Sanders sides oneshots

Who's Is It?

Trigger warning: (This one will probably have a lot) panicking, arguing, fighting, self harm, mentions of abortion, mental break down, attempted suicide, (I... woah. There's one coming up that's probably worse.)
Lamp (Logan x Virgil x Patton x Roman)
Mpreg! Virgil
Virgil's POV

I dry heave over the porcelain bowl as my boyfriends whisper encouraging things into my ears.

"Virgil, let me perform an ultrasound. I'd like to see if my hypothesis is correct." Logan tells me and I nod.

Roman lifts me into his strong arms and carries me to Logan's experimenting room. He lays me on the bed and kisses me softly.

"Just to warn you, the gel will be very cold." Logan tells me and kisses my forehead. He presses the stick onto my abdomen and I hear three gasps.

I feel my anxiety come for me and I sit up. "What?! What is it?! Am I gonna die?!" I yell and they frantically try to calm me down.

"You won't die, my question is, who's is it?" Roman asks.

"Who's what?!" I panic.

"Roman! Virgil, you are perfectly fine. You just have to eat for two for a while." Patton explains.

"I-I'm..." I stammer before falling back into the bed.

Logan's POV

"VIRGIL!" Roman screams as I check his vitals.

"He's fine, Roman. He got shocked. That's all that happened." I tell him and he scoffs.

"There must've been a better way to say it." He says and Patton looks hurt.

"I'm sorry kiddo. That's all I had." He whispers in his defense.

"What is wrong with you?! Maybe you should go to your room to clear your head before you destroy our relationship." I tell him and he glares at me.

"You'd like that, huh?! A perfect world without me! You probably just date me because Virgil loves me." He grumbles. I'm taken aback by his words. I hear a quiet sob coming from Patton and a now wide awake Virgil.

"Get out." I growl.

"I was right! Well Mr.I know everything, I hate you too!" He exclaims angrily.

"I do not wish to have to remove you myself, but I will if I must." I try to 'keep my cool' as Virgil says, by fail miserably.

"Maybe you have to!" He yells. I push him towards the door, hoping I do not have to fight someone I love.

"You pushed me!" He gasps and pushes me back. Twenty minutes later, we're fighting and Patton and Virgil are begging us to stop.

I finally get him out the door and lock it with a sigh. "You didn't have to fight him." Patton whispers as I clean the wounds Roman gave me.

"You know, I tried! I love him! He hates me now and it's all my fault! So why don't you leave me too?! Huh?! I know you want to leave me to suffer alone!" I snap and Patton leads Virgil presumably to his room.

I sit down at my desk and grab my scalpel. I lock my door and cut into my flesh. I wrap my arms with bandages when I finish and head to my room.

"LOGAN!" I hear one of my boyfriends yell when they see the bandages. I can't tell who, so I keep walking until I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Go to the living room. We're talking this out." I hear Patton grumble angrily. I walk into the living room to find Virgil and Roman sobbing messes.

I notice the tear streaks down Patton's face at further inspection.

"Can we stop fighting? This is a wonderful thing and you two might be the reason Virgil ends it." Patton tells us and I gasp at my boyfriend.