Sanders Sides OneShots

If Only Cont.

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6)

Virgil and Patton had spent a few hours together in the younger traits room, both finally managing to calm down, after the entire suicide ordeal.

As they were slowly drifting off to sleep, a knock sounded on the door, waking them both up, much to their dismay.

Virgil dragged himself out of bed, still weak on his feet after losing blood. He opened the door and immediately scowled.

Outside his door stood Roman and Logan, not only was it bad that they were there, they were holding hands, and very close to each other, almost taunting Virgil, and saying "We're happier without you two." Virgil found himself tearing up at them both being stood there, which was soon replaced with anger.

"What do you want?" He found himself growling at the two traits in front of him, knowing nothing they could say would make anything better.

Both Roman and Logan were taken aback by the way Virgil had spoken, and neither could find their words.

Upon hearing Virgil by the door, Patton left the bed, and stood behind the darker trait, ready to protect him, if it came to it.

Logan was the first to find his voice, however, despite his ability to remain clam in the worst of situations, he was unable to do so now, Virgil had scared him slightly, and not only was he still feeling awful over the entire ordeal, he began to become vulnerable and he hated it.

"We were going to watch a movie, we wondered if you would like to join us?"

"Join you to watch a movie, so we can be distracted 5 minutes into it because you two decide to make out, and be loud about it, making us feel worse, and we end up leaving and you don't even notice? You're trying to make us feel better, but it isn't working, you're just making us feel worse because you're stood there without a care in the world, you're holding hands and being all coupley when we're clearly hurting, so go and watch your stupid movie and make out, I want nothing to do with it." Virgil found himself becoming angrier and more sassy with every word he spoke, he didn't like this, he wanted things to go back to the way they were before, but alas, it wouldn't happen, he knew that, but it didn't stop him from hoping, and wishing, and dreaming of the way it used to be.

Patton put a hand on Virgil's arm, sending Logan a look that almost apologized, but still had the hardened glare to it.

Virgil shut the door, leaving it to block the others out, allowing them to think.

Virgil hated it, whenever he closed his eyes, his mind took him back to when he was with Roman, to when he was happy, and cared about life.

Virgil and Patton lay on Virgil's bed, anger was still coursing through Virgil's veins, making it impossible for him to fall asleep, however, as soon as Patton's head had hit the pillow, he had fallen asleep.

Virgil's mind began to wander, as much as he hated these moments, they helped him get past the darker moments in life.

"Virgil?" Roman came into the room, looking for Virgil, he had liked him for a while, and knew if he didn't say something soon, it would come out at the worst possible time.

Virgil was sat at his desk, drawing, and upon hearing Roman, he covered his art, and turned to face the regal trait.

"Yes?"

"I must declare that..." Roman was cut off, arms raised due to his dramatic arm gestures, by Patton and Logan knocking on the door. He turned to look at the other two, sending them a playful glare.