"Virgey, come here, I wanna take a bath" Patton said in his usual bubbly voice,
"I-i dunno Patton-"
"Virgil, now please". Virgil knew there was no point in arguing with him, knowing it would only make him angrier. So Virgil trudged up the stairs, mentally preparing himself for the worst. Whenever Patton wanted to 'have a bath', it meant he was going to be hurt for no reason at all. Patton was full of surprises, sometimes randomly hurting him, other times punishing with a valid point. Virgil entered the bathroom, not seeing Patton but hearing a lock behind him. Before he could turn around, he felt arms wrap around his waist,
"Hey~" Patton whispered almost seductively in his ear,
"U-uh h-hey, what's going o-on?"
"Oh Relax Virgey, you're always so tence," Patton said as they slowly made there way over to the bath,
"Just breathe," Patton said as he forced Virgil head into the water. Virgil struggled in his grasp, but he had too tight a grip on his neck and head. He bought Virgil up for air, pushing him back under a few seconds later,
"You know Virgil, sometimes, I just get fed up with you," he repeated the process,
"Not listening to me, talking back. It's almost like your asking for punishment," Patton said, bringing Virgil up for air once again,
"P-pat, I-im Sorry! I don't mean to s-sound like a b-bratt, jus-just please not again!" Virgil begged in between a mix of sobs, gasps and coughs,
"Whatever you say, Virgil," Patton said before putting him under one last time, pulling him up and wrapping him in a towel, sitting by the fire and going to sleep.
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Sanders Sides Whumpshots
FanfictionI write every unsympathetic side so leave requests if you'd like! This was heavily inspired by @etherealsanity. Cover pic from pinterest, credit to whoever took the picture lol. Ft. the shitty capcut fonts. Major warnings for abuse, gore, swearing...
