ThViTon + “Why do you smell like lemons?”
Thviton - Lemons
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"Why do you smell like lemons?"
"I just spilled an entire bottle of lemonade over myself," Patton admitted.
Virgil blinked, lowering his phone.
"Really?" He asked incredulously.
Patton smiled sheepishly at Thomas and Virgil. He shrugged.
"It was an accident?" He said, the phrase coming out more like a question than a statement. "I'm sticky."
Thomas covered his mouth with his hand, clearly trying not to laugh, though he failed and still ended up chuckling. Virgil's nose wrinkled as he looked over Patton's lemonade-covered clothes.
Patton gigled. "Hey, hey, Virgil."
"What?"
"I'm pretty sure I should be the one with the sour face, here."
Thomas then laughed openly, dropping his hand to his side and looking over his boyfriend's with a jolly grin. Virgil rolled his eyes at the pun and the laughter, though his expression was unmistakably fond.
His boyfriends both gave him expectant looks, watching him with matching grinning expressions. It took a moment, but then Virgil gave in and laughed, too.
"Right," Virgil said. "You should probably take a shower."
"And put those clothes in the wash," Thomas added.
"Alright," Patton nodded. Then, his eyes lit up and he straightened up. "Ooh! Maybe we can change into our onesies and have a pj party, a movie night!"
"Yes, and pizza for dinner!" Thomas agreed
They both turned to Virgil, looking to him for the final confirmation.
"Didn't we have pizza, like, two nights ago?"
Patton pouted. "Aww, come on! Please?"
"Yeah, please?" Thomas leant in, throwing his arm around Virgil's shoulder and squeezing gently.
Patton did his best puppy-dog eyes, and Virgil snorted.
"Alright, alright, fine," he said, in a tone of voice that said he wasn't really annoyed, and really just amused by his boyfriends.
And fond, too.
"Yay!" Patton cheered.
He reached forward, pressing a kiss to Virgil's cheek.
Virgil wrinkled his nose. "Aww, jeez. Now I'm sticky, too."
