Snacks and Procrastination
Finally done!! I hope you guys like this! Also if I forgot to tag anything please let me know and I will add it. Also if you would like please send me feedback I would love it!
Pairing: LAMP/CALM romanticÂ
Warnings: Anxiety flare up, nothing too detailed; climbing cabinets; comfort; Fluffy, light teasing/flirting
Virgil sighed as he looked up into the cabinet. He loved that the others would do the shopping and get all of his guilty pleasures without him having to make the trip during an anxiety flare up. Among other things who could live without Cheez Itz or Root Beer? He really did love them, but did they really have to put the items they knew he liked on the second and third shelf of the upper cabinets?
A low growl escaped him as he glared up at the box of Cheez Itz that were out of his reach. He wanted them, and he wasnât going to leave the kitchen without them. Should he ask one of the others to get it for him?
Patton? He would just gush about how cute he was not being able to reach it and would most likely grab said item, put it on the counter; and then proceed to crush him, rub his freckle dusted cheek against his purple hair while he hugged him and then he would kiss him repeatedly. Best scenario, Virgil wouldnât be able to get away for several minutes. No, he could already feel the embarrassed smile forming on his face.
Logan? He would get healthier options from the shelves and place them on the counter, all the while he would lecture him on how unhealthy it was to eat a large amount in one sitting, as he knew Virgil would most likely eat a good majority of the box and not just a serving or two. Then he would take down the box and place it on the counter before he would spin Virgil around and pin him against the counter until he would pick a healthier option and promise to eat that instead, or that he would only eat a serving size or two of Cheez Itz and eat the healthier snack if he was still hungry. Sure, he could lie but he was a terrible liar and Logan would probably know. That is, unless he grabbed Loganâs tie and wrapped an arm around the spectacled giantsâ neck, got on his tip-toes and kissed him, which would cause Logan to overload at the forward action coming from Virgil and he could grab the box and make his getaway before Logan could recover. His face started to feel warm as he thought about that scenario.
Roman? Well he wasnât as predictable as Logan or Patton. However, it wouldnât surprise him if Roman called him his damsel in destress in his endearing boisterous voice as he reached for the box. He would call Virgil some charming nickname and pick him bridal style, which he knew Virgil didnât like so he would kiss his jaw repeatedly to keep him from complaining, before he would carry him off and leave his precious snack behind.
He shook his head and ran his hand down his burning face. As much as Virgil would love any of that, any other time, he just wanted to get his salty and cheesy snack and to get back to his The Flash marathon.
Unbeknownst to Virgil, all three of the others stood about ten feet from him hidden by the doorway that led to the bedrooms.Â
âAww heâs so cute!â Patton whispered excitedly as he bounced.
âShh my sweet sugar cookie, we donât want to let him know weâre here.â Roman whispered as he placed his hands on Pattonâs shoulders to try to calm his movements while he watched their adorably short emo glare up into the cabinet. It never failed to make a part of him melt when the purple fringe moved just enough to be able to see his cognac eyes that were only enhanced by his eyeshadow.
The look of determination in those eyes was unmistakable even at this distance. He knew Virgil would do just about anything for his snacks. Thereâs my loveable and confident, Panic at the everywhere! He thought with a smile. He knew that if Virgil could get the box without asking for help it would give him a major ego boost which, according to Patton, he needed at the moment. That and Roman found it incredibly adorable when he watched Virgil climb to reach things whether it was in the house or, on the rare occasion, when Virgil was able to make the trip with them to the grocery store.
âI have to say Ro, putting the Cheez Itz on the third shelf is one of your best ideas yet for such circumstance.â Logan said quietly as he reached to adjust his glasses. Roman grinned as warmth bubbled in his chest at both the praise and the sight of the three people he adored most each looking captivating in their own way.
