#i thought i was free of this when i switched to only using desktop but apparently I Was Wrong
Virgil’s Guide To Avoid Accidentally Falling In Love With Your Boss’ Boss: Step Seven
Virgil’s just trying to fake his way through life, but when he finds it hard to shake his hot boss’ boss’s attention- on account of their adopted sons being twins- things get complicated.
Step Seven: Absolutely Do Not Say It
Virgil had been having a bad day. A bad week. A bad weeks?
That wasn’t grammar. But then again nothing made sense anymore. Virgil wasn’t entirely sure what time was or what it meant anymore. He had too much to think about and get done to focus on anything else.
The root of all his issues could be traced to work unsurprisingly. He had been given the opportunity to take the lead on a project, which was good and fine. Until he had learned that he would need to present in front of the CEO. And then the person he was working closest with was called overseas so they could only work over video call at absurd hours. And it’s not like this needed to be perfect or anything, because it wasn’t like the CEO was going to have a company party the evening after Virgil’s presentation so Virgil would have to face him twice.
So yeah work was a mess.
Virgil was just lucky that Dee was obligated to be on his side.
“Damnit,” Virgil muttered searching through his suitcase. Finally he gave a sigh and turned to Dee who was watching him. “I’m gonna have to run to my place.”
“It’s almost one am,” Dee said in confusion.
Virgil nodded and grabbed his keys, “I left stuff in my desk, and this is the only time Daniel is free so we can work.”
“When do you plan on sleeping though?”
“When I’m done.”
Dee gave a sigh but it was clear to see he didn’t agree, “Alright. Do you want me to make some coffee for when you get back?”
“No, no, you get some sleep. I’ll be back in a bit.”
Virgil entered his own home with a yawn and out of reflex he flipped the switch before he remembered his power was out. What was this, day five now without electricity? The power outage had been a result of a storm and a few other things going wrong and it had succeeded in leaving Virgil’s street without power. But given it seemed there were more important places on the street who deserved power than him and his neighbors.
Thankfully Dee had allowed Virgil and Roman to stay with him, but Virgil couldn’t help but feel a tad guilty. He shook his head to ignore the thoughts and instead turned on his phone flashlight and moved to his room. Inside he went to the desk and began grabbing whatever files could possibly be important and shoved them in a bag. He glanced at the clock hoping he could make it back to Dee’s before Daniel called.
Virgil looked up from his lunch confused to see his coworkers has gathered around him, “Spill what?”
“You and the Boss!” Liam said sitting across from the table. “What’s going on with you two?”
“Uh? She gave me corrections on the project?”
“N-not her! You and Ekans! You guys are crazy close.”
Virgil gave a sigh, “We are raising our kids.”
“You guys are still close.”
“Is there something more going on?” Someone else chimed in.
“Are you together?” Asked a third.
Virgil gave a groan.
“Did you come to my office to simply groan on my couch, or did you come to make out on my desk?”
“Neither!” Virgil answered turning to Dee’s smirking face, wishing his blush would go away. “I just needed a break from people asking me what our relationship is.”
Dee raised an eyebrow, “So to get them to stop questioning us... you came to my office?”
Virgil paused, “I’m tired Dee. Don’t ask me to do things that make sense.”
Dee shrugged and turned his attention to his desktop, “You could just tell them all we’re together.”
“Nope. They freaked when they thought you were playing favorites before. What will they do when they find out I’m your actual favorite?”
“I don’t believe I’ve ever said you were.”
“I am if you want this to work. And you said before that you didn’t want others to know with your ex lurking in the shadows.”
“Well it’s been over a month and he’s backed off. And I don’t think he lurks. And you’re much more the lurking the type to be honest. Plus if we admit it, that means I can one hundred percent kiss you whenever I feel like it.”
“I don’t think that would be very professional.”
Dee looks up from his computer with a smile, “So? Long as it’s not with the CEO what is anyone going to do? They’re all pretty scared of me.”
“I...I don’t think that’s a good thing.”
“I don’t know what to do with you.”
“If you need ideas we could start with you climbing on my desk and-”
Virgil blinked, “Huh?”
