This sucked, I know, I can redo it if you want me to. The idea just came to me, and it changed tense like 5 times. Sorry.
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Major Trigger Warning: Death, Blood, Gun. MAJOR ANGST!
Patton and Virgil were out watching a movie, and were then going to a fancy restaurant for their one year anniversary.
They left, talking contentedly together, walking to the restaurant, and not noticing the dark figure behind them.
They spent the entire meal talking and laughing. Thinking back to when they first got together. To when their friends got together, after months of eyeballing each other. To when their bad days lead to good days. To when their bad days shaped their week, bad weeks, good weeks.
Still not noticing the dark figure outside the window.
They ate, and laughed, and talked some more.
They were happy and content.
Wanting the moment to last forever.
But all good things must come to an end.
Patton tells Virgil to wait outside, whilst he pays.
Patton turns away, allowing it to be the perfect moment to strike.
Virgil gets whisked away around the corner. A gloved hand over his mouth, a voice in his ear threatening if he screams he will regret it.
Out comes the tape, a piece ripped off, big enough to cover his mouth, and ensure no noise gets out.
His hands behind his back, taped together, unable to move.
The grey thick tape, sits on his face, muffling the tears that streamed down his face.
Patton came out, and called his name, immediately panicking when he can't find him.
The dark clothed figure grabs Patton too, and forges him to stand and look at Virgil in the state he is in. Forces him to not say a word and give him what he needs.
Patton panics, words unable to leave his mouth, Virgil keeps his gaze low, unable to look at his lover.
Then out comes the gun.
The cold metal pressed to Virgil's temple.
Patton panics worse, tears falling harder, sobs coming out louder.
Still unable to give him what he wants.
He prepares the gun, finger on the trigger, ready to be pulled at any moment.
Patton shakes his head, trying to talk, negotiate, anything.
Just not let his boyfriend die.
The bang echoed around the alleyway.
Blood poured out of the wound.
Virgil's lifeless body hits the pavement, and Patton dives forward, cradling it in his hands.
He sobs, heart breaking sobs.
The images taking a seat in his brain, not planning on leaving.
"You tell anyone and I will find you." He said, and walked off.
So Patton suffers in silence, the images haunting him whenever he closes his eyes, unable to sleep at night.
He hated himself. He couldn't save his boyfriend, and he is filled with guilt.
Every day.
He wishes he could go back and change that day.
Whilst his boyfriends killer is still out there.
Why he didn't tell anyone, he didn't know, he could have been with his boyfriend.
But he was scared.
Scared of the man.
Scared of death.
Sacred.
The ducktape was enough to make him never speak of it again...
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IM SORRY. This is painful. I don't like hurting Patton or Virgil. MY SMOL BABY BEAN 😭 I DON'T DESERVE THIS PRIVILEGE! 😭
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