefully started to pull the mask away from his face. Roman brought the mask down, holding it in both of his hands and fiddling with it nervously. He glanced up at Virgil who was watching him with wide eyes, trying not to worry about Virgil being disappointed with what he saw.

Virgil didn't say anything for a while, instead stepping up closer to Roman. He reached out to put a hand on his cheek, looking at him closely and letting the tiniest of smiles stretch across his face. He leaned in nervously, this time not brave enough to make the first move. Luckily Roman was more prepared this time, arms looping around Virgil's waist and pulling him in, finally, finally kissing him. Virgil's arms wrapped around Roman's neck, pulling him in even closer.

"I can't believe it's really you," Virgil mumbled when he pulled back, chuckling. "I mean... I had thought that maybe you were my neighbor, Roman. You kept looking at me when we passed in the hallway, so if it wasn't you that would probably have been really creepy but I had a suspicion that it was you so I didn't say anything."

"You knew?" Roman cried, looking shocked as Virgil laughed.

"I didn't know, it was just a guess. Chill out, Roman." Virgil judged him playfully while Roman began to freak out.

"Am I really that obvious? Do you think other people know too? What if someone already knows who I am?" Roman continued to ask questions, getting more and more worried until eventually Virgil cut him off by kissing him again. He didn't pull away for a long time, and Roman didn't stop him.

"No more worrying," Virgil mumbled between more kisses, pulling Roman down to sit with him on the couch again without parting from each other. "Now's the time to cuddle and kiss and stop worrying like we were before, so shut up."

After Virgil snapped at him Roman didn't have any more complaints, forgetting his worries for now and simply being with his new boyfriend.

Sorry if this isn't amazing. Dunno why I'm so worried about it not being good but I was excited to write this, so I want it to be good. And yeah, I am still on a break but I didn't wanna sleep yet and I've been anxious the whole time I was here so I just wanted a reason to stay up by myself and stay distracted. So here.

Also walking by windows at night is fucking terrifying okay. The entire time my useless brain is just like "there's gonna be a face there's gonna be a face look out someone's gonna be out there" and meanwhile I'm on THE SECOND STORY OF A HOUSE

That's not actually the case here at my aunts house tho, so it's especially scary. Like...... her house is full of windows. The bathroom door is a fucking window. It's covered by blinds but like there's this one broken off piece where someone could be peering through and every time I have to go in there at night I basically have an anxiety attack the whole time and I just try to leave as quickly as I can and I hate it. And of course right in the living room where I'm sleeping there's a gigantic glass sliding door and a huge window right next to that door and god I hate it so much I know it's dumb and irrational but I am freaking out okay oh my god

Okayokay I'll stop freaking out now, I've just had bad anxiety and stuff since I got here so I wanted to complain a bit about that. Anyways have a picture of me before going to my cousins wedding bc I was forced to wear a dress and it was actually kind of nice. Then I'll get off of here and go to bed, since it's 6AM and I'm pretty sure we're going to the beach tomorrow and I also just got fussed at for being up.

And also some pictures of the sunset cause it was super nice

That was where my cousins wedding was at. It was really nice

Anyways I'm gonna get off and probably try and sleep but end up on YouTube instead bc anxiety won't leave me alone. Thanks for reading. *i don't think I have any more and I'm too lazy to look back and make sure I've used all the ones I have saved so I'll just say I handed you one and then retreated back to my safe blanket hiding away from people* Take care of yourselves. Bye-Bob