- Logan: ...Patton? Why are you wearing a banana suit?
- Patton: *pulls out a banana, peels it, takes a bite*
- Roman and Virgil, gasping: Canabananalism
- Logan: What is WRONG with you people!?
“What do you say?”
A/N: So uuhhhh happy (really really late) valentine’s day everyone!! I am so sorry this is so late I wrote this but didn’t have time to edit it and blah blah blah. This is sorta a vent fic and it felt sorta good to express these feelings out. Idk this is properly shit but here ya go take it!
summary: It’s Valentines Day, a day that Virgil always hated and always wishes the day never existed in the first place. This year, however, he really really wished it never existed, he wished he could just disappear for the entire day. After going through a rough breakup just a few weeks earlier he is still picking up his pieces, luckily his best friend is there to help him through this day and to spend some company with him. And Virgil thought it was the best time as any to ask a question that’s been lingering in his head for quite some time.
ships: QueerPlatonic Analogical, Romantic Royality, Platonic LAMP
warnings: Mentions of breakups, Mentions of Crying, Mentions of Anxiety, touch starved
It was Virgil’s least favorite holiday, Valentine’s Day. Normally he hates this holiday for the reason being it was simply a stupid holiday. It put way to much stupid pressure on single people to get a partner. Or if they already had a partner it put pressure on both of them to do something romantic. And it made single people who weren’t able to get a partner, feel like shit aka him every year.
Normally he was fine with this. He didn’t care. He just sat in his room and waited for the day to be over with and move on. But this year… This year he felt extra shitty.
Just a few weeks ago he had broken off with his boyfriend, a boyfriend who cheated on him.
The guy didn’t even have the decency to actually admit that he was cheating when Virgil found out. Actually, he didn’t even talk to him at all about it, simply ignoring him every time Virgil tried to speak to him about it. But not like any of that mattered, it was done it was over it was in the past now.
But still this year, instead of feeling the normal shittiness that came with this holiday, he felt like he was getting slapped in the face.
He couldn’t even go anywhere online without seeing about it. Everywhere he went all he saw was hearts and red and love and he felt like he wanted to cry and bury himself in piles upon piles of blankets for the day.
It didn’t help that he had to go to the store that day, having forgotten to get something the previous day, and he had to get it he couldn’t wiggle his way out of this one. Of course, the moment he stepped into the place he was bombarded with red and love and he felt like he wanted to cry right there. But instead, he took a deep breath buried his face more in his hoodie and tried to hurry as fast as he could. What made matters even worse was that there was a long line and not enough workers to help the cashiers. Just great. So he had to put up with people holding flowers, holding chocolates, or being with their partners and holding hands… This day couldn’t go by quicker.
When he finally left he shuttered out a shaky breath as he made his way towards his car. Really the only good thing about today was the fact that it was pouring, he always liked the rain. It made everything feel like a dream, tranquil he guessed he could say. It always made him calmer, and honestly, right now it feels like the rain was the only thing keeping him together.
Once he finally got in the car he practically threw his things on the passenger side and almost started crying right then and there. His chest hurt, his eyes were stinging. But no he had to get home to cry. So forcefully he sighed and dug out his keys wiping his eyes with a wet sleeve.
It didn’t take long for him to arrive at the door to his shared apartment. When he arrived he saw the lights were off in the living room and quickly he took off his wet jacket and placed his things in the kitchen. Luckily there were only a few things that needed refrigerated everything else he could put away later, more like tomorrow if he could.
Just as he was going to grab a snack and some tissues a sudden voice behind him made him jump so badly he smacked his knee into the cabinet.
“Jesus! Lo, don’t scare me like that!”
He turned around to be greeted with one of his roommates, his hair was slicked back as always but in his hand were some chocolates. Ah yes, he knew early on Logan had a certain sweet tooth. Something that was interesting though was the fact that he was in his unicorn onesie. Normally he doesn’t wear that out in the open like this, he’s caught Logan wearing it in his room countless amount of times but never out here. He wondered why that was.
