How to take care of your Virgil

A Treh

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[they're close friends in this one, with Virgil crushing on Roman]

Virgil's pov/

I'm gonna miss Roman so much. I just need to be more chill, but I can't help but feel empty right now, as I stare at my ceiling.

Roman does this every few weeks, he'll go out into imagination because he likes slaying dragon witches for some reason? I don't know, he's gone for days on end and comes back with loads of cuts and bruises.

I'm gonna be worried about him the whole time he's gone, I hardly leave my room until he comes back.

I know it's stupid, but I can't help but thinking about what could go wrong while he's out. Sucks being anxiety, huh?

A knock came from my door, snapping me out of my worried thoughts.

"Who is it?" I asked, not really wanting to speak to anyone right now.

"Your prince in shining armour"

I scoffed, he's so extra sometimes. Yet I smiled and got off of my bed and unlocked the door, letting him in.

He frowned slightly as he looked at me, "you've been crying" he stated.

I raised my hand up to my face.. I'd been crying without even realising it.

"I was listening to 'Welcome to the black parade' before you came in" I lied quickly, not wanting him to think I was weak. But now he thinks I cry while listening to music, great going anx.

"I hope you're starting to feel better. Anyhow, I'm leaving soon so I just thought I'd say goodbye before I head out" he said with a small smile.

I forced a smile back, before getting an idea.

"Wait! Before you leave, can I- um- can I borrow your hoodie? That one you wore yesterday? It smells like you and it's really oversized and fluffy and warm and comfy-" I blurted out, also accidentally admitting that I stole his hoodie last week.

It's so perfect. It's an oversized red hoodie and the inside is so fluffy and it's warm and I can always smell his cologne on it and it brings comfort whenever I wear it.. and no matter how much I hate to say this, it makes me feel safe.

"Of course, my dark prince" he replied, leaving my room, to his room, I'm guessing.

I'm so glad I had so much makeup on, it always hides my blush whenever princey calls me nicknames. I know he means nothing by them, he's the romantic side, he flirts with basically everyone. Except Logan and Patton since they're dating.. and Thomas because that'd be weird.. plus, he hardly ever talks to Dee and Remus, but I'm sure he would flirt with Deceit if they actually talked more frequently.

He returned a few minutes with the hoodie and handed it to me. I smiled, mumbling a thanks and taking the hoodie off of him and hugging it tightly.

Ro let out a small chuckle upon seeing me literally fangirl over his hoodie, "keep it if you want, I have others."

"But then it won't smell like you" i mumbled, hoping that he wouldn't hear it.

He heard it.

"If it stops smelling like me, then I'll wear it for a while before giving it back, alright?"

I looked down at the floor and nodded quickly.

I hated people seeing me this desperate, it's just whenever Roman was leaving or wasn't here, it just didn't feel right..

Before I realised it, Roman was wrapping his arms around me and I flinched at the touch, before leaning into his touch and hugging him back.

This is nice.

It was over too soon for my liking, he was pulling away and turning to leave for the door.

"See ya round, princey" I said, trying not to sound weak.

He can't know how much this hurts. I can't ruin his happiness, I'd be such a terrible person.

I watched him exit my room, closing the door behind him and flashing me his signature, perfect smile.

Why was I so helplessly in love with a fucking god?

He's way too perfect for me, he'll only see me as a friend..

{time skip brought to you by an infinitesimal mistake}

It'd been four days. Four days since I've slept. Four days since I've eaten. Four days since I've left my room.

FOUR FUCKING DAYS, GOD DAMMIT ROMAN'S NOT BACK.

I'm fine, be more chill, Virgil. I'll be alright, Roman will be alright. He's used to this, you're just being clingy.

I heard a knock at my door,
"Son, I brought you breakfast"

Ah, so it's morning right now... so it's been five days, I think.

"Call me son one more time-" I mumbled, half heartedly.

After a few moments, Patton left, leaving the food by my door and not understanding my reference.. Roman would, he loves musicals.

Ugh I need to stop thinking about him so much, it's gonna be the death of me one day. (Don't come @ me Microsoft nerd. I have the power of god and anime on my side. IM GONNA SAY GONNA)

Sighing, I reached for my laptop and opened up YouTube, finding some bootlegs to watch for the next few hours.

A few bootlegs later, I was laying in bed with my thoughts surrounding me.

I was curled up in princey's hoodie, it felt as though it was protecting me from the world. Cliché, I know.

I wonder when he'll come back, or how many cuts he'll have, or how many stories he'll have to tell me, or if I'll finally talk to him about my feelings n shit..

If he even comes back this time that is..

[a/n:
Me: *writes something depressing*
The comment section: mood. Omg this is me. Relatable.

Lmao I stan
Word count: 971

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