What he feels /Virgil x Roman/Thomas Sanders fanfic

6 terror curse

Romans pov:

Virgil stumbled out of a breach that had just now popped up on my wall, he looked good, yet horrible. Black bite marks and scratches tatered his pefect body, one of his eyes had turned black... almost demonic... and his veins where a darker tint than any normal human. Something was wrong... "V-Virgil? What happened?" I asked as i ran over to him. "N-Nightmares," he said, then fainted. I caught him before he hit the ground... he was so cold. Nightmares? Maybe those shadow creatures from subconcious? All i knew was virgil needed help. I carried him to the main room and called for the others. They popped out of their roons and looked shocked at virgils state, bit who wouldnt be? Suddenly virgil started to talk in his sleep, "get away from me!" He screamed. And i sat him on the coutch... the black marks and his now black veins crawled his skin... the sight was sickening... how could this happen to ny virgil? "I was just doing my job... protecting thomas... cant you just give me some credit for once?!" He said, pain lacing his words.  The marks started to smoke... like he was being steamed. "He has a terror curse..." i said, it made sense now. "He was fighting thomas's nightmares, they eventualy became his... and it was too much..." i concluded. Logan reapeared with severak medical items in hand, and patton was at his side. I knew there was only one cure for a terror curse. I grabbed virgils cheek and placed my lips on his. He woke, i only had a minute now... "Virgil... im just gonan say it. I love you. I need you. Dont leave me..." i said. The black stopped smoking, his eye went back to normal... "R-Really?" He said, hope strong in his tone... id never heard him hopeful... this was a good sign. "Yes virgil, why would i lie to you?" I said, kissing him again... he kissed back... and i heard patton fanboying from the other side of the coutch, and logan claping his hands. This was nice.