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Summary: Virgil, Roman, Logan, and Patton donât know each other. They all just happen to be staying at the same hotel, none of them too happy with their situation. They all end up at the pool together and though tensions are high at first, it turns out that being able to open up to three complete strangers is just what they need, complete with a splash fight.Â
A/N: This was a really random idea I had, and honestly Iâm pretty happy with how it turned out. Hope you enjoy!Â
Paring: Platonic LAMP
Warnings: Cursing, anxiety, fighting, mentions of a house fire (let me know if i missed any)Â
Virgil sighed as he looked up at the hotel. It was as big as his father had made it out to be, as if that made up for the fact that he was dragging Virgil along on this stupid business trip. Something about âfather-son bondingâ but Virgil knew that it would only lead to him sitting alone in the hotel room while his father was on some other floor conversing with other businesspeople talking about business things (admittedly, Virgil wasnât sure what happened on business trips, or what it was his father did exactly).
âVirgil, come on, weâre running late,â his father said, putting a hand on the back of his neck and leading him into the hotel.
âRunning lateâ in his dadâs world meant that he was late for being an hour early, so Virgil wasnât in much of a rush. He managed to shake off his fatherâs hand and stop to take in his surroundings. Not even seeming to notice Virgil being gone, his father just walked straight to the front desk.
The lobby was big, with sections of couches bundled together, a few TVs around, all of them playing something different. There were big doors leading into what looked like a ballroom, and there were people spilling in and out, all of them dressed to their best.
In fact, everyone in the lobby was dressed up. Either in flashy suits like his father or pencil skirt dresses. Virgil was probably the most causally dressed person in the entire hotel. There were a few guests (mostly women) who looked to be dressed in gowns.
âOkay, room five sixty-four, floor five,â his fatherâs voice cut through Virgilâs thoughts. âHereâs your key.â
Virgil takes it and slides it into his hoodie pocket. âLooks like thereâs more than one event going on,â he said, nodding to the group of women who, he realized, were all wearing the same kind of dress.
âSome wedding. Donât interrupt it,â his father warned. âJust stay in the room. Go to the pool if you want. Look, I gotta go. Order room service for diner, Iâll be back late.â
âYeah, okay.â
âDo me a favor and take my suit case up there too, I wonât need it until later.â
âBut I canât carry mine and yoursââ
âIâll see you later Virgil.â
His father patted his shoulder before walking back towards the front doors, leaving Virgil to find the elevators.
âUgh, Mom, would you stop! My hair looks fine, trust me. I wouldnât have left my room if it didnât.â
âRoman, Iâm just trying to make sure you make a good first impression on Serinaâs family! After all theyâre going to be a part of ours soon.â
Roman rolled his eyes, but ducked away from his motherâs grasp. âHonestly, I think I spent more time on mine than you did on yours. Itâs fine.â
The past six months had been hell. Ever since Romanâs brother and his then girlfriend Serina announced their engagement, it was like Romanâs life became wedding central. All he ever heard about was the weddingâthe flowers, the cake, the dresses, the tuxes, the freaking stationaryâso he was more than ready to be done with the whole thing.
He couldnât say that he was surprised though. His family was full of control freaks and perfectionist. Everything had to be just the right way. That was why Roman was downright insulted with his mother still trying to fix his hair.
âHey, I think Iâm going to go help with the flowers!â Roman said. Anything to get him away from his anxious ridden mother. He was convinced she was more nervous than his brother.
He ducked out of the room before she could respond, double checking that he had his keycard before letting the door fall shut. Once he was in the silence of the hall, he let out a breath, enjoying it while it lasted. After a moment, he pushed himself off the wall to go to the elevators. Better to do when he said he was going to rather than risk the wrath of his mother.
As he got off the elevator, he bumped into a boy who had his head down. âHey, watch where youâre going!â Roman snapped before he could stop himself.
The boy looked up, a sharp glare on his face. âFuck off,â he growled before entering the elevator and hitting the âcloseâ button.
Roman rolled his eyes and went to find the florist.
