Chapter 3 - Feelings.

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(Warnings: Panic attack, voices of hate in head.)

(Listen to this song when Virgil's panic attack starts and keep reading.)

Virgil's P.O.V

I flew on the spot in shock. Roman was just standing there jaw on the floor. Cautiously, I flew over to him. I normally would have flown away, but I couldn't risk Roman running off and telling everyone. When I got to the cliff I folded my wings around my shirt and put on my jumper. Suddenly, my emotions kicked in. I sunk to my knees, bottom lip quivering. 

"I-i-im s-s-sorry" I whispered. The voices in my head started to scream at me.

"YOU'RE A FREAK, STUPID, HE WILL TELL EVERYONE, IDIOT, HE WILL HOLD YOU DOWN AND CUT THEM OFF, NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE YOU."

"S-s-stop t-them" I mutter weakly. Them my panic attack started. I clutched my head, trying to get the voices out.

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I scream. I curl up into the fetal position, all thoughts of Roman gone. Tears stream down my face as I start to shake violently. I can't breath. I. Need. Air. I'm shaking really hard now, clutching my stomach and my head. Black dots appear in my vision. The voices are getting louder. Screaming.

"STUPID, IDIOT, WEAK, PITIFUL."

They start to overlap each other, my head is pounding.

Suddenly I notice a hand on my shoulder, and a voice bringing me back. 

"Virgil, virgil breathe with me ok? In, Out. Good. In, 1234. Hold, 1234567. Out, 12345678."

After a while I can talk relatively well though my hands are still shaking, like they do whenever in anxious, so basically all the time unless i'm flying, playing the piano, singing or drawing. 

"You- you don't hate me? A pitiful, stupid, freak like me?

Roman tilts my head up with his hand and I I look into his eyes. Oh god those eyes. They twinkle with something that I feel. What is it? I push it aside for now. 

"I could never hate you. You are none of those things. Virgil, I- I think i'm in love with you."

Suddenly I know what that feeling was.

I am in love. With Roman. Hopelessly.

"But-t no, you can't be"

"You don't love me back?" Roman looked broken.

"No! I love you but- you can't love me. No one loves me."

He tilts my head up once more. Those eyes. Oh. My. God. Those eyes.

"But I do. Now and Forever."

(Time skip to a few weeks later. Roman loves Virgil's wings, and Virgil. AND they are dating. UwU. Patton and Logan are dating but no one knows.)

Roman's P.O.V

Virgil and I are in my room watching disney movies. Sitting apart. Our relationship has been like this. Him being anxiety he's not really interested in this kind of thing. I will kiss him on the cheek, then he will get flustered and start stammering, then I smile like it was a wicked thing to do. I craved it. I just wanted him to be on my lap, leaning against me falling asleep. I didn't just want it, I needed it. I was the romantic side after all. 

I thought I would be asking to much and pushing it if I asked for things to be more intimate. I sighed. The most we did was hold hands from time to time. (Btw, Thomas had a mindspace change. All the minor sides are now on the floor below and it's now the 4 rooms + kitchen + Living room) 

Virgil's P.O.V

During the movie I looked over at Roman 1000 times. I really wanted to just kiss him. I wanted- no- needed to be more romantic, but I was way too anxious to ask. I thought I would be asking to much. I really just wanted to hug him or right now, I wanted him to run his fingers through my hair and massage my head like he did when he thought I had fallen asleep next to him. I wanted to snuggle up to him and fall asleep in his arms. I didn't want him to feel pressured into something into something he didn't want to do, didn't want to break up, so I held my tongue.

 Eventually, I pretended I was asleep and rested my head on his shoulder, something I would never do when I was 'awake'. Soon the familiar feeling of his fingers running through my hair. I smiled slightly, then drifted off to sleep.

Roman's P.O.V

After about half an hour after I had started running my fingers through Vigil's hair, the movie ended. I wanted Virgil to stay the night, but he would get all anxious and studdery in the morning if he woke up in my bed. I carried him to his room. I no longer had to  follow him around as when we moved upstairs Virgil's bullying problem was fixed. I spent every moment I could with him. I set him down on his bed, and his face instantly frowned as if already missing my warm bed. I tucked him in and left and contemplated how to fix our intimacy problems.

 I didn't think they would be fixed like they did.

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Hi all!

Sorry for another cliffhanger.I couldn't resist (Devil emoji). Hope you enjoyed, sorry it's a bit on the short side, didn't have as much time as I thought I would. Ok im finished! Also the glee soundtrack on spotify is bae.

Bye!

-Gemoftheworld

Word count: 886

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