âLook, look!â Patton said in a hushed voice and grabbed one of Romanâs hands as he pointed towards Virgil in excitement. Roman quickly glanced down and took Patâs hand into his own before he turned his attention toward Virgil.Â
Virgil attempted to get the box from the shelf. He put one hand on the cool granite counter and pushed up onto his tiptoes. He took a deep breath, pressed his stomach against the counter and pushed against it as hard as he could and reached up. His fingertips barely brushed the wood of the second shelf, no-where near his prize. With a few choice words he backed down and huffed.
He had a way to get the precious box. Virgil placed his hand on the smooth metal of the lower cabinet hardware, swiftly opened the door, and flinched as the hinges gave a high screech at the movement. Note to self, oil all the cabinets or replace squeaky hinges Virgil thought sourly as he glanced towards the door and cut-out that faced the living room and didnât hear anything that would indicate any of the other three would break from their movie to see what he might be up to. Hopefully they have Mulan turned up loud enough where they didnât hear that He thought as he held his breath for a brief second.
Once he was satisfied none of the others would come into the kitchen he released his breath and carefully used his sock covered foot to push against the flour and sugar containers until he had just enough space to get a foot hold. With almost cat-like precision he placed both hands on the counter and swung his leg up, he used that momentum to push up and brought the other leg up to sit on his knees. Those aerial yoga classes with Patton sure paid off he thought with a grin as he thought back to his previous, unsuccessful and even painful, attempts at getting on the counters without using a chair. Sometimes he really disliked living with tall people. With the house initially belonging to Logan, the tallest at almost 6â7, he had special cabinets built so the countertop was nearly five inches taller than in a normal house.
Now finally face to face with his prize, he reached into the cabinet and pulled out the box of Cheez its as a sense of pride filled his chest at the small victory. With practiced ease Virgil popped the top of the previously unopened box. He took his time with the plastic refusing to let history to repeat itself as he had ripped a bag in the past and had the orange squares go everywhere, he shuddered at the thought. Not wanting to wait any longer he reached into the box. Lucky! I got a double! Virgil thought as he pulled out 2 squares that were still stuck together. He popped them in his mouth and relaxed at the salty taste as he ran his tongue over them.
As he chewed, the crunch temporarily prevented him from hearing the footsteps coming towards him. He reached into the bag to grab another salty and cheesy square when he heard his only warning.
When the cabinet door gave the loud shrill the three immediately hid, or rather Logan and Roman hid. Patton felt one of Romanâs strong arms wrap under his left arm and hold onto his right shoulder as he was pulled behind the wall. At the sudden movement he closed his eyes and his arms immediately flew up to grab onto Romanâs sturdy forearm.
Once they had stopped moving Patton peaked open one eye and noticed Romanâs other arm braced against the wall and the warmth from his broad, solid, chest against his back. Has Roman been working out more? I donât remember his chest feeling so ⊠Oh no stop it Patton! Focus! Have to make sure Virgil doesnât accidently hurt himself Patton thought as he shook his head and heat quickly made its way across his face.
At the grinding sound Patton figured Virgil was back at trying to get the Cheez itz from the shelf. Iâll have to scold Roman about being mean by putting Virgilâs go to snack so high later Patton thought as he pulled against Romanâs grip. Roman didnât let go but his grip shifted from his shoulder to his hip which allowed Patton to see around the door way.
It took him less than a second to figure out what Virgil was doing. The lack of a chair made it frightfully obvious to him as he had seen the many bumps and bruises Virgil once begrudgingly admitted came from the same action. Patton tried to stop the involuntary gasp, unsuccessfully, by quickly covering his mouth with his hands. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Logan move rather quickly so he could observe Virgil. He could also feel Roman shift a little quicker than he probably otherwise would have at his reaction.
They all watched as Virgil jumped onto the counter with apparent ease and fluidity. Patton quirked an eyebrow and tilted his head When did Virgil become so flexible? He told me those nasty bruises came from trying to climb the counter before so how? He thought before realization dawned on him like a ton of bricks. Oh! his face relaxed and he smiled No wonder he didnât mind going to aerial yoga every other week with me he thought as he couldnât hold in his excitement in any longer, without thinking, a squeal escaped him as he made a bee line towards his bewitchingly small fruit bat.