âLogan, honey, will you be a dear and grab some bags?â
Logan did his best to drown out the screaming and giggling as he grabbed one of six mini suit cases, all of them a different shade of pink or purple. He couldnât believe heâd allowed himself to be talked into coming on this trip. The last thing he wanted to do on his only two days off school was help babysit his little sister and her friends. Sure, it was for her birthday, but that had nothing to do with him. Heâd already given her the present heâd gotten her and attended the mandatory family dinner. This little surprise trip for her and her friends wasâŠunnecessary for him to attend.
âLook at how bit it is!â Angel exclaimed, jumping up and down excitedly. âLogy, Logy, look! Itâs taller than our entire house!â
âYes, hotels are usually much bigger, since they have to house a lot of people,â Logan said, grabbing a few more bags and loading them onto a trolley.
Angel grinned, and she and her friends started talking about how exciting this was. Logan shook his head as he unloaded the las bag. His mother wrapped an arm around his shoulder.
âYouâre a good brother for doing this,â she says.
âMore like I canât resist her puppy dog eyes,â Logan mutters.
His mother laughs. âThat too. Come on, Letâs herd these girls inside. They said thereâs a wedding going on tonight, so we should get them to the lobby as fast as possible. Go ahead and take the bags up.â She hands him a key card.
âAlright,â Logan says, pushing the cart inside and towards the elevators. The lobby was indeed crowded with wedding guests, all dressed in their funerary. He spotted one boyâa groomsmen, Logan assumed, since he was wearing an identical suit to a few other men hanging aroundâwas attempting to carry a huge case of red roses, though he seemed to mostly be trying to get through the crowd.
Logan returned his focus to the elevators again and managed to make it to them without any of the bags falling, which he counted as a victory.
By the time he got on the floor the room was on, heâd already decided that he wanted to go home. There were too many loud wedding guests, most of whom seemed to already be drunk. Not to mention the too small elevators he had to wait an eternity for. Then when he finally got to the room, he couldnât keep the door open and get the trolley in at the same time.
âDo you need some help?â a voice from behind the pile of bags asked.
âJust push the trolley in while I hold the door,â Logan responded, forgoing any kind of caution he had about a stranger he couldnât even see offering help. He just wanted the damned bags inside.
The stranger did as Logan asked, and once the trolley was inside, Logan turned to see who the stranger was.
A boy, maybe Loganâs age, was smiling at him. He had on a light blue t-shirt and jeans with messy brown hair. He also had glasses that were not unlike Loganâs own. Behind him stood a boy with purple dyed hair and a purple and black patched jacket. He had his hands in his pocket and his eyes on the floor.
âThank you,â Logan said.
âNo problem!â the blue shirt boy said. âEnjoy your stay! The rooms are really nice.â
Logan crossed his arms, a mere habit more than anything else. âDo you work here?â
âHuh? Oh, no, just been staying here a while.â The boy smiled and turned towards his friend. âCome on, letâs get you on the right floor.â He looked at Logan and waved. âBye!â
The two boys walked away, both of them wheeling a suit case. Logan shook his head slightly and shut the door. At least there was one nice person in the hotel.
Sighing, Logan left the bags on the trolley and flopped down on one of the bed, enjoying the silence while he could.
Patton hummed to himself as he slung his towel around his shoulders. âIâm off to the pool Mom!â
âAlright sweetie, have fun!â his mom called from the bed.
Patton patted Charlieâhis cute little Charles Spaniel puppyâon the head before grabbing his key card and leaving, stilling humming under his breath as he made his way to the elevators.
At this time of night, there was no one down at the pool. Usually, anyway. Still, though, Patton liked to go down there to just enjoy the night, even if there were one or two people there. he never minded other guests anyway.
When he got to the pool, though, he could tell that it wouldnât be a usual evening. At least, not with the two arguing boys and another boy sitting as far away from the other two as possible, headphones over his ears.
For a moment, Patton hovered by the gate, wondering if he should just go back to his room. Then he saw the boy with the headphones curl into a tight ball and he found himself moving before he could even think about it.
Gently, Patton put his hand on the boyâs shoulder. The boy jumped and looked up at him. Almost immediately there was a spark of recognition in his eyes. Patton only smiled. âIs it okay if I sit next to you?â He asked, motioning to the spot next to him on the lounge chair.
