Love heals all wounds {Completed}

Chapter 3 of 3

In the weeks that followed, tension built up between the two. Rory seemed to sense it and tried to lift the mood by making jokes and both men reacted as positive as possible, but as soon as Rory was gone, Virgil started to avoid Patton again. He helped him with the necessary things, but any conversation that led to feelings was shut down and Patton became desperate. What happened? Virgil promised him that things wouldn't change back, but now he wasn't so sure anymore. The guy avoided him like the plague, didn't laugh when he made a joke and seemed extremely uncomfortable.

It must've been the kiss. He doesn't return the feelings I have for him. In the time that he was in the hospital and saw the things Virgil did for him and Rory, he fell in love with the dark guy and he thought Virgil was feeling the same about him...

It was almost half a year later on a Thursday when they collided. Virgil had come home, pretty pissed about his job (again) and had slammed with the door. That had scared Rory, who was peacefully drawing at the kitchen table, so much that he started crying.

'What do you think you're doing?!', Patton suddenly yelled at him and for one moment Virgil stood there in silence. 'I got home, Pat!', he spat and Patton growled. He clenched his fists and gave Virgil an icy look, before he took his son in his arms. 'Sshh, it's oke kiddo. It's all oke. It was only Virgil', he hushed. Rory cried even louder and screamed: 'WHY DO YOU GUYS SUDDENLY HATE EACH OTHER?!'.

Patton glared at Virgil, who gave him an angry look. 'Maybe, because he doesn't want to kiss me!!', he suddenly yelled back and opened the door. 'I will leave you guys so you FINALLY GOT RID OF THIS STUPID FAG!'. Rory looked up and saw his dad in complete shock. 'D-dad? What was that?', he asked scared and Patton didn't know how to answer. What did he mean? 'Not...wanting to kiss...him?', he whispered. He let go of Rory and wanted to run after him, but saw that his car was missing. He sighed desperately and was on the edge of crying.

They needed to talk. And pretty fast!

It was past midnight when Virgil came home. He was completely drained and exhausted and his anxiety had never been this horrible. I'm a despicable friend. I screamed at a little boy and probably pissed off Patton even more. He sighed and quietly shut the door. He had just taken his shoes off when Patton suddenly stood at the end of the hallway.

Virgil half expected him to be asleep already, so he looked a bit surprised and waited. He admitted: he was scared. The hallway was dark and the only light came from the living room, which gave Patton an even more scary appearance.

Before he knew what happened Patton had pinned him to the wall with his hands next to his head and pressed his lips against Virgil's. Virgil, not knowing what happened, tried to free himself in his fight or flight reaction, but when Patton bit his lip seductively, he moaned and opened his mouth.

Immediately Patton's tongue got in and Virgil's knees almost buckled at the sensation. Patton seemed to notice this because he let go and put his hand under his bum and easily lifted him. For one second Virgil worried for his old wound, but then wrapped his legs around him. Patton moved them to the living room and dropped them on the couch without breaking the kiss. Their tongues played a passionate game while Patton's hands roamed over Virgil's body and he couldn't help but moan louder. They both gasped for air when they parted and Patton continued to ravish his throat while getting the guy under him out of his hoodie.

'I-I thought you d-didn't want to kiss me', Virgil panted heavily and Patton growled. 'Where did you get that? It was the only thing on my mind lately'.

Virgil froze. 'Y-You said that. When we first kissed. It was a mistake'.

Now he had Patton's full attention. 'What-', he said confused and Virgil got up.