Sanders sides oneshots

Get Away From Me!

Trigger warning: Self Harm, Self-Deprication, suicidal thoughts, Roman being an asshole.
Prinxiety (Roman x Virgil)
Angst
Virgil's POV

"Get the fuck away from me." The love of my life, Roman, tells me fuming.

I move away and hang my head. He's convinced I'm cheating on him with Logan.

"Go cut yourself. Freak." Him saying that broke me. Hearing that from my boyfriend's voice hurts.

I run off and grab my blade. Do it. Coward. Do it so he'll be happy. Be in hell where you belong. I carve into my skin, getting deeper and deeper until I'm too weak to hold the blade. I fall and everything goes black.

I wake up in a hospital bed. No one is visiting me. I look at my bandaged wrists.

"Mr.Sanders? Are you awake?" A nurse asks and I nod.

"Mr.Patton? Mr.Logan? You may see him now." She tells my parents. They run in and wrap their arms around me.

"Oh baby, I was so worried! Don't you ever do that again!" Mom exclaims his hair wild and dark circles under his eyes.

"Why?" Dad asks with tears in his eyes.

"Roman.... he uh... told me to... because he thought I was cheating on him. He called me a freak and told me to cut myself." I stutter.

"I'm going to kill him." Dad grumbles. Him usually being calm and collected in situations like these, surprised me when he said this.

"There will be no murdering him Lo. Punch him for me though." Mom, who usually can't hurt a fly without freaking out about it, tells him.

"Right this way." A nurse tells someone.

"Oh Virgil! I was so worried! I- what are those looks for?" It's him.

"You... why are you here? You wanted this. You wanted me to hurt myself." I ask and see the color drain from his face.

"Why would I ever say that to you?" He asks, starting to sob to himself. I now remember the strange yellow glow to his eyes.

I sit up and hold out my arms for him. He joins my hug and we embrace for a few minutes.

"Get away from my son." I hear both my dads grumble.

"No." I pause and stare at my boyfriend.

"Excuse me?" Mom asks glaring.

"I'm never leaving his side again... so that's why I have to ask..." he pauses and gets on one knee.

"Virgil Anxiety Sanders, will you marry me?" He asks and I break down into tears.

"Oh baby... you don't have to say yes if you aren't ready." He whispers and stands to kiss my lips. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and deepen the kiss.

"Yes." I pull apart to tell him and he beams with joy.

"No he won't." Dad growls.

"Yes I will. I am a grown fucking adult and I will marry you." I grumble.

"You marry him and I'll disown you." Dad growls threateningly.

"Fine! I love him, and if you hate me enough to disown me over something like this, I don't give a shit about you!" I yell.

"Fuck you!" He yells back. He normally refuses to curse to this makes me pause.

"Nurse!" I yell for her feeling my anger overcome me.

"Get him out of here." I tell her and she asks him to leave.

"He leaves, I leave." Mom states angrily, glaring at me.