Logan seemed to have noticed him staring as he signed and reached up for his glasses, “I am sorry for scaring you, Virgil. I thought I made enough noise coming down the hall. My bad. I can tell your wondering why I’m wearing my onesie and the answer is well… I thought I would be alone today. I admit you startled me a bit hearing you come in.”
“It’s fine… Really? You’re not going out with Pat or Ro?”
“It’s Valentine’s Day Virgil do I need to say more?”
“Ah… You’ve got a point there.” He grabbed his snack as he mumbled. Yeah, when it comes to Valentine’s Day Roman and Patton can get…overboard on their romance. Which that reminded him that’s why Logan was alone today, he didn’t like romance, did he? When Logan told him he was Asexual when they first became roommates it didn’t matter to him at all. But oh when Roman found out he looked like he was told Disney was canceled forever. He kept shouting that how could somebody hate romance, how could somebody just be fine with never kissing another, blah blah blah.
Let’s just say… That day they all found out to never piss off Patton. After Patton dragged Roman out for a walk for a bit when they came back Roman apologize profusely. It was a bit hard for him to understand but he promised he would try, that was enough for Logan he guessed.
It was a bit awkward around here when Roman and Patton first started dating with their constant flirting at first. Logan during that time hid away in his room and when they had to pry him out he was constantly uncomfortable they all could tell but they couldn’t get a word out of him to see what’s wrong. That was until Virgil walked in one day to find Logan crying in his pillow mumbling something about being broken and always being alone, unlovable.
It took a while but Virgil finally talked to him about it. That all the constant flirting and the romance was the thing that was making him uncomfortable. He never liked any form of romance at all always being disgusted by it. But being reminded of it all the time made all his insecurities came bubbling up to the surface. And it had made sense to Virgil. He only thought Logan just didn’t want sex, but no he was disgusted by any forms of romantic endeavors which made sense as he always hated romance movies-
“Virgil? You okay?”
“Huh what? Sorry…”
“It’s okay. Why are you getting tissues?”
He glanced down to the box in his hand and quickly made an excuse, “Oh, well I’m about to watch a movie that I’ve heard is sad. Better be prepared right?”
And he could tell Logan didn’t buy into that at all for he raised his eyebrow and looked from the box back to Virgil’s eyes, “Really? Cause I can tell you’re about to cry right now.”
“W-What? No, I’m not-”
“You’ve been acting off all day since you’ve woken up. You’re quieter than normal. Your shoulders are more slouched then normal. I can tell even right now your eyes are glassy.”
Virgil chuckled lightly setting down the box and his snack on the counter, his eyes grew misty again, “Nothing gets by you doesn’t it?”
“It’s about Dolion again isn’t it?”
“Yeah… It’s just…seeing all this stupid romance everywhere is..getting to me…” He wiped his eyes, “But I’m sure you don’t want to listen to it so I’ll get out of your hair and-” He was moving to get out of the kitchen but stopped when a hand grabbed his wrist.
“I may not understand what you’re going through, Virgil. But I would advise being alone at your current mental state as it is unhealthy.”
Virgil looked over his shoulder and smiled faintly if wetly, “What do you suggest then? Oh, master.” Okay, that came out way sharper then he wanted it to.
Logan flinched a bit but still kept his grip on Virgil’s wrist, “Well… I wasn’t doing anything. Well, I was reading but I would imagine you don’t want to read right now so…” He grew silent for a moment to think then looked up again, “We could watch some movies? Or do puzzles if you don’t want to do that? Or-”
“Logan… Movies sound great.”
“O-Oh okay than. I can make popcorn?”
“Yeah… I’ll pick a movie.”
Within the next ten minutes, they were on the couch watching non-romance movies, movies that Patton had up on the shelf in case they wanted a sudden movie night. There was a bowl of popcorn in the middle of them as the sat on opposite sides of the couch. Silence engulfed the room but still, Virgil’s mind won’t relax, though he figured this was better than crying his eyes out right?
