Roman, do a butterfly kiss with Virgil!!
Roman looked at Virgil. Virgil’s heart was hammering in his chest. “Y-you... don’t have to...” he whispered.
Roman shrugged, heading over and wrapping an arm around his waist, pulling him closer, just to gently brush his eyelashes on his cheek, sending Virgil little tingles in his cheek. He covered his mouth not to smile or giggle at the little sensation, and out of happiness.
When Roman pulled back, he hummed. “That was actually kind of cute.”