“I just wanted to speak with you a bit if that’s alright,” Mr. Hart said again. “Perhaps just for a bit when you come to pick Roman up?”
Virgil nodded slowly in agreement, “Um, alright...”
The teacher gave him a large smile which didn’t do too much to call Virgil’s nerves.
What could Roman’s teacher possibly want to speak to him privately about? Had Roman been acting out? Were kids being mean to him? Was he struggling? If he was, why hadn’t Roman told him?
“I can hear you thinking,” Dee commented as they walked back to his car.
“Mr. Hart wants to speak with me,” Virgil yawned. “I don’t know what about though.”
“Well I doubt it’s anything too serious,” Dee tried. “He called me in a few weeks ago to tell me that Remus kept trying to eat magnets... I have tried so many times to get him to stop.”
Virgil chuckled, “I have multiple questions about that.”
Dee sighed, “Logan once used a magnet to pick up a fork or something, and ever since Remus seems convinced that if eats magnets he’ll get magnet powers. Doesn't matter that he’s been trying for years and only succeeded in making me drive to the emergency room.”
“At least he’s persistent?”
“Sure. Anyway, my point is, I doubt it's serious.”
“I’m pretty sure eating magnets counts as serious."
“Yes but I have the chaotic twin, you don’t.”
Virgil paused as climbed in Dee’s car, “Is it wrong that I feel a tad better?”
Dee shrugged, “Hell if I know.”
His nerves were running high.
Well higher than usual. Well no he had already been worried about work so they had doubled. Or was it more than that? What exactly was math again?
“Dad!” The sounds of Roman’s voice was an instant relaxer. He smiled and bent down to give his son a hug.
“Have a good day?”
“Yeah, did you?”
“But why’d you come inside? Usually you pick me up in the pick up line.”
Virgil nodded, “That’s true, but this morning when I walked you in to help carry your project? Your teacher said he wanted to talk to me for a few minutes. So why don’t you head with Remus and Dee to get Logan from his class, while I talk to Mr. Hart?”
Roman frowned, “I didn’t do anything.”
Virgil smiled and ruffled the boy’s hair, “I believe you.”
Roman still seemed skeptical of the situation, but he joined Remus and Dee and left the room. There were only two students left- but they were gathering their things- and their teacher Mr. Hart who gave Virgil a friendly smile and wave.
Virgil gave an awkward one back as he approached where the man was erasing a whiteboard, “Hi... Mr. Hart.”
“Hi and just call me Patton,” he greeted. “How was your day?”
Virgil resisted the urge to say he had been stressing about this all day and instead said: “It was fine. You?”
“I’m good- hi Mindy!” He waved as a woman entered the door.
The woman exchanged a greeting before the two kids left with her talking excitedly about after school. In other words, leaving Virgil and Patton alone.
“You wanted to talk to me?” Virgil asked awkwardly.
The teacher nodded and turned to lean back against the board so he could watch Virgil with concern filled eyes. “Roman told me something kind of... disconcerting,” he started gently.
Virgil gave a swallow as he nodded for the man to go on. “What about?”
This was it. The end of the road. There must have been some type of miscommunication. And now the teacher must think Virgil would harm his son? Is that what this was about? Would- Would Roman be taken away- no no no. He forced the line of thinking away. “What about me?”
“He said that you weren’t sleeping,” the teacher said catching Virgil off guard. “That you have barely been eating, and that you seem worried all the time... Roman is really worried about you. And now I can’t help but be worried either.”
Virgil wasn’t sure how to function well enough to respond. It felt like a kick in the chest.
Had he really been causing his son so much worry? So much pain?
“I know you don’t really know me but I’m always willing to listen,” Patton said in Virgil silence. He moved to his desk and pulled something out a drawer and scribbled something on it before holding it out for Virgil to take. “If you ever just want to talk about anything and get coffee or something, just let me know. Okay, kiddo?”
Virgil slowly, “O-okay.”
“Is it over?” Roman asked when Virgil joined them in front of the school.
“Did he get in trouble?” Remus asked.
“No one’s in trouble,” Virgil replied looking down to Roman before he pulled his confused boy into a hug. “Just reminded that I’ve got great kid.”