There was something he wanted to tell Logan, something that he’s actually been wanted to say for quite some time now even before he broke it off with Dolion but has never had the right time to say it. But he thought maybe now was a good time as ever? He missed the feeling of fingers through his hair. He missed cuddling with somebody in bed. He missed having that feeling of being taken care of and vise versa. He missed the feeling of…being a part of somebody’s life.
But how could he word this? It wasn’t a romantic relationship so he couldn’t just blurt out that he loves him cause that just wasn’t right. But what else could he stay instead? That he loves him platonically? No Logan would take that the wrong way he knows he will-
“Virgil? I can tell you’re anxious what’s wrong?”
Virgil’s eyes looked up to see that Logan was looking at him with concern and the movie was paused. He chewed his lip, certainly, Logan would know about this right? But what if he doesn’t want this? Well, then it’s not like it’s romance right? They would just go on as normal. Huh…
“Lo… Um… Have… Have you ever heard of queerplatonic relationships?”
There was silence and he blinked Logan’s head tilted as he thought for a moment, Virgil could tell he was thinking by the fact his eyes would always drift off for a moment as if he was in his own little world.
“Why yes, I have. I stumbled upon that term a few times when I first discovered Asexuality. Why do you ask?”
“Would… Would you like…to be in one…with me?” He chewed his lip as he waited.
“Hm… I’ve never thought of being in one. I must admit before meeting you I’ve never thought of participating in one, though it is one of the only relationships I can partake in other than the generalized friendship. But if I’m being honest here Virgil I won’t mind trying that out with you.”
His eyes shot wide as a small smile danced on his lips, “Really?”
“Yes. In fact, I always thought of you as a close friend, closer than most friends I’ve had before. And I’ve been meaning to try it out for a while now. At first, I was thinking of asking Patton if he wanted to partake in it but after your recent breakup, I felt like you needed somebody in your life that is going to be there with you. But, I admit, I wasn’t sure if you wanted it since you’ve never seemed interested in it. So yes, Virgil, I would happily be interested in being in a queerplatonic relationship with you.”
Virgil felt the nervous feelings drift away as he took a shaky breath. Just a little he already felt less alone, less like he was drifting in the wind awaiting his anchor that he wasn’t sure if it will ever come. Logan offered one of his rare genuine smiles and Virgil couldn’t resist but to smile back.
“Uh… I… I’m glad you are… But I…”
“You want to cuddle don’t you?”
His cheeks grew red, “I mean… Only if you want to I don’t want to-”
“Virgil it’s fine. I’ve known your touch-starved and since you don’t have anybody else to do it for you I’ll be happy to help. After all,” He smiled a bit more and took the bowl that was blocking them, “Isn’t that what QPR partners do?”
Once again Virgil smiled and chuckled, “You really are quite observant aren’t you?”
Logan shrugged, “I pick up a few things here and there. Come here,” He opened his arms invitationally and Virgil gulped as he slowly and softly picked himself off his seat and itched his way forward. He was still nervous about this, was Logan lying the entire time? Was this just pity? But no when he got closer he could see a faint twinkle in Logan’s eyes, one that he only sees when he’s excited or talking about space. No this was genuine…
He snaked his way into Logan’s chest and shivered as the older male placed his arms around him. Virgil didn’t even notice when he started up the movie again, all he could focus on was the warmth that Logan let off. He really was warm…and comfy… Dare he say it comfier then Patton’s hugs?
Before Virgil knew it his eyes were getting heavier and heavier until he knew he couldn’t seem to keep his eyes open any longer. But still, he tried to fight it. That was until he felt Logan’s fingers play with his hair, scrapping along his scalp and his neck. And that did it, within moments he let the ever kindness of sleep engulf him.
Sure when he wakes up they will need to have a talk about boundaries. Sure they will really need to discuss a lot of things really but for right now they were happy right where they are. And sure they don’t have romantic partners this Valentine’s Day but they didn’t mind that fact one bit.