Slowly, the boy nodded. Patton sat down, giving him a gentle smile. After a few moments, the boy removed one headphone.
âArenât you the boy who helped me find my room?â he asked, his voice small and soft.
Patton nodded. âI thought you were the same person.â Earlier, Patton had found this boy wondering around his hall, looking for his room. Heâd been struggling with carrying two suit cases and had looked about ready to scream. Itâd turned out heâd been on the wrong floor, so Patton had shown him the right place to look, along with helping him with the bags.
âThanks for that,â the boy said, clearly trying to distract himself, âI donât think I ever told you.â
âNo worries kiddo,â Patton said. âSo, uh, how long have those two been at it?â
The boy shook his head. âI donât know but itâsâŠâ he shook his head again. Patton could see that his eyes were wide, and he seemed to be trying to keep himself from shaking. Clearly, the fighting wasnât something he liked being around.
âWhy donât you go back up to your room?â Patton asked.
âBeing alone is worse,â he said, his words almost inaudible.
Patton blinked. It was nearly midnight. Was this boys parent(s) not back yet? Why would they leave him in such a big place alone?
Patton nodded and stood. âWait here,â he said to the boy, then walked over to the arguing ones. âHey, whatâs the problem here?â
âItâs none of your concern,â one of them said. Patton frowned for a moment before he realized that this was another boy heâd helped earlier, the one who had the same kind of glasses as him.
âWell, youâre kind of disturbing the others here, so maybe we can either keep it down or, even better! Settle whatever it is you two are arguing about?â Patton said, hoping that the boys would at least consider the other people at the pool. Even if those âother peopleâ was just himself and the headphone boy.
âDonât look at me, he started it,â glasses boy says, crossing his arms.
âYouâre the one who had to comment on my tie!â the other boy said. He was dressedârather disheveldlyâin a suit. Patton assumed he was one of the wedding guests. It seemed that the reception was still going on, if the noise from the ballroom was anything to go by.
âAll I said was that it was crooked!â glasses boy said.
âOkay, okay,â Patton said, holding up his hands. âMaybe go to your separate corners. Or better yet, why donât you just take the tie off, that way it canât bother anyone?â
Suit boy sighed, but he did as Patton had suggested.
âGood, now why donât we all just enjoy our pool time huh? Iâm Patton! What are your names?â
Glasses boy looked over at him. âDidnât you help me earlier?â
âYeah!â Patton said with a smile.
He sighed and stuck out his hand. âLogan.â
Patton shook his hand then looked at suit boy.
âRoman,â He muttered, rubbing his head. Patton frowned.
âAre you okay?â he asked.
âWhy do you care?â Roman snapped.
Patton blinked, surprised by the tone. âWell you seem to be upset about something so I justâŠâ
âMaybe itâs none of your business!â
âHey! Donât talk to him like that!â Headphones boy said, storming over.
Roman looked at him with a glare which only got worse once he saw the boyâs face. âYou! You were in the lobby earlier. The one who couldnât be bothered to watch where he was going.â
âWell youâre just as charming as you were then,â the boy said, matching Romanâs glare.
Patton shook his head and got between the boys. âEveryone calm down! Look, I donât know whatâs got you all so heated, but everyone just needs to go to separate parts of the pool to calm down.â He looked at both of them with a small glare of his own. âGo,â he said.
Surprisingly, they did. Roman huffed and marched over to one side of the pool, and the other boy to the opposite side. Patton sighed and looked at Logan, who had taken a step back with headphone boy had walked over.
âPerhaps this will not be as calm an evening as Iâd hoped,â Logan muttered.
âOh, well, it can be. I think everyone just needs some time to calm down,â Patton said.
Logan looked from Roman to the other boy. âPerhaps you are correct.â Then he walked over to headphone boy and sat across from him. It didnât seem like they were talking, just sitting.
Taking his lead, Patton walked over to Roman. He stood there awkwardly for a moment, not really sure what to do. Romanâs back was to him and he seemed to be breathing heavily. âYou know,â Patton said, âmaybe dipping our feet in the water will help with cooling off? Itâs such a pretty night, itâd be a shame to be angry the whole time.â
Roman glanced back at him, then sighed. âMaybe,â he muttered.
