For a ficlet prompt could you do a poly ship between remus, deceit, patton, and virgil doing some domestic fluff?
(Yes! Oh i do love this ship. It's good, too many possible shipnames tho (as shown in my reference list), I'll just pick my fave for the title and then tag them all. Using Dee for Deceit as this is a human au)
GENERAL TAGLIST: @quillfics42 @ajdraws0430 @phantomofthesanderssides @creativity-killed-thekitten @phlying-squirrel @sly-is-my-name-loving-is-my-game @because-were-fam-ily @imtryingthisout @a-creepycookie @emo-disaster @littlestr @spooky-scary-virgil @fuyel @mimsidoodles @soupgremlin @aroaceagenderfluid @birdsbookshiddeninrealbirdsskin @quirkalurk @gingers-trashy-stuff
Patton yawned as he padded into the kitchen, immediately heading towards the coffee machine and switching it on. He then turned and started gathering the ingrediants and appliances necessary to make a batch of pancakes, humming quietly to himself as he moved around the kitchen.
Today was Sunday - the day of pancakes or waffles of whatever Patton's heart desired. It was a tradition he loved, especially as his boyfriends seemed to enjoy it, too.
Patton flipped a pancake, stepping from side to side in time with the tune he was mumbling. He was so engulfed in the pancakes he was making, lost in thought, that he didn't notice when Dee entered the room, until there was a hand on the small of his back and a chin on his shoulder.
"Morning, Dee," Patton greeted cheerfully. "Did you sleep well?"
Dee hummed in response, neither a yes nor a no, using his free hand to grab the mug of coffee Patton had made him, pulling away just enough to sip his coffee without spilling it.
"Are V and Remus still sleeping?" Patton continued.
"Remus is awake," Dee clarified. "But Virgil's clinging onto him, and he doesn't want to wake him up."
"Aww!" Patton cooed. "Did you get a pic?"
Dee snorted. "Of course. I already made it my phone background."
Patton laughed. "Could you send it to me?"
Dee moved to sit at their small, circular kitchen table. Patton had already laid out the newspaper for him, and he began to flip through it, commenting on the parts that evoked the most annoyance.
By the time that Virgil walked in and joined them, the pancakes were almost done, the table having just been laid by Dee. He immediately headed towards the coffee maker, ruffling Dee's hair as he passed him.
Dee leant into the touch, which made Virgil smile, but when he realised what he was doing he moved back and pulled a face, reaching up to neaten his hair and mumbling about needing his hat. Virgil laughed, switching on the coffee machine and then leaning over to quickly kiss Patton's cheek.
"Where's Remus?" Dee asked, closing his newspaper.
"Bathroom," Virgil answered, making two cups of coffee - one in a purple mug and one in a green one - as Patton finished up the last pancake, sliding it onto the plate and then bringing it to the table.
Patton straightened up, heading over to the fridge and grabbing the orange juice, but before he could pour himself a glass, Remus bounced into the kitchen. He immediately messed up Dee's hair again - evoking a scowl from his boyfriend - pressing a messy kiss to Virgil's cheek at the same time. Then, his hands landed on Patton, twirling him around, dipping him and kissing him.
"Remus!" Patton giggled, when he pulled away. "I almost spilled the orange juice."
"Sorry," Remus grinned, not sorry in the slightest, straightening up and helping Patton regain his balance. He looked around, finally spotting the food on the table. "Ooh, look, pancakes! I'm gonna have ketchup with mine."
Virgil's nose wrinkled. "Gross."
