The fluff you've been waiting for! And I have no idea what's going on with the picture above lol

Act Eight

You woke up with Logan around an hour later, and sunk into the floor with him. You rose up, and connected arms with Virgil. "Were you gonna ask,too..?" You asked. He nodded shamefully. "To my room?" He offers. You nod, and the two of you sink down.

You rise up with him. He led you to his bed. You felt like several winged creatures were inside of you. "Virgil..?" You asked. You surprised yourself. You were quieter then normal. "Yeah?"

"Do you know what love feels like..?" You saw his face light up a bit, but get a bit pale under his concealer. "Yeah. Why?"

"My stomach won't stop making it feel like I ate a bunch of moths." His face had came back to its normal color. "You know, (Name), I don't want to be too straight forward with this, but... Do.. You like me? Like, Do you feel butterflies when your around me?" You nod slowly. "Do you.. Like, have a crush on me?" You look down shamefully, but nod.

He lifts your head up a bit. His thumb was under your chin, and the rest of his fingers were infront of it. Before you could process he even moved, He had kissed you. You had a bit of experience with the boyfriend that cheated on you, and the girl that thought you were bi.

After a moment, You kissed back. It felt magical for the both of you. You couldn't process anything. You grabbed his jacket and pulled him down lower, deepening the kiss. He had his arms around your lower back. You were pushed down onto the bed.

No smuts, I swear. Promise meh, oke?

You had no idea he could be like this. After that, you two started making out. Though it smelt gross, you two were breathing through your noses. He pulled away, and before you could process it, his lips were on your neck. You pushed him off of your neck. "The others would be suspicious if a random hickey appeared on my neck,man." You said. It wasn't a whisper. It was similar to the tone of his voice. He nodded.

"Your right." He pushed his lips against yours, and though you had just witnessed it, a stronger spark was sent through your body. "Video games?" He pointed at the flatscreen hanging off the wall. He shook his hand a bit. Two controllers had appeared in his hand. You agreed, and you two played Friday the 13th, with a bunch of kisses involved as congratulations.

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YES! Is it bad that I was fangirling over my own story?

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