Warning:
- Self Depreciation
- Detailed Make-Out Session
- Mentions of minor self harm (nothing too graphic, very little blood, and no blades or anything of the nature)
- Mentions of panic attacks
- Swearing___________________
Nobody knew what had initiated this behaviour from Patton, but lately, the moral trait had been isolating himself in his room for most hours of the day.
Everybody knew that Patton had a bad habit of hiding and suppressing his feelings and covering them up with bright smiles and sporadic puns and jokes. Hell, even Patton was self-aware of his own distressing actions and coping mechanisms. Despite him trying his very best, you could still see the pain behind his smile, lies and falsehoods. You could see his irises swirl with pain and agony just begging for something to be set free from its confines, but as long as Patton's in control, those confines can't be broken.
Well, that is until Logan finally gets to him.
Even before they were a couple, Logan had always, without fail, been the one to make him crack. Make him spill the truth through hoards of sobs and tears, fogging up his glasses and allowing Logan to take care of the aftercare like the nerd always insists.
But, presumably to just avoid those nasty manipulative coverups altogether, Patton's locking himself in his room to avoid conversation, and to avoid the topic that everyone was most definitely itching to ask.
The one who couldn't be any more worried, though, was his boyfriend. Ever since Patton stopped socializing and started isolating, Logan had become extremely lonely incredibly quickly. He had even started to experience things he had never before— panic attacks. Of course, Virgil was the best candidate to assist him with his issue, and in those moments he realized how grateful he actually is that Virgil is even an entity in Thomas's mind. An aspect of his personality.
During Logan's first ever panic attack, Virgil was there from start to finish and was incredibly patient with him, seeing as Virgil is no stranger to the idea of involuntary bursts of superlative anxiety.
Logan began to develop thoughts of self doubt and his self esteem and confidence skyrocketed in a downwards spiral. He started to worry that Patton didn't love him anymore, and that he just can't stand Logan's ramblings anymore. He started to believe that Patton wanted to break up.
The intelligent facet had also begun to lose sleep and ultimately became weaker in a short span of time- maybe about a week. It was lonely without Patton to cuddle into and wrap his arms around, and just completely submerge himself in the comfort and warmth that Patton's presence radiated. He found it very difficult to get any sleep without it. He missed the way their legs tangled together and became sore from the position when they woke up in the morning. He missed Patton begging to stay in bed for longer just so that he doesn't need to leave Logan's warmth and comforting arms.
He even cried- hard. Often, he would cry so hard that his face was flushed with the tint of his own blood and he was choking over his own violent sobs. However, despite all of that hassle, Patton still wasn't aware of Logan's anguish and misery of being stripped of the physical presence of his beloved boyfriend.
However, today, Logan was changing that. He couldn't handle this psychological torture any longer. He wanted to see his boyfriend again. Wait, no, scratch that, he needed to see his boyfriend again. The lack of Patton was the equivalent to just straight up having half of his body sliced off, and he doesn't mean that metaphorically. He was so fucking in love with this boy that he might as well have half of his body sliced off since it would feel like equivalent situations.
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