“I could’ve told you that,” Roman smiled hugging him back.
Virgil looked up from where he had been spinning the teacher’s business card in his hands to where Dee was sitting across the couch from him. “I’m fine, why?”
“Because you’ve seen shaken since we left the school. And you kept staring at that number. Don’t tell me he hit on you.”
Virgil rolled his eyes and looked to where the boys were playing some sort of game before he pocketed the card. “He told me that Roman’s been saying that he’s worried about me. My sleeping and eating habits I mean. I... I didn’t realize he could tell.”
“He’s smart,” Dee shrugged. “And it’s not exactly as if you’re hiding it... I’m worried about you too.”
“Once I’m done with this project,” Virgil lied. Lie. He knew it was one. Because there would always be more work to do.
Dee could see through the lie but instead he sighed and changed the direction of the conversation, “Why did he give you his number?”
“Incase I wanted to talk? He suggested getting coffee.”
“You should talk to him.”
Virgil frowned, “I don’t know...”
“What’s the worst that could happen?”
“Do you want me to run through each of the scenarios?”
Dee gave a sigh, “How about this, tell me when the last time you hung out with your friends was?”
Virgil’s gaze fell to his hands, “I-I... don’t have any.”
“Huh? What about-”
“Everyone at the office doesn’t mind my presence when I’m there, but they’d never talk to me outside of work. There’s the other parents, but it’s clear they don’t like me that much. And your friends are yours... so yeah, I-” he gave a short laugh at his own absurdity. “I don’t have any friends here.”
He felt stupid. He felt pathetic.
He felt lonely.
Yes he had Dee and he had Roman, but other than that he had no one. Definition of pathetic right?
Dee’s hug wasn’t helping. It didn’t change the loneliness in Virgil’s heart and yet it was still appreciated.
“You should meet you with him,” Dee said after a pause.
Virgil chose to lean into his boyfriend’s chest instead of reply.
“He seems like a nice person,” Dee tried again. “And it would be good for you to do something for you.”
“I do things for me.”
“Like what? To me it seems like you do everything to make Roman happy, and then a lot to make me and my boys happy, but what do you do to make yourself happy?”
“I’m happy when you guys are happy. That’s... that's all I need.”
Virgil felt as Dee gave a sigh, “Virgil...”
“Fine... If- if I say I’ll text him will you drop it?”
Virgil arrived early.
He wasn’t entirely sure why, but here he sat fifteen minutes early in the corner of this cafe.
He swirled the coffee in his cup as he stared purely as something to do. He was still doing just that when Patton appeared at the other side of the table, a large smile on his face.
“Hi! I’m so glad you actually texted me!”
Virgil nodded awkwardly, “Um yeah... I can buy you something to drink?”
“No no kiddo. I can pay for myself, I’ll be right back. Did you want something?”
“I’m still working on this one.”
“It’s kind of funny getting to talk to you actually,” Patton commented when he returned and sat down. “I usually just get to know parents through their kids. I don’t have actual conversations with them often.”
“Only when something’s wrong?” Virgil guessed.
“Or when something is really good. But how are you?”
“Fine I guess, you?”
“I’m good.” There was a short pause and Virgil spent it wondering when the man would just get to the point and began hammering into Virgil about taking care of himself, but instead he just asked, “Can I call you Virgil? Or do you prefer Mr. Storm?”
“V-Virgil is fine...”
He nodded satisfied, “Perfect. You have anything fun planned coming up, Virgil? Roman was saying you were going to a party or something.”
“Yeah, um work is going to be having a fancy party next week. But um... does he talk about me a lot?”
“All the time. It’s clear you’re his favorite person.”
“Remus is his favorite person,” Virgil disagreed quickly.
Patton looked surprised but he shook his head, “No, you’re definitely his favorite. He said so himself in an essay about his role model.”
Virgil could’ve died happy in that moment.
The rest of time proceeded with conversation which evolved from talk about Roman, to talk about Virgil, to everything that was bothering Virgil. It was strange being able to so easily talk to another person. It was like Patton had bewitched him with his smile and forced Virgil to trust him.
And the worst part was that Virgil wasn’t even upset about it.
