Prompt. Also written to distract myself sorry if it sucks lmao

New message from: Unknown number

Unknown: Prince?

Virgil stared down at his phone quizzically, unsure of how to respond. It was clear that the other had the wrong number. He decided to text them back.

Virgil: who is this

Unknown: Wrong number, my apologies.

Virgil: wait, come back. I'll be your prince

Unknown: Worry not. We shall meet again, in another life.

Virgil laughed to himself at their conversation. It was strange, but he kind of wished he could get to know this person. They seemed funny.

Virgil: I love you

He sent the text jokingly, not expecting another response. When his phone once again went off with a notification he was surprised, and his face flushed as he read it.

Unknown: I love you too, prince.

Neither of them sent anything else, and Virgil assumed that would be the last he saw of the unknown person looking for his prince. It was certainly a strange encounter, but he was sure that they would probably forget and go on with their life.

Months passed, and Virgil almost forgot about the texts himself. That was until he received another text, from the same unknown number.

Unknown: Greetings! So, uh... I know we don't properly know each other, but I'm going through some rough times, and I don't have many people to chat with. I saw our previous messages and just wondered if maybe you wouldn't mind talking? I know I'm a stranger and all, you don't have to respond. I apologize for bothering you.

Virgil wasn't sure what to say for a while. He sat there, staring at his screen and trying to think of something to say. He finally settled on just asking what had happened, hesitantly typing out his message and hitting send.

Virgil: wanna talk about what happened?

When there was no response for another ten minutes, Virgil started to wonder if he had been wrong to ask. He was just about to type out an apology when another message appeared.

Unknown: Remember the prince I texted you about before? Yeah, he was my boyfriend. We broke up.

Virgil: I'm sorry.

Unknown: Not your fault. Don't worry about it. Would you possibly mind helping to distract me? At the moment he is all that I can think about, and... it hurts.

Virgil: yeah, no problem. So, what's your name?

Unknown: Roman. And yours?

Virgil wasted no time in saving Roman's number under his name, smiling slightly to himself.

Virgil: Virgil. Call me Virge.

Roman: Alright, Virge. Cool name.

Virgil: thanks. So, Roman, anything specific you'd like to talk about? We should probably ask some questions to get to know each other better.

Roman: hm. What's your favorite Disney movie?

Virgil: that's what you're asking to get to know me? What if whoever you're asking doesn't even like Disney?

Roman: impossible. Everyone loves Disney, if they don't then they're simply not human. If I met someone who didn't like Disney I don't know if I could talk to them. .... you do like Disney, don't you?

Virgil: yeah. I do.

Roman: good!

The two continued going back and forth talking to each other, learning more about each other and staying up until the early hours of the morning to speak for longer. When they finally had to get off to get some sleep, Virgil kept a small smile on his face. He went to sleep imagining what Roman was like in person, dreaming of an overdramatic Disney prince.

****

The two of them had spoken over text for months now, and had called each other a few times as well. They became very close, talking to each other about anything and everything. Roman had been happier than ever after his breakup now that he had Virgil, and the two slowly began to develop feelings for one another. Not that either of them would ever admit that, to themselves, or each other. At least, they never thought they would.

The two of them were up late again, talking to each other on the phone. It was around one in the morning when Roman decided he had to get off, talking about his beauty sleep.

"Alright. Talk later then?" Virgil asked, not letting his disappointment at Roman getting off show.

"Of course! Talk soon. I love you, bye!"

"Love you too," Virgil responded without thinking, both of them suddenly freezing up as they realized what had happened. Nothing was said for a long time, but neither of them hung up either.

"E-er..." Virgil stuttered, confused. "Wh-why did you say that?" He asked at last, face burning.

"Why did you say it back?" Roman fired back at him defensively, and although Virgil couldn't see it his cheeks were red too.

"I mean, it's kind of a habit," Virgil mumbled, shrugging. "Is that why you said it?"

"Uh... of course! Why else would I?" Roman laughed nervously, and Virgil could tell he was lying.

"Roman," he started, frowning. "What's wrong?"

"Nothin-"

"Don't lie. I can tell you're lying." He cut Roman off, frown growing. "What is it?"

"I... well, I didn't mean to say that but, well... it's..." He fumbled for the right words, and Virgil heard a long sigh. "I do. Mean that, that I... love you."

Virgil felt his cheeks heat up, and he cleared his throat, looking to the floor. He wouldn't get his hopes up. He probably just meant it in a friends way. "Yeah... me too. I mean, we're good friends."

"No-I mean, yes, we are good friends but that's not how I meant it. I love you, Virgil. More than that." Virgil nearly dropped his phone at that, stunned into silence. He sat, mouth open and eyes wide as he tried to process what was happening. "Er... Virgil? I'm sorry. Ignore me, I-I'm just tired, that's all. I-I should be off, I-"

"I love you too." Virgil blurted, closing his eyes and sucking in a deep breath. He let it out slowly, and spoke again, slower this time. "I... love you too. It's okay."

He heard Roman sigh in relief on the other end of the phone, and both of them couldn't help the wide grins that broke out across their faces. "So, does this mean you'd like to be my boyfriend?"

Virgil laughed, rolling his eyes. "Obviously."

"You know what this means, right?" Roman questioned. "This means you really are my prince." He referred back to their first messages with a laugh that Virgil shared.

"Nah," he shook his head, smiling fondly. "I think you fit that better. Being a prince just... suits you."

"How about we're both Prince's? Is that better?" Roman offered, and Virgil sighed.

"Only because you will never stop fighting me on this if I say no." He laughed, Roman chuckling as well.

"I'm glad you know me so well."

"Yeah, yeah, get some sleep, Princey." Virgil shook his head.

"Princey? Hm. I like it." Roman said, and then sighed. "You are right, though. I should get some sleep. You should too, Virgil."

"I'll try," Virgil said simply. "Night, Princey."

"Goodnight, Virgil. I love you." Neither of them would ever be tired of saying those three words.

"Yeah... I love you too."

This ended up a lot longer than I thought it'd be

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anyways, I've freaked out enough over talking people today I think, so I'm just gonna get off and get some sleep finally-

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