Flustered Royals

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"Okay but honestly, what exactly is the point of this game? It doesn't advance anything so what are we accomplishing?"

"Why does there have to be a resolution to everything with you, Logan?" Virgil rolled his eyes as he leaned back in his beanbag, glaring at the other two traits, though not feeling particularly agitated at the moment.

"Why could you not replace my company with Roman's?" Logan suggested.

"Roman doesn't enjoy truth or dare- so I️ just didn't tell him, as simple as that." Virgil shrugged.

"Why so?" Logan frowned.

"He has a tragic experience with-" Patton began.

"-He's overdramatic." Virgil finished.

"I️ see." Logan sighed.

"Oh, not always!" Patton frowned.

"He gets emotional and judgmentally fussy over everything." Virgil crossed his arms over his chest.

"That's not true." Patton pouted.

"Patton is partially right." Logan nodded.

"Now so, smart asspect?" Virgil smirked at his pun.

"He's not judgmental when it comes to-"

"Don't you dare say me because you're blind." Virgil laughed sarcastically.

"You, not entirely sure, but he's easier on you at the very least." Logan pointed out.

"I️ can give you a hundred nicknames he's called me and how many times he's said /I️ hate you/." Virgil argued back.

"Words are deceiving."

"The doesn't make sense- when he says I️ hate you- That's /pretty/ clear?" Virgil scoffed.

"Let me give you an example." Logan cleared his throat, turning to Patton, "I️ find you unremarkably unbearable and a main in my neck the majority of my life span for how long I've kept you around and put up with you."

Patton blinked a few times before tears collected at his eyes and he hugged Logan tightly, "I️ love you too!"

"What the hell was- what-" Virgil sat, dumbfounded.

"Or another example!" Patton squeaked, "Truth Or dare?"

"...Tru-"

"Dare. You choose dare." Patton dead-panned.

"...Dare?" Virgil furrowed his brow.

"I️ dare you to dress up as a pretty, pretty princess for the whole day!" Patton squealed.

Virgil's eyes widened as his pale face turned to a flush, light pink and slowly darkened in hue, "I️- wh- wha- Why?"

"Well, if Roman shows no interest, you win."

"Win what?"

"Well...you don't loose I️ guess then." Patton shrugged.

"And if I️ don't comply?" Virgil glared.

"I'll tell Roman you like him." Patton winked.

Virgil's face was now that of a Salaynum Lycopersicum, "I️ do /not/ like that- that- prissy little primrose!"

"You just compared him to that of a flower." Logan shrugged.

"Psh- negatively!" Virgil fought back but his blush was against him.

"Here, I'll take care of it for you." Patton snapped his fingers and an instant later, Virgil was dressed from head to toe in a light, purple gown with a black and purple flower-crown, "Don't ask me why I️ was able to teleport those things from /your/ room..." Patton giggled.

"Be quiet." Virgil hissed out, crossing his arms.

"This'll he adorable!" Patton squealed as he got up and began ushering Virgil out of the room, "Go get your prince!"

"Shut uuuup." Virgil whined out as Patton slammed the door behind him, and all of a sudden, all seemed quiet in the living room. Virgil looked around and to his relief, there was no sign of Roman so far. So, he simply advanced forward and pulled forward his dress to sit down on the couch. Little did he expect the-

"Oh-my- /stars/ what- are- you- /wearing/."

Virgil shrank down at the gasps that came from behind him and begrudgingly got back up. He smirked as he saw the gaping prince behind the couch, "You're Cool with it then?"

Roman was silent for a moment before turning his head away with a curt nod, "Well...just- purple isn't your color, that's all." He cleared his throat but kept glancing back at Virgil.

Virgil stifled a chuckle at how the royal was acting and chose to do a graceful twirl and curtsy.

Roman rolled his eyes as he tried to keep up his composure, "Y-you're doing it wrong..."

"What? /Twirling/?"

"Yes...twirling..." Roman rounded the couch and kept his eyes on the other, feeling as if he had no other choice as he felt if he looked away he might collapse from his limbs turning to jelly.

"Care to demonstrate then, sir-sing-a-lot?" Virgil scoffed.

"As a matter of fact, I️ will!" Roman huffed and took a few steps forward, gladly grabbing Virgil's hand.

Virgil hoped his eyes wouldn't portray the absolute joy that his heart did as Roman held his hand and put his other on the waist-line of his dress, "I️ said twirling, not dancing."

"Yes, well you can't twirl properly if you can't dance properly- and you can't dance properly without some music." Roman snapped the fingers of his free hand as subtle music began to play 'Tale as old as time'

Virgil stared down at his feet awkwardly if they were the most interesting thing in the world, that is, before he felt a hand on his chin and suddenly it was being lifted up until he met Roman's eyes. He could feel the sort of electricity that came through his whole being and had hardly even noticed that they had started dancing, he simply was lost in the movement and the feeling...the feeling that something more than just anxiety existed...something...

And then it happened.

Virgil wasn't prepared for the ever so obviously coming twirl until Roman began to spin him. Being ill-prepared, Virgil gasped as he felt himself loose his balance and winced as he expected the floor to meet his face at any given moment. However, it didn't. Virgil felt a hand wrap around him as the other was lifted up as Roman fixed them into a polite dip.

Roman did what he deemed worthy of stupidity and decided to instead let himself fall. He had hoped it would end like it does in the movies- but it was substantially less than that. He fell and ended up crushing Virgil who was now yelping in pain, "Oh- my- I'm so sorry!" He immediately got up and off of the sprawled out Virgil, holding out his hand instantly, "Here, let me heLP-" Roman screeched as Virgil grabbed his hand and pulled him down harshly so Roman was bent over.

"I'm fine. I️ ought a wear this more often, huh?" Virgil smirked as he tapped his nose to the almost fainted Roman.


[I️ would love to see art of dress Virgil if any of you would like to be up to the task? If not, that's cool, I️ understand school and work is time-consuming, thus my absence "^^ Thanks for being cool guys and gals and non-binary pals! 😈🌟 🐶 🤖 💜💛 💙❤️]

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