TW: s/lf-harm (c/tting), panic attack, blood/blood loss
🖤Chapter 7: Worry-
Morality worries for a certain side.
Third Person POV:
Virgil cut until he saw blood engulf his arm.
"I'm so weak," he told himself, "Cutting just cause a small panic attack..."
To him, this was a small panic attack. This was only him absorbing Thomas' negative emotions- and his own to add on to it.
Only Thomas'.
Not Patton's, not Logan's, not Roman's.
Just Thomas' negative emotions, and his own.
A small panic attack.
Just a small panic attack.
And yet, it was horrible. He counted the amount of new marks that he just added, which would also eventually scar.
One cut.
Two cuts.
Three cuts.
Virgil watched blood oozing out of the new red lines.
Four.
Five.
Six.
"I'm so weak..." his voice cracked as he repeated the words he said earlier.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
He surprisingly didn't faint from all the blood loss like normally, so Virgil just stared at the blood washing away in the water.
Virgil slept, drowsy from all the blood. Tear marks dried on his cheeks, to bothered to wipe them away. It wasn't like someone was going to check up on him.
He felt so weak, cutting when it was only the afternoon.
Patton/Morality's POV:
Its been about one hour since I washed dishes, being around 11 AM.
Since nothing exciting was happening today, all of us each took a simple check every hour.
Well, all of us except Anxiety. I honestly didn't see him at all after breakfast. Sure, he usually stayed in his room all day, but this time, he actually went out for breakfast. I would have at least hoped he would hang around us some more. I just wished he'd get along with the others more, or at least opened up to me.
Anxiety was a kept person. I knew he had some troubles he didn't tell the rest of us, but I only wanted to help him- even if he didn't want me too. I usually ignored it though, just hoping everything was fine.
The more I thought about Anxiety, the more worried I got. Maybe I could check on him?
Yeah, I'm definitely checking on him—
But then a loud yell changed my plans.
I ran toward- what sounded like Roman's yell- which apparently came from the control room.
Did something happen to Thomas? What if it was Logan? Or Roman? What if it was Anxiety?!
My protective dad instincts came in when I arrived at the control room. I stared at the screen to see Thomas' vision blurry and shaky. I saw Roman and Logan sinking out into the real world, and I immediately joined them.
Thomas was having a panic attack.
"Thomas, Thomas! Can I touch you?" I asked the crouching figure on the couch, rushing over to him. I saw him shake his head, only slightly. He whimpered and shook in my arms as I hugged him, rocking back and forth. I spotted Logan and Roman out of the corner if my eye, concerned faces plastered on both their faces. I kept rocking back and forth, muttering words of encouragement and pleas for him to match my breathing until a sharp inhale came from Thomas- his shaking halting.
"Thomas?" I unwrapped my arms around him. Thomas had wet tears down his cheeks, but they were no longer followed by new ones. "Thomas? Are you okay now?"
"What happened, Thomas?" Roman blurted.
"Y- yeah, I'm go- good now... I don't know- I just-"
"..."
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A/N:
I'm writing an omegaverse Sander Sides AU in my draft but my question is: Is Logan alpha or Patton alpha? If really you think hard about it, both can be omegas and alphas. Sorry guys, I just really need your help with this one.
Logan as Omega & Patton as Alpha
or
Patton as Omega & Logan as Alpha
(Basically who is top and who is bottom)
(I'm not gonna do both of them as betas 'cause I already have a pair of betas in the story)
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