Patton smiled. âYou should probably leave those shoes here, though, they look expensive.â
To his surprise, Roman let out a small laugh and took his shoes off, then his socks. He and Patton walked over to the shallow end of the pool and sat on the edge, Romanâs pants rolled up to his thighs. They didnât talk, just sat next to each other, letting their legs float a little.
Roman closed his eyes and sighed, leaning back and tilting his head up.
For a while, the pool was completely silent. The only thing that could be heard was the fait music from the wedding reception and the slap of water against the side of the pool.
Eventually, there was a small splash across from them. Patton looked up and saw that Logan and headphone boy had joined them. still, though, no one said anything.
After a moment, Patton cleared his throat. âI never got your name,â he said to headphone boy.
âitâs uhâŠâ he looked a little shy. âVirgil.â
âVirgil,â Patton tried out the name. âI like it. VeryâŠdark ages.â
Virgil smirked at that and ducked his head, which only made Patton smile bigger.
âIs the pool always this empty?â Logan asked, filling the silence before it could grow again.
âThis late, yeah,â Patton said. âMost people have turned in for the night.â
âYou know this becauseâŠ?â
Patton feels himself blush and he looks down. âI told you, Iâve been here a while.â Patton starts picking at his nails. âMy uhâŠthere was a fire, and my house burned down. So, weâve been staying here. My mom knows the owner and theyâre letting us stay until we can get a new house.â
âWow, Iâm sorry to hear that,â Roman said, speaking for the first time since they sat down.
Patton shrugs. âItâs not so bad. Our puppy, Charlie, made it out, and none of us were hurt too badly, so thatâs whatâs important. Besides, itâs interesting staying here. Thereâs always new people around,â Patton said with a smile at all of them.
âStill,â Virgil said, âit canât be easy.â
Patton smiles and looks up at the sky, even though there was little to see with all the lights in the way. âI didnât say it was easy, just interesting.â He stretched and looked around at the others. âSo, what brings you three here?â
Logan groaned and rolled his eyes. âMy little sisterâs birthday presentâŠher and her friends get to have a slumber party here. My mom dragged me with her so she didnât have to deal with all of them on her own.â
âNo wonder you want to hide down here,â Virgil said, shaking his head before looking back at Patton. âMy aunt thought itâd be a good idea to come with my dad on his business trip.â
He didnât give more detail than that, but considering he was at the pool and not with his father said enough.
âAnd Roman I assume youâre here for the wedding that happened?â Patton asked.
âYeah,â Roman sighed. âUnfortunately.â
âWhy unfortunately?â Logan asked.
Roman shook his head. âIt was my brother getting married and justâŠ.ugh! the past six months have been all about this stupid wedding. Itâs all I could hear about! No one cared when I made the lead in the musical or got a boyfriend or got my heart broken by said boyfriend.â His voice was shaking by the time he was done, and the other boys were staring at him, surprised by his outburst.
Patton scooted closer to him and put a hand on his back. âIâm sorryâŠyour family shouldnât ignore you just because of your brother getting married. Congratulations on the lead, though.â
Romanâs shoulders slumped, and he shot Patton a small yet grateful smile. âThanksâŠsorry for the bit of tmi.â
âNo worries,â Patton said with a smile. âItâs good to rant sometimes, you know? Gets frustration out.â
Roman nodded and took a deep breath. He looked across the pool at Virgil and Logan for the first time. âIâm sorry for snapping at you two. I guess Iâve just been on edge from all of this.â
âEh itâs alright,â Virgil said, leaning back on his hands. âI think we were all holding in some pent-up frustration.â
âThatâs an understatement,â Logan said. Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â
âYeah I just kinda want to forget about it for a while,â Roman said.
Patton smiled, glad to feel the atmosphere shift from tense to relaxed. He got up and then jumped into the pool, effectively splashing them all with water.
âHey!â Roman exclaimed when Patton resurfaced. âThis suit costs more than this hotel!â
âThatâs highly doubtful,â Logan said.
âYou said you wanted to forget,â Patton grinned and splashed Roman again. âSo, jump in! Nothingâs better than a midnight swim, trust me.â
Roman glared at him for a moment, then smirked and stood, stripping off his suit.
