Roman smiled and continued watching the movie, his breathing syncing with that of Virgil's. His warm body soothed Roman and hoped that he was able to soothe Virgil.
Virgil hummed softly to himself along with the next song, pretty much sitting in Roman's lap by now. He seemed more comfortable and calm at least.
(time skip to after the movie?)
(Sure)
Roman sighed as the movie came to an end. "How'd you like the movie?" He asked, leaning his head on Virgil's shoulder.
"Mm… good." Virgil played with Roman's hair, humming one of the songs from the movie to himself softly.
Roman closed his eyes. The sound of Virgil's humming and him playing with Roman's hair was enough to almost out him asleep. He loved it. He wrapped his arms around Virgil's torso.
"Don't fall asleep now, Ro. It's only about noon." Virgil said softly, though he didn't take his hand away.
"Mm, I won't. You're making me want to though," he mumbled into Virgil's shoulder.
"Well, don't." Virgil said simply. "I'm guessing you'll want to eat lunch or something."
Roman shrugged. "I suppose. Though staying here would be much better."
"I don't really plan on eating, so whatever you want is fine." Virgil cuddled closer to Roman, relaxing a bit more.
"I'll eat later." He mumbled, stretching out his legs and excepting the cuddle, eyes closed and smiling.
"Alright." Virgil pulled his hood up and nestled his head into the crook of Roman's shoulder. "For how long?"
"Doesn't matter." This time he started playing with Virgil's hair, running his fingers through it. "As long as you want."
Virgil was practically putty in Roman's hands by now. He smiled softly and melted into his touch, letting him do what he pleased for now.
Roman twisted a bit of hair around a finger, letting it unravel and moved on to lightly stroking his hair.
"That feels nice…" He murmured, moving a bit closer. He was flush up against Roman now and seemed content to be so.
"That's what I was going for~," he whispered lowly, leaning in closer, a tiny smile tugging at his lips.
"Mm…" Virgil pushed his head up into Roman's hand like a cat, still smiling. His eyes were closed and he really didn't want to move.
Roman smiled in amusement. "You're like a cat.." he purred, stroking Virgil lightly.
Virgil shrugged. "Eh… I've been called worse." he hummed contentedly, keeping his eyes closed.
He glanced down guiltily. Most of those "worse" names had been from him. He sighed and twirled some more hair around his finger. "Im not too harsh, am I?" He asked hesitantly. "Have I ever…really…hurt you?"
He was quiet for a moment. "A couple times, yeah… I always sorta had a small crush on you, so it hurt when you were blatantly insulting. I thought you hated me for the longest time."
Roman sighed, leaning in closer, wrapping his arms around Virgil. "I'm sorry. I didnt hate you…well, I did before I got to know you…but I'm sorry."
"It's… it's fine…" He mumbled, tucking his head under Roman's chin. "It's not that big a deal…"
"It is, though. I said all these things to you that you didn't deserve." He sighed, holding him close.
Virgil shrugged. "Maybe I did deserve them… I… I wasn't exactly a ray of sunshine either, you know…"
He smiled slightly. "No, you weren't, but you still didn't deserve it. I'm sorry." He kissed Virgil lightly on the head.
"It's fine. Don't worry about it, really." Virgil relaxed a bit. "When are we going downstairs?"
