Sanders Sides One Shots

You give good hugs - Platonic Moxiety

Patton's not feeling right, so, goes to Virgil to talk it out. Turns out Virgil gives good hugs, he promises to come to him again for hugs and Virgil doesn't really mind that too much.

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Something is... off. Patton's not too sure about what but he just feels it. He's made sure to be more open about his feelings, still smiling when one of them tells him it's okay to feel like that and he's reassured. And now he feels... sad. Again. He feels momentarily guilty for feeling sad because he's got nothing to be sad about right now. Everyone's getting on, projects are going well. So, he doesn't understand it.

Regardless, he gets up from his bed and walks out of the door. He's quick to get to Virgil's room, he's not sure why he's here but thinks if anyone will understand why he's feeling this way Virgil will. So, he knocks quietly on the door and waits. Patton tries not to listen to the shuffling and slight curses that Virgil mutters from the other side of the door. Then it's opening, Virgil standing in the entrance.

"Oh, hi, dad," Virgil greets him, a small smile gracing his lips as he stands aside for Patton to walk into the room. Patton does so and Virgil closes the door behind him. "Are you okay, dad?" Virgil asks, clearly concerned that Patton didn't greet him nor say anything else. "Not really," Patton answers honestly, and Virgil joins him on the bed but keeps a gap between them, "I just feel... sad, I guess. I don't know why, I just do."

Virgil gives a tight sympathetic smile that Patton misses because his head is tilted downwards. "Um, it's okay to just feel down sometimes, you know?" Virgil says, awkwardness evident through his voice but he's trying, and Patton nods his head in response. "Sometimes you just- you've just got to try and move past it, do something you like to distract yourself. Sure, it won't magically make you happy but it'll help the time pass before you feel better again."

And Patton raises his head, properly looking at Virgil, studying him. He knows Virgil's felt like this before, and worse, and can't help but feel bad for him. Virgil sees the change in expression as brief as it is, so, speaks up again, "so, what would you like to do?" There's a silent pause, Patton's thinking, and now it's Virgil's turn to study Patton to make sure there's nothing too wrong.

"Could I have a hug?" Patton asks, voice quiet and a little broken sounding, and Virgil hasn't the heart to say no, especially not to Patton. Virgil nods and opens his arms, Patton's quick to get close and wrap his arms around Virgil's midsection. Biting his lip slightly Virgil hovers before resting his hand on Patton's back, rubbing them slowly in soft patterns. They stay like that for a while, not talking or moving.

Until Patton's pulling back, Virgil lets him go but he doesn't go far. And Virgil notices how red his eyes are and the tear tracks down his face. "Are you sure you're okay, dad?" He asks, afraid that there's something deeper going on here but Patton just nods, wipes his cheeks, and responds, "everything's fine, I just haven't had a hug in a while." Vigil lets out a sigh of relief, making a mental note to hug Patton more often as well as to encourage the others to do the same.

"Besides you give really good hugs, kiddo. Maybe I'll come to you for future hugs," Patton says, a smile returning to his face. Virgil smiles with him and fondly rolls his eyes, "sure, whatever, dad." Patton laughs lightly, he's not happy yet but it's a start. "Why don't we go watch some movies in the common room, maybe even get the other two?" Virgil suggests, head nodding towards the door, and Patton gasps, then shouts "movie night!" before running out to pester the other two.