A squeal, that could only come from Patton, caused Virgil to freeze, with his hand still in the bag, and his back to go straighter than a board. Oh no Iâve been spotted Virgil thought as arms wrapped around his waist. He turned his head when he felt a light pressure on his upper arm. Upon seeing the dirty blond hair he quickly relaxed into the familiar grip of Patton. He quickly became aware of the familiar smell of brown sugar and vanilla once he laid his cheek against the soft hair that could put goose down to shame. This must be why Patton likes doing this all the time He thought, snack momentarily forgotten.
âAh if it isnât Half Past Dead. Finally come out of your cave I see.â Roman said, voice sounding particularly regal, which caused Virgilâs head shoot up and look towards the other doorway. There stood Roman and Logan, he could feel his face contort with his confusion. Why are they over there? I can still hear Mulan in the living room. Virgil gave a half-hearted huff and laid his cheek against Pattonâs hair once again, who simply nuzzled against his hoodie covered arm.
âI wanted Cheez Itz but someone put them on the third shelf.â Virgil replied as he let himself get lost once again in the soothing Vanilla and comforting pressure around his waist.Â
Logan watched, partly in amusement, as Patton broke free of Romanâs grip and all but tackled Virgil where he was on the counter. He followed Roman, who lead with a quip which would most likely lead to some banter between the two.
When Virgil responded to Roman, Logan couldnât help the smirk that made its way to his face âThat would be Princey, he was the one who unpacked the snack foods.â Logan said as he glanced down at Roman who had a look of surprise on his face at being snitched on.
He chuckled when Roman looked between him and Virgil and made familiar flustered noises, or as Virgil coined them offended Princey noises. âYeah, I figured.â Virgil said, voice slightly deeper, as Patton finally let go but kept a hand on Virgilâs thigh.
âI-I did no such thing!â Roman pouted.
âFalsehood.â Logan said, a lilt to his tone to show his amusement and that he meant it in an unaccusatory fashion. It had the desired effect on Virgil thankfully he thought as he walked over to Roman who still had the adorable pout on his face. He leaned down ever so slightly âLook at his face.â He whispered into Roâs ear as he stood behind him and draped his arms over his shoulders.
Roman let out a low hum as Logan straightened up and placed his chin on top of his head. âHe does look far less stressed than he did before we went shopping this morning.â Â He said as he leaned back against Logan.
The two watched as Virgil turned so that he was facing them instead of the cabinet, with the constant fuss of Patton who feared he could fall off the counter. Â âI wish we had a way to prevent bad days for him.â Roman said in a soft voice, not taking his eyes of Vigil and Patton who where play fighting over the box.
âYou know a main source of his anxiety is his work, which despite the bad days, he loves almost more than us and to ask him to quit is not an option Ro.â Logan said as he kissed his cheek before he buried his nose in Romanâs wavy, red streaked, short honey blonde hair desperate to hide the involuntary snort at the unfolding event in front of them. Patton actually succeeded in taking the box from Virgil and demanded a kiss as payment for the box. Virgil leaned down but shot right back up and looked right at them.
âHey Lo? Can you come over here?â Virgil asked.
He pulled away from Roman in slight confusion and made the short walk over to the counter Virgil was perched on. It hit him as soon as he was there, and a smirk made its way to Virgilâs face. The way he was on the counter, Virgil was taller than even himself. Hmm, interesting he thought as he gently ran his fingers through Pattonâs hair and applied enough pressure to just be able to barely move his head, Pat quickly caught on and giggled as he turned and ran to Roman and jumped in his arms to kiss him.
Logan stood in front of Virgil and placed both hands on the counter on either side of him. âWhat can I do for you my talented pumpkin king?â He asked slyly as he effortlessly got on his tiptoes to be eye to eye with him. The question had a better effect than he could have even predicted. The smirk fell from Virgilâs face and the blush that engulfed it, he practically glowed.
