Roman walks into Virgil's room, seeing him sitting on the floor with faint tear stains.
The creative side sits next to Virgil, letting the anxious side play with his sleeve.
"Did you sleep?"
"Nope."
"Panic attack?"
"Yep."
"Is this calming you?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'll help you sleep later," Roman smiles lightly.
"Thanks."
"Love you," Roman kisses Virgil's cheek.
"Love you too," Virgil gives a small smile.
•Short and cute; how was this?•
