Supernatural roommates

Wings pt.1

Tw: mentions of depression and being suicidal
Patton's POV:
We learned a lot yesterday. I might be selfish for thinking this...but I wished we had learned more. We learned about his kind, not him. The only thing we learned about him in that whole conversation was that he was suicidal. I hope he isn't still. It took a lot to tell us that. He avoided eye contact the whole time.

I can't even imagine how it would be when we learn about him. It's clear that he's been through some stuff. I think that it has something to do with his old home life. We've been living together for a while now, and he never talked about his home life before. Logan, Roman, and I all talked about our home lives. Logan only talks about his mom so I assume his dad isn't in the picture.

But Virgil, the only thing we know about his is that he doesn't have a mom. And he wasn't even the one that told us. He told Roman and Roman told us when Virgil gave him the permission too. I can't imagine a life without my mom and he's basically never met his. Him having depression makes sense with that though. He didn't tell me this himself, so I might be wrong but...

I feel how sad he is. Sometimes he doesn't feel anything at all. I got worried and curious so I did some research. Upon that research I met someone with depression. They felt extremely similar to how Virgil feels. It wasn't exactly the same, but I wouldn't expect it to. I read up on depression and it isn't the same for everyone. I'm 70% sure that he does have it, but I can't know for certain without asking him.

He most likely won't tell me the truth. And even if he did how exactly do I bring it up in conversation? I don't want to bring something up that he would rather forget. I read that people with it could have had something bad happen to them. But they could also have it when they had a happy life. I hope that if I'm right, that he's one of the people that have it but had a happy life. I could tell that he wasn't though.

I'm here for him, no matter what. But I don't know if he knows that. I want him to know that. I want all of them to know that I'm there for them. But Logan and Roman aren't home right now. And I'm trying to find the right way to tell Virgil. Just as I was about to plop down on my bed to think more, I felt a sudden panic. I knew it was Virgil and the scream that escaped his room made me run to him.

When I got to his door I couldn't get in, it was locked. I knocked on his door and asked, "what's wrong?" It took a while but he responded with "nothing." I sighed and said, "I know it isn't nothing." There was a pause. I herd a sigh from his side of the door. "Your right..." he trailed off. "You could tell me. I won't judge you if that's what your afraid of." I told him.

"I-it's just that I was stupid an-" he started but I cut him off. "You aren't stupid!" "...thanks but in this case I was. I know I have to stretch my wings everyday or else they're going to hurt. I forgot to do it yesterday." He replied. That's right! He has wings! "That doesn't make you stupid" I told him. "My pain says otherwise." He responded.

"Does it really hurt that bad?" I asked him. "Your putting a part of your body where it doesn't belong. Sure you could fold it in a way where it's comfortable for an hour, but it always gets uncomfortable. In other words, yes. It does hurt that bad" he answered. "Is there anyway to get rid of the pain?" I questioned. "I don't know...I've never tried to..." he quietly responded. I thought for a bit...

I want to help him. I would help him in a heartbeat...but this is about his wings. He said that seeing them is a big step in trust. The only thing that comes to mind that could help is a massage. If seeing them is a big step...what is touching them? "The only thing I could think of is a massage" I said honestly. "...I can't reach my wings..." he told me timidly. "I-...I could help if you want..." I quietly told him.

"...I do trust you, don't think that I don't...but-" he trailed off. It was quite then it hit me. I've never seen him without his jacket...he must be insecure. I want to help him but I don't want to make him uncomfortable. "Oh...do you have a long sleeve and scissors?" I asked. "...Ya..." he answered. "If your not comfortable without a shirt then cut holes behind the long sleeve for your wings. That way I could help you and your comfortable!"

"...you don't have to do this" he said as there was shuffling around. "I know...I want to!" I replied. After a little while there was a click and Virgil opened the door. "Thanks..." he said as he stepped aside. I walked in and responded with, "your welcome!" We both sat on his bed with his back to me. His wings were beautiful. I softly touched them but he tensed up so I pulled away. He relaxed a little bit.

"Sorry...it's just that no ones ever touched them." He admitted. "It's ok...can I?" I asked. He nodded so I touched his wings again. They were the softest things I have ever felt! I went on to massaging them. Sometimes he winced but told me to continue, so I did. After an hour he stoped wincing telling me that it worked. I let go as he moved them around. "Thank you" he said again.

"No problem...so you trust all of us right?" I asked. He gave me a confused look but nodded. "Great because you shouldn't do that all the time if it hurts that bad and I want to watch a movie with you!" I said. He smiled lightly and nodded. "Come on!" I said as I ran to the living room. He followed me and we set everything up. We weren't even finished with the movie when we herd a gasp.