âWait youâre not even going to go change?â Logan asked.
âEh, swim trunks, boxers, itâs all the same,â Roman said with a shrug. Then he backed up and jumped in the pool next to Patton.
âThat is ridiculous,â Logan said, shaking his head.
âYeah, wonât they shrink or something?â Virgil asked.
Roman and Patton exchanged a look, and both of them knew exactly what they needed to do. Logan and Virgil had turned their attention to each other, clearly with the intention of ignoring the two in the pool, so they swam over and then jumped out and splashed them.
Both boys yelped and leaned back, but now they were both soaked. Thankfully, Virgil had left his headphones and whatever they had been attached to on the lounge chair.
âThe waterâs great isnât it Patton?â Roman asked, a big grin on his face.
Logan and Virgil looked at each other, then Patton and Roman. âOh, youâre on,â Virgil said, already getting up and taking off his jacket and pants. He left his shirt on as he jumped into the pool, very clearly intending to splash Roman.
âRude!â Roman exclaimed and started splashing him.
Logan wasnât far behind, and he joined Virgil in splashing Roman, which of course meant that Patton had to help Roman in their splash war.
By the time theyâd called it truce, all of them were breathing hard from laughing so much. Both Logan and Patton could barely see, not having thought about taking their glasses off before jumping into the pool. Romanâs hair was disheveled and a mess, a contrast to the perfect hair heâd had before. Virgilâs under eye makeup was nearly gone. None of them noticed or cared.
âAlright, boys, poolâs closing,â a staff member said, poking her head in. âGo dry off.â
Begrudgingly, they did as they were told. Logan, Virgil, and Roman all drying off as best they could before they put their clothes back on. Roman, Patton noticed, only put his pats and under shirt back on. Everything else he carried.
The four of them walked back into the hotel, all of them feeling a bit better than they had when theyâd walked out.
âArenât you going to go back to the reception?â Patton asked Roman.
âDressed like this? No, I think my mom would literally have a heart attack. Plus, I think my Aunt Jackie is officially drunk and thatâs something that only needs to be witnessed once.â
They all chuckled a little at that and walked towards the elevators. They talked about nothingâschool, annoying teachers, Romanâs drunk relativesâas they waited and as they got in. At the first stop, thoughâRomanâsâhe paused and turned to them.
âThanks,â he said, âfor taking my mind off things for a while. Good luck with your sisters, Logan, and Patton I hope you can find a house soon. Virgil, hang in there alright? Sorry again for snapping at all of you.â
âYouâre one for dramatic speeches arenât you?â Virgil asked.
Roman shrugged. âGuilty.â
Patton smiled. âMaybe talk to your parents Ro, huh? Once they get over their hangovers.â
Roman nodded. âI think Iâll try.â He smiled at them. âGoodnight.â
He stepped out of the elevator and the doors closed.
Virgil was next. He had fewer words to give, but he did smile at them, which Patton took. For a moment, he wished that he could do more for the boy. Spending the night alone in a hotel room couldnât have been fun.
Patton and Logan were on the same floor, so Patton walked with Logan to his room. He could hear the giggling of little girls inside, and Logan sighed.
âHey,â Patton nudged him. âYouâve got this. Show them that youâre the cool older brother.â
Logan scoffed. âCool would not be the correct word to define me.â
âI donât know, I think jumping into a pool in your Spider-Man boxers and having a splash fight with three strangers is pretty cool.â
Loganâs face flushed but he crossed his arms and shook his head. âThatâsâŠchildish.â
Patton chuckled and patted his back. âGood thing theyâre children, Lo.â
Something in Loganâs eyes sparked, and he nodded. Patton wasnât entirely sure what was going on in that head of his, but Patton was pretty sure Logan just had some kind of revelation.
Smiling, Patton started down the hall on his own. âGoodnight!â he called over his shoulder.
When he got back to his room, Charlie wagged her tail and bounded over to him. âHey sweetie,â his mother greeted. âHave a good time?â
Patton smiled and scooped up Charlie, who licked his face. âYeah, it was a pretty good night.â