(Onthevirge) (hello friend!!) Virgil crossed his arms as he stood behind his case worker as she knocked on the door of his new foster placement. He had just been removed from his last placement for fighting, evident by the split lip and cut across his nose. Not to mention the red mark on is cheekbone that would end up as a spectacular bruise in a day or two. The teen was trying to act all tough and unbothered but he did hide a bit behind his worker when the door actually opened.
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Patton smiled as he saw the caseworker and teen outside. "Hi. Sorry for the wait, Aura, you know my house is always a bit of a mess." He says, his voice gentle and caring. "You two can come on in, I was just getting some cocoa and cookies prepped since the weather's atrocious. You two can go down into the living area, the fireplace should be nice and warm for you." He smiles, before going back into his kitchen for the moment.
Roman kicks his feet excitedly.
Patton comes into the kitchen, blinking at the chair contraption. He then sighs, taking it apart before calling over to the table. "Sorry for being late, you two. I know you like your juice first thing when you get up." He then smiles at the three of them. "You two treating Virgil nice?"
Roman nods. "Mhm! Got us juice!"
"That's nice of him."
Roman nods again, going back to his drawings.
Remus immediately gets up and runs to Patton, hugging his leg and nodding to his question. "Hes so tall! He reached the cups on the counter from the fridge and didn't make me move!" He says excitedly, hoping Patton would be more enthusiastic about it than Roman was.
Virgil looks up at Patton and smiles slightly "I hope it's o-okay I got their juice for t-them."
Patton smiles at Virgil, nodding before he swoops up Remus into his arms. "He is pretty tall, huh? Did you two thank him for getting your juice?"
Roman nods, still drawing.
Remus wraps his arms around Pattons neck to hug him once he was picked up, thinking for a bit before sheepishly whispering in Pattons ear "I think we forgot to say thank you."
Virgil nods and starts messing with the scab on his lip as he zoned out alittle.
Patton huffs softly, turning Remus to Virgil. "Well?"
Roman looks up. "Thank you..." He then goes back to drawing.
"Thank you!" Remus says to Virgil happily before going back to just clinging to Patton.
Virgil just nods "you're welcome..." he mumbles, seeming to just respond on autopilot as he keeps zoning out.
Patton holds Remus upside down. "What's for breakfast, boys?"
Roman perks up. "Eggs 'nd bacon? And waffles?"
Remus squeals and holds onto Pattons shirt so he doesn't fall "yeah! And chocolate chips in the waffles!"
Virgil doesn't respond
Patton nods, setting Remus down. "Virgil? Would you wanna help in the kitchen for a bit? If not, you can also go rest if you're not feeling well; I'll bring food up for you, okay?"
Roman looks to Virgil, gently rolling a red crayon at the other's hand so it would gently bump him.
Remus just clings onto Pattons leg again once he's on the ground.
Virgil doesn't seem to hear Patton but does react to the crayon bumping his land, looking down at it with a confused expression before looking at Roman "t-thanks." He mumbles and rolls the crayon back to him before looking up at Patton "I can h-help cook." He says as he stands up and shakes his head slightly to clear it.
Roman smiles softly, and it seems oddly gentle from the boy before he goes back to drawing.
Patton smiles, gently detangling Remus from his leg. "Did you take your meds, octopus?" He asks, kneeling down beside Remus with the gentlest voice.
Remus whines quietly when he is detangled, flapping his hand slightly and shaking his head to the question. He wraps his arms around Pattons neck to hug him when he kneels infront of him.
Virgil smiles back at Roman slightly before going towards the kitchen
Patton smiles, gently holding Remus. "You know your meds make you feel calmer, remember? Make it all easier to think. And the doctor said if you wanted to take the medicine you'd have to stick to it. Even on bad days."
Remus grumbles about it but nods along, laying his head on Pattons shoulder for a moment before tapping his shoulder to let him know he was done with the hug so he could go run and get his meds.
Patton sets him down, then heads into the kitchen to help Virgil with breakfast.
Remus goes and takes his meds before going and sitting next to Roman.
Virgil was just waiting in the kitchen, zoning out again as he picked at his lip.
Patton goes, and puts on some quiet music on the radio before starting food. He doesn't pressure Virgil to help at all, humming and enjoying the early morning quiet.
Roman looks to Remus. "I saw the shadow momma on Lo's bed this morning... she wanted to get me, but I closed the door so she couldn't get out."
Virgil jolts slightly when he hears the music. Moving closer to Patton "W-what do you want me to do?" He asks, not sounding fully there.
Remus frowns and shakes his head "should we tell Papa?"
He smiles softly. "Whatever you feel comfortable with, honestly. I can do most of this on my own, but if you feel comfortable and want to help out, let me know what you feel safe cooking."
He shakes his head. "gonna tell miss april after school. 'nd maybe dad tonight..."
"I can cook eggs, b-bacon, or waffles so w-whichever you want I'm fine with m-making." Virgil says, shaking his head again to try and clear it.
Remus nods "okay." He drinks some of his juice and starts swinging his legs.
"I should say, if you don't feel comfortable cooking right now, that's okay too..."
Roman hums softly to the music, drawing more.
"I can c-cook, I said I'd h-help." Virgil says and nervously rubs his fist against his sternum.
"Do you want to? Or do you feel like you have to?" He asks, voice just as gentle as with the boys.
Virgil hesitates before shrugging slightly, still rubbing his sternum "I d-don't know...I can make the w-waffle batter at least."
He thinks, before nodding. "Alright. But if you need to stop at any point, let me know and then you're free to go. You're never required to work to stay here, though. And I'd rather you not push yourself if you don't need to."
Virgil nods "o-okay." He agrees before getting what he needed to make the batter.
