Sanders Sides Angst

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This is a request from zxXCharlieXxz , hope you'll like it!

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Sentences: "Oh God, you're bleeding." "Don't touch me!"
Hurt: Virgil
Comfort: Roman

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[ T R I G G E R W A R N I N G ]
Swe*ring(?), s*lf h*rm

Roman had to notice the bandages on Virgil's arms, but he was too scared to say anything about it, scared that Virgil might think he was spying on him, while in reality he was just really concerned about him.

Roman was on his way to his room to practice for a play he's in, when he came across Virgil's room, he heard some silent sobbing coming through the door. Roman decided that this was enough, he was going to check on the emo nightmare.

Now Roman wasn't quite a knocker, he normally just bursted through the door, but this time he silently opened the door, what was behind it was more shocking than Roman had prepared himself for.

A single blade, covered in a red liquid, glistered in the light that was coming out of the hallway, Virgil just stood there wide eyed, tears still running down his face, he must've dropped the blade when Roman came in the room.

Roman quickly walked up to Virgil and grabbed his arm, those were definitely fresh cuts. "Oh god. You're bleeding." Virgil pulled his arm away and walked a few steps away from Roman and he looked furious.

"Don't touch me!" Virgil said, Roman was quiet shocked, Virgil never had been this angry at him before. There was only one soft word Roman could bring out, normally too silent to hear, but Virgil was an excellent listener. "Virgil..."

Virgil suddenly started started sobbing really hard, Roman wasn't quite sure what to do at first, but than he slowly started walking up to Virgil, since he didn't back off, Roman pulled this so fragile boy in a hug. "It's alright Verge, I'm here."

Virgil grabbed the back of Roman's shirt tight, afraid to let go. This time Roman didn't mind getting his clothes dirty. "R-Roman I'm s-so sorry," Virgil sobbed in his shoulder, "can y-you please help m-me?"

Virgil's voice got weaker and weaker with every word that he said, so Roman shushed him, Virgil needed to save the energy he had left after all that crying. "We'll clean up that wound and after that you go to sleep, alright?"

In response, Virgil just nodded. Of course Roman always dreamed of being the knight on the white bourse in the shining armor, not like this. But if this was the way he could help his friend, than he would gladly do this.

"Now," Roman said while tucking Virgil into his bed, "you're going to sleep for a long time, and when you wake up we're going to talk for a while is that alright with you?" Virgil, already with his eyes closed, just nodded.

Roman stood up, wondering how he could remove the blood from his shirt. "Oh yes before I forget it and you're already sleeping, should I tell anyone how you're doing? I'll make sure they won't be mad at you and or waking you up."

Virgil murmured a small "yes." and for Roman that was enough, he left Virgils room, giving him his space. And when Virgil would wake up again, Roman would be there to help him.

Virgil's version of the knight on the white horse and in the shining armor would be there.