The seriousness of Dee’s voice caused Virgil to look up in surprise from where he had been fidgeting with his blazer, “What?” He asked worriedly. “Do I look stupid?”
Dee looked confused at the question, “No, you look amazing, what are you talking about?”
“What are you talking about?”
“This!” Dee shouted holding Virgil’s phone. “Patton texted you.”
Virgil looked at the screen and read the text aloud, “Have fun tonight.”
“It’s not fair,” Dee declared. “You two have been friends for a week and you’re texting casually. Meanwhile you only text me now and then.”
Virgil raised an eyebrow in confusion, “I have literally been in the same room as you all day.”
“But that was at work during your presentation.”
“I’m sorry, did you want me to stop talking to the CEO in order to text you back?”
“I wouldn’t have minded.”
Virgil paused, “I don’t know even know how to respond to that. So instead can we go to the party?”
“This isn’t over.”
“Yes it is.”
The party was going... fine?
Once they had arrived Dee had split to go entertain the CEO and placate him while Virgil had been left to his coworkers. But at least there was an open bar.
Virgil turned and gave a polite smile to the man who had called his name. It was a man from accounting, but Virgil could not for the life of him remember the man’s name. “Hi.”
“Hey Bryan,” someone else said thankfully.
Bryan gave a nod, “How are all of you?”
Virgil mumbled a “good” and listened to others talk before a comment caught him off guard.
“Oh, did you not bring a date Storm?”
“Virgil very single,” Liam answered for him.
“And very gay,” Marie added.
“That’s not needed,” Virgil replied awkwardly as he noticed Bryan take a step closer.
“Someone would pass on you, Virgil?” Bryan asked in surprise.
Virgil wished he was drunk, “I’m really not looking for anything right now.”
But unfortunately the conversation and forced flirting continued while Virgil stood awkwardly in between until after way too long Virgil managed to escape to the lobby with the excuse of wanting to call the babysitter.
He gave a sigh and sat down in a chair and pulled out his phone.
After about ten minutes he rose from his seat to head back inside but unfortunately Bryan crossed his path before he could escape inside.
“Call go well?” Bryan asked.
Virgil nodded, “Yeah, he’s- he’s getting ready for bed...”
“How old is your son?” He asked casually, making no move to let Virgil walk away without conversation.
“He’s seven... um, do you have kids?”
“No, just me. Figured I’d take the dive on that when I meet the right one.”
“That makes sense...”
“So... do you-”
“I’m sorry,” Virgil blurted. “Um Bryan? Look you seem nice and all, but um...”
“I’m actually seeing someone. I just haven’t told everyone.”
The man’s eyes widened and then he gave an understanding nod. “Oh...”
Virgil mumbled another apology and ducked back inside.
The party was finally winding down when Virgil met up with Dee. Virgil and coworkers seemed to have the same idea as his boyfriend and were grabbing a final drink before the bar closed.
“Hey,” he greeted.
Dee nodded and took a swig from his glass, “Hi... Have a good night?”
Virgil shrugged, “It was fine. I-”
“Virgil!” Marie interjected. “Bryan is leaving. You should talk to him first.”
Virgil gave a grimace, “I’m really not interested.”
“Have some fun! It doesn’t have to be serious.”
“Look really I-”
“He’s not interested,” Dee interrupted from behind Virgil. “He’s already dating someone.”
Marie’s eyes widened in shock, “Y-you are?”
“Dee,” Virgil warned turning to him, but Dee gave him a serious look in return.
“I wasn’t entirely sure how I felt, but then I saw him talking to you all night. And it was in that moment, when I wanted to break his face for simply being in your personal space, that I realize that I’m one hundred percent in love with you.”
Virgil wasn’t sure how function well enough to respond.
He could feel his face darkening into a blush as he heard the surprised twitters of his coworkers around them.
“We were supposed to be keeping things quiet,” Virgil mumbled.
Dee seemed to take that as a challenge, and the next thing he knew Virgil found lips on his. Virgil couldn’t help but kiss the man back before he pulled away. “You’re ridiculous,” Virgil smiled. “But I love you too.”
Step Six - Step Seven - Step Eight
Wow the next is the last. Thanks for sticking around.
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