I’m crying now, thanks a lot
Headcanon that Patton was the one who informed Roman on what it meant to be gay. Growing up, my homophobic parents never told me what it meant to be gay out of fear that I’d end up that way, and so I take it that Roman’s parents had that same faulty mentality (and I assume they’re homophobic if they wanted him to marry a girl).
But Patton was gay. The king and queen didn’t know this, of course, or they never would have hired him. Roman, as a kid, one time noticed that this one guy made Patton smile like nothing else mattered, and he noticed how Patton would act differently in his presence. He asked Patton, and Patton answered honestly.
“Well, I have a crush on him.”
“Yes they can. Just like how some guys can like girls, some guys like guys. Some guys like both guys and girls, some guys like all genders.”
“Well, certainly. The thing is though, people who are gay—that’s the term for it—they don’t choose to be gay. They’re born that way. They just don’t realize they’re gay at first. Some people, however, they think that being gay is a choice, and that it’s wrong. That’s not true. I didn’t choose to be gay, I was born this way.”
When Roman is older, he realizes that he thinks he likes guys in the way he’s supposed to like girls, and he recalls that conversation.
Roman knows his parents don’t accept gay people and would never approve of him wanting to marry a guy. Roman remembers wishing so desperately that his dad could have been like Patton, so open and understanding on the topic. No, more than that. He wishes Patton were his dad, because Patton had been more of a father figure to him than his dad ever was. Patton would be the best dad.
When Roman creates his fantasy, he makes Patton the dad, and he also gives him the title of “Morality”, because he taught him important morals that his parents didn’t.
In Roman’s fantasy, he gave himself the title of the fanciful, creative dreamer, because that’s how he viewed his own self worth. He wished so desperately that his life could be different, he wished so desperately that his fantasies could be reality, he didn’t want to focus on anything other than his fantasies, he wanted to indulge in them and forget the truth. Everything was better in the fantasies. It was better to let himself believe them, believe that’s who he was.
He wished it could stay that way.