⚠ cursing, mention of self-harm, described self-harm ⚠
~Third Person POV~
Logan walked downstairs to make some coffee, and Virgil was sitting on the counter. He looked at Logan and noticed his expression.
"Woah, Lo, are you okay? You're kinda.. Glossy-eyed." He says, pausing his music. Logan looks at him. "Oh, I'm alright, Virgil. Just.. Had a conversation with Patton, is all."
"Oh? What happened?" Virgil asks. "Well... He kind of... Got overly emotional, is all. He and I um.. Had a discussion with elevated voice tones." Logan responds, pouring his coffee in his cup. Virgil looks at him.
"So... You and dad fought with each other." He concludes. Logan sighs. "I just.. It's fine, Virgil-"
"Well, parents do sometimes fight." Deceit says, leaning on the counter. "What?" Virgil and Logan say in unison. "Oh, come on, Logan; are you really that dense?"
"I am not 'dense', as you put it; I am very intelligent." Logan defends. "Sure, just not with emotions or other people. Well, I'll be off, then. Ta-ta~"
Logan sighs. "Honestly, I don't understand him. Do you, Virgil?" he asks, but Virgil didn't give his expected reaction. Virgil fidgets somewhat awkwardly, catching Logan slightly off guard. "Do you?" He repeats, more curiously this time.
"I mean... It is kinda obvious, Lo. But, I don't really wanna get into this conversation right now.. Sooo..."
"No, please! If it's about Patton I need to know!" Logan says desperately. Virgil looks at him with an expression between shock and worry.
"Lo... Alright fine, but... You didn't hear it from me, okay?" he says, to which Logan nods a little.
"Patton loves you, Logan... And I'm starting to think you love him too."
~Logan's POV~
"L-loves me? How do you mean..?" I ask, though I'm sure I already know the answer. This was confirmed with the look Virgil gave me.
Why do I feel so... Different now? Me in love with Patton... Am I? Is it even possible for me to feel such emotions..?
"Lo...?" I hear Virgil say quietly. "O-oh, sorry.. Yes, Virgil?" I responded. "You went quiet for a bit, a-are you okay..?" he asks.
"Never better.. I-if you'll excuse me.." I say, heading to my room.
I went to my room and sighed. Am I in love with Patton? I don't even know the first thing about love...
I could make a list, but that would be.. Too much.
~Virgil's POV~
I'm worried about both Logan and Patton. Logan's in love with Patton and doesn't even know it, and Patton...
"Hey kiddo." He says, startling me a bit. He didn't sound as happy as normal.. He was barely even smiling...
He's also wearing his hoodie Logan gave him.. That's.. That's a huge red flag! With the way he's been acting, what if he-
"Virgil, are you okay?" Patton says. "Your voice is so hollow, Pat..." I say, unknowingly and unwillingly out loud. I only knew I said it because of Patton's facial expression.
He looked slightly taken aback. "E-excuse me..?" he says, frowning a little. "I-.. You seem upset Patton..."
Pattons face went blank for a moment, almost numb actually, before forcing a smile. Trust me, it was fake.
"I'm fine, kiddo!"
I excuse myself to my room. I started crying. I'm so worried about him, I-
"Ah, Patton's wearing something different today. You think he took my advice~?" I hear Remus say.
"What?! Get the fuck out of here!! If I find out he cut himself or something because of you, I'll fucking kill you!!"
Remus just laughs in that way of his. "Such a hypocrite, Virgil~ worried about Patton and telling him not to harm himself when you do it on a daily basis? I mean,"
I frown a little and look to the side for a moment as he continues. "If anything, I know everything about it from you, emo~ ah well, you do you. Oh, and if you kill me, do it in a kinky way, m'kay? Byeeee~!" he says before disappearing.
I look down at my arms covered eternally by my jacket. He's right, they're scratched, cut, and scarred... But that's exactly why I'm telling Patton not to! I don't want him to end up like me...
~Patton's POV~
Virgil's worried, Logan's worried... I sigh quietly as I walk to the kitchen. I'm not used to long sleeves; they're hot and I want to take off the hoodie but... I can't...
There was something... Satisfying about doing that. The feeling, it.. Did something to me... I know I shouldn't do it... I know it's bad but... It's nothing too serious! It's not like I was drawing blood..
"What did I tell you?" I hear someone say behind me. It was Deceit, but his voice was softer as if he was concerned..
I stared at him for a moment, not knowing quite what to say. "I don't know what you mean, De. I'm fine!" I say, smiling at him.
He closes his eyes and sighs sadly. "You've got your mind tricked into believing what your mouth is saying..
"Patton, look at you... You look way less happy, you're obviously hurting yourself, you haven't brushed your hair for days, you don't eat properly- Jesus help me Patton, I'm worried about you!! Just because we don't get along doesn't mean I want you dead! You're important to every single one of us, especially Logan! And if you don't tell him what's going on, I'll do it my damn self!!" He says.
"....... Hm. That's what you think, is it De?" I say, cooking food. "No, it is what I know, Patton! Even your fucking voice has changed; listen to yourself!"
"Change isn't a bad thing, De." I tell him. "It can be! I'm not dealing with this, I'm telling Logan." he says. "Don't you dare!" I snap at him, but he doesn't seem to care. He glares at me and disappears.
I sigh, hitting my head on the wall and sinking to the floor, forgetting about cooking.
