Lies and Dysphoria

Chapter 5-- mistake

With tears flowing down his cheeks, Virgil viciously scrubbed at the pillow. He was so disappointed and angry at his stupid female body for playing up like that. But he was also angry at himself, for making the decision to join the others that night. He had fun, yes, but he didn't know how he would be able to face anyone again. Especially Patton.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, the more he scrubbed and scrubbed at the fabric. Desperate to get every tiny little spot he could see off Roman's pillow. It was soaking wet because Virgil had dunked it in the cold water over and over again, not realising that it was spreading the stain because the water now had a tint of red in it.

Suddenly, there came a soft knocking at the door.

"Kiddo, are you okay?" Came the soft voice of Patton. You could tell he had been crying from the slight shakiness in his voice.

When Virgil didn't answer, Patton opened the door and walked into Anxiety's room. It was a mess. Clothes thrown everywhere, bedding shoved to one side of his bed and draws and boxes had been left open. Like Virgil was searching for something.

Patton looked around almost desperately for Virgil, when he saw the bathroom light on and heard faint sobs.

For a few minutes, Virgil didn't see the father figure standing in the doorway. He was too busy brainstorming on how to tell Roman that his pillow was ruined.

After about 10 mins of standing in the doorway and hearing Virgil mutter to himself a couple of times. Patton gave in.
"Virgil, are you okay kiddo?" He said softly. Walking over to place a hand on his 'sons' shoulder.

The darker counterpart jumped at the touch and wiped away his tears like a knee jerk reaction.
"I...im fine p..Patton." he said.

"Your not fine kiddo trust me, i know when my best friends are sad."
Patton looked at the bathtub full of water and blood, sighed, and took the piece of old cloth and pillow from Virgil's hands and placed them on the side. He then proceeded to spin Virgil so he was facing him and pull him into a deep hug.

The two stood in Virgil's bathroom In an embrace for quite some time, both men sobbing into each others shoulders, until finally Virgil broke away.
He felt so sorry that Patton had to see him like this. His eyeshadow running down his cheeks racing his tears, blood on his hands and staining most of the bathroom from a panic attack, he was barely standing he was so worked up.

"Im so sorry Pat"

"For what kiddo you have done nothing wrong!" Pat replied, softly

They stood in silence for a few moments, only to be broken by Virgil's voice,
"Aren't you going to ask me questions?" He said, hastily

"Not if you're uncomfortable, I don't want to force you do anything you don't want to". Truth be told, Patton did have a lot of questions, starting with where the blood came from, how is Virgil okay? Ect... But he didn't want to upset Virgil just to make himself feel better.

"Pat im gonna admit something.." Virgil said, almost at a whisper

Patton tried not to make his eyes light up, but he couldn't help it.
"Oh?" He asked "what is it?"

Virgil hesitated before he replied " I... I really liked that hug" he said, sheepishly while looking at the floor.