Love Is A Crisis

Logan

           I head over to Virgil's room, since it is time for our research today. I've decided that I want to test bodily reactions to intimacy and embarrassment. I knock on the dark wood of Anxiety's door and wait for a couple minutes before the door swings open to reveal both Roman and Virgil. Judging by Virgil's posture, he's uncomfortable, so I decide to try and save him using some of our research.

          "Are you ready for our research to begin, Virgil?" I ask softly, trying to sound suave. I peak up at Roman and see a spark of jealousy flash in his eyes. I feel like smirking, as I know that what I was trying to accomplish has been achieved.  As I take in the blush that spread across Virgil's face, I sink us down into my room.

           "WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT LOGAN?!? YOU KNOW THAT I LIKE PRINCE!!!" Virgil begins to yell at me, but I cut him off before his emotions take over his rational thought. 

          "Because Virgil. It has not escaped my attention that you also get quite uncomfortable around him, hence our research. However, it may delight you to know that Roman looked a tad jealous-"

          "You really think he looked jealous?" Virgil interrupts.

          "Well, yes. Did you not see his face when I tried to act suave?" I respond, puffing out my chest, knowing I did something emotion based lifeforms would do.

          I don't know why, but when Virgil busted out in laughter, I couldn't help but notice how nice his smile was. He never does smile genuinely.

          After he settles down, he lightly grabs my wrist, and has me follow him into my study, his signal to me to say he's ready.

          "Today, we're testing the reactions our bodies may have due to skin to skin contact, however due to some reading I've done, this may not be viable if we don't find each other physically attractive." I say, wanting him to understand what I'm asking, without having to ask.

          "Are you asking me if I find you attractive Logan?" Virl questions, to which I just nod. "Well, yea, I guess. I mean, you're definitely not ugly."

          For a moment, I just stare at him. I never thought about whether or not I found Virgil attractive or not, but I suppose there was something, what's the word, erotic, about him. I look at my notes before deciding what to do, definitely noticing my silence was making Virgil uncomfortable. Shooting him a look I was hoping was "sexy" I begin to unbutton my shirt while approaching him.

          "Well Virgil, I'm glad to hear that. Now let's see how comfortable we are with skin contact before proceeding." I try to make my voice sultry, going for an aroused effect.

          I could tell Virgil got what I was trying to do, as I saw when his mask was put up. It wasn't until now that I realized that he was in shorts, as he began to slowly strip off his shirt. Trying to do something new, I go to lightly touch his thighs, stopping and looking when I don't feel smooth skin. Across his thighs were white lines, some more reddish-pink.

          "Virgil? What happened to your legs?" I ask, already knowing the answer. I see Virgil's chest begin to heave, the beginning of his panic attack. A knock on the door breaks whatever illusion may have begun, I let the door swing open.

          "Is everything okay in here kiddos?" I hear Patton ask, knowing that the scene before him may look strange.

          "Well," I adjust my glasses, feeling uncomfortable, "we were testing how the our bodies would react when we were out of our comfort zones of clothing around each other, obviously this is as much as I am comfortable with, but Virgil decided that he wanted to push his boundaries and..." I trail off, knowing Patton could understand.

          Seeing that Patton may not be comprehending what I was saying, I grab his wrist and drag him towards Virgil. I tap his knees, noticing that he has sunk to the floor, and I feel my heart stutter when Patton gasps in horror. It's silent for a bit.

          "Why?" Patton whispers, almost disbelieving. I immediately notice Virgil's change in body language.

          "Why?" Virgil spits out, "Because these are from when you all ignore me for days on end and then get borderline angry whenever I show up. Logic and Prince have always thinly veiled their disgust with me, which obviously isn't going to go away anytime soon, and for the longest time I thought you were just too nice to show me your hatred for my existence, since all I ever do is hurt Thomas. This is the only way I've ever been able to cope with all of the hatred and disgust thrown at me from you guys, which didn't even begin to let up until we filmed the video that explained my existence and even then it didn't do much. And now, you guys are going to hate me even more all because I'm a pathetic waste of space with no actual reason to exist!"

          I can't help but feel a tightness in my chest, and I immediately scoop him up, deciding that I needed to make him realize I do not hate him, and drag him to the commons room. Thankfully Roman is already there.

           "What's going on here? Why is Virgil practically naked? Why is Logan dish-" Prince starts off, until he lands on Virgil's face. Thankfully he has the sense to not open his mouth anymore.

          "Patton, I need you to find us all a bonding ritual of some sort, because if Virgil hurts himself again, I'm putting him under watch." I demand. I know I'm taking it to an extreme, but it needs to happen.

          "Okay, give me a couple minutes." Patton says smally, before heading off.

          "Roman, watch after Virgil while I go grab his hoodie." I order, knowing that this may make them both uncomfortable, but I know it needs to happen.

          I walk off, heading for Virgil's room to grab him a couple hoodies, not knowing which one will make him most comfortable.