Love heals all wounds {Completed}

Chapter 2 of 3

The next day Virgil's anxiety was going through the roof. He had to make sure the house was clean, the laundry was gone, all the beds were made up nicely and the groceries were done to make sure Patton had everything he needed.

When Virgil asked Rory to get ready to pick his dad up from the hospital, he friendly declined and said: 'I need to do something'.

Virgil narrowed his eyes suspiciously. 'And what may that be young man?', he asked him and Rory giggled, something he did often and made him look a lot like his dad.

'Surprise', he said and then ran to his room. Virgil shook his head with a small smile and left. He was hoping he didn't make a mistake to leave the boy on his own, but in the days they spend together, they got to know each other better and Virgil knew he was going to be alright for the short time. But still, he had anxiety that made him nervous for anything he did.

When he arrived at the hospital, a knot formed in his stomach and he looked around a bit scared. He was soon gonna be alone with Patton. No Rory to interrupt them. Virgil took a deep breath. The almost kiss caught both of them off guard. For years Virgil knew he was gay and didn't really mind it, but Patton...Patton was married and had a kid. He got divorced though and Virgil never got to know the reason behind it. Could it be that Patton was...?

He didn't push him away. On the contrary, he welcomed it. The way he had looked at him, with a loving but heated expression and how he had licked his lips...

Virgil groaned. Don't you dare get turned on in a freaking hospital! He didn't understand what he was feeling. Barely two weeks ago he used Patton for his own benefits and now he wanted to actually be with him. Care for him and being called Virge in his own Patton-way. He ruffled his hair and braced himself for seeing Patton again.

When he arrived in his room, a nurse was just done preparing him to go home. His clothes were changed and he looked better than a few days before. He was still in a lot of pain, but it was going in the right direction. As soon as he saw Virgil he smiled, but it was different. Like he had to force himself. Virgil tried to ignore it, but something didn't feel right.

The nurse smiled at him and turned towards Patton once more. 'Remember, let your boyfriend do the heavy work and make sure you don't force yourself or you might reopen the wound'. Then she turned to Virgil. 'This is his medication. He can take these painkillers', she showed him the little box, 'up to four times a day. If something happens, like the wound reopens or it gets infected, which I highly doubt it will, come back immediately, alright?'.

Virgil couldn't help but nod like a robot. Boyfriend? Wait, am I already Patton's boyfriend? How did that happen? What-

'Angie, I already told you. He's not my boyfriend, but my housemate'. Angie giggled. 'Suuure'.

She walked out to grab a wheelchair and Virgil stood in the middle of the room, fiddling with the zipper of his hoodie.

'Sorry about that. She tends to get a bit too enthusiastic sometimes'. Virgil looked up and saw Patton trying to get up and without thinking he sprinted to his bed, just in time to catch him when his legs gave away. 'You idiot! Why don't you ask for help? You could've hurt yourself again!', Virgil almost yelled. Patton had grabbed his arms to support himself and looked down, a bit ashamed.

'I-I'm sorry. I didn't want to bother you any more than I already did. You clearly feel uncomfortable around me, so I'd like to keep my distance', he mumbled.

Virgil's eyes widened and he forced him to look at him. 'You. Are. Not. A. Burden!', he growled. 'Thanks to you I had a chance to actually have a home and happiness and the only one who didn't see that was me. I'm the one who is a burden, so shut the fuck up and let me take care of you!'.