He blinked rapidly trying to process what just happened, he was speechless. He hadnât expected that to come from Loganâs mouth, Roman probably, even Patton maybe but definitely not Logan. He especially didnât expect Logan would follow that up with leaning against the counter and cupping his face before kissing him. With his senses overwhelmed with coffee and cinnamon, he didnât realize that Roman and Patton also made their way over to the counter.
Logan still hadnât broken the kiss when sturdy arms wrapped around his waist and he was pulled off the counter, away from Logan, and held princess style in Romanâs arms.
âWha-â He couldnât even finish when he was stop by another kiss, this time Roman. This time it was citrus and the aged wood smell of the theatre, which permeated all of his clothes, but it wasnât a bad thing as he secretly loved it.
When Roman finally pulled away, it left his head spinning. To embarrassed to say anything he buried his face into Romanâs neck while he just laughed, that annoyingly charming and heart-melting laugh. He was vaguely aware of footsteps before Roman nuzzled the top of his head.
âAw come now my little thundercloud you know I get jealous easily.â Roman said in a playful tone. It was true Roman did get jealous if he walked in and the three of them were in a cuddle puddle and he had been accidently left out. Virgil simply lifted his head and gave a feeble glare, which only resulted in Roman laughing again.
Roman had already started making his way out of the kitchen when Virgil realized he didnât have his Cheez Itz, and there was no way Roman had them because he could feel both of his hands and they most certainly didnât hold a box.
âRo, I worked so hard for that snack.â He whined as he was carried into the living room. He let his head fall backwards so he was limp in Romanâs arms, he knew was being dramatic, but the situation called for it. As he hung upside down he noticed that the movie was no longer playing and all the, as Patton called them, cuddle puddle pillows were laid out on the living room floor.
âWhatâs going on?â He asked as he raised his head and Roman put him down on in the middle of the various pillows. When he got no answer, he looked around and saw Logan changing Netflix from Mulan over to The Flash and Roman had disappeared.
Patton soon appeared with blankets, he walked over to Logan to give him a kiss, before he dropped all the blankets flopped down next to him with a giggle. âIsnât it obvious? Work has had you a bit stressed lately Virge.â He said as he adjusted himself next to Virgil. âWe know its important to you and the reward you get from it is beyond anything imaginable.â He was once again speechless, Pat noticed even the smallest changes in any of them it was phenomenal.
His mouth opened and shut as he tried to think of anything to say, anything to express how he felt. It didnât matter though; his scattered thoughts were interrupted. âMy turn.â Patton said gleefully as he kissed him. Anything his mind might have come up with, gone, his mind went totally blank as he relaxed into the kiss. Pattonâs kisses were always gentler, softer, than Loganâs or Romanâs but they all had the same undertone. That undertone never failed to quiet any fears, any insecurities that plagued him during his work.
As Patton pulled away a box suddenly appeared in his lap. He looked up to see Roman and Logan towering about them, the former, with a grin on his face had a bunch of other snacks, while the latter had drinks including of Root beer in his hand which he handed to Virgil. At his confused, non-verbal inquiry, Logan explained as he and Roman settled into the pillows. âYou were being pushed to far on the Yerkes-Dodson curve, it was impeding your emotional state, and eventually it wouldâve affected your work which would have just worsened the situation.â
âWhat he means is, we noticed you were having a bad day and you tend to procrastinate on your work when that happens. We love you and knew if we spent some much-deserved cuddle time together it would help.â Roman said as he scooted up to Virgilâs other side and began to toss one of the many blankets over them.
âIsnât that what I said?â Logan asked as he began the pilot episode. Virgil chuckled snuggled into the cuddle puddle. It was perfect, the three people he couldnât function properly without, his favorite show, and his preferred choice of snack. He loved it when Logan pointed out any inconsistencies, when Roman gushed of the dramatic flair, when Patton make adorable noises at something happening in the show. He could stay here forever. Â
 @sandersfander1820 @teacupfulofstarshine @myjamofchoiceis-crofters @not-so-innocent-bi-sander @j-d-lightful @princeanxious @could-always-be-gayer-2 @altruistic-skittles @sylveon-lover-crazyfangirl1415
