The Best Medicine
AO3 Link (kudos are greatly appreciated!)
A/N: FINALLY it’s done! My fluffy magnum opus! You want simps? Boy howdy, you’ve come to the right place!
HUGE thanks to @lovelivingmydreams for being my BETA again! Her help is always greatly appreciated! Check out her fics!
I hope you guys enjoy! ^.^
Words: 17,127
Rating: T
Genre: Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
Pairings: Roman/Virgil (Prinxiety)
Warnings/Triggers: Minor injury and blood; Self-deprication/hatred; Swearing
Summary: Roman hears Virgil laugh exactly one (1) time, and decides that he will do literally anything to hear it again.
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Roman and Virgil do not get along.
Roman is Creativity, wonderous and striking and beautiful. He speaks as if barely resisting the temptation to burst into song, his voice boisterous and lyrical. He dresses like the prince he knows he is, purest white and passionate red accented by the noblest of gold. His very presence demands attention, confidence shining from him like rays of sunlight and charisma dripping from every word, sweet as honey. And of course, he deserves this attention. His ideas are unmatched, his execution flawless. When he requests attention, he receives it, because his existence brings a promise to dazzle and amaze.
Virgil, on the other hand…


















