A special kind of self-care

Thomas x Virgil

Warning: sexual content / bad language / hair pulling / praise kink

Thomas lay in his bed alone; it was late but he couldn't sleep, he was nervous about what was going to happen with him and the sides. Sure, the sex he had with Logan was great, and well received but what about the rest, what about Virgil.

His heart started to race as he continued to think of his anxiety. He sweated over all the possibilities, every worst-case scenario.

Virgil sighed and rose up in Thomas's room, sensing how anxious he was, wanting to help but not knowing how. He just stood by the door. "Breathe Thomas, it's fine... Janus said they all liked me like this to a certain extent." He tried to calm himself but it clearly wasn't working.

Virgil walked over to the bed, sitting cross-legged at the end of it. Looking directly at Thomas "Thomas? Everything ok?"

Thomas looked at Virgil and sat up against his headboard, continuing his breathing exercises to calm his nerves that spiked when Virgil came up. "H-hey Virge... I just got stuff on my mind."

"Like what exactly? And what did Janus do, I heard you say something about him." Virgil asked, worry starting to show in his eyes. Even though he usually didn't show it he did really care about Thomas.

Thomas let out a long exhale, and brushed his hair back. "W-well it's umm- Janus gave me another lecture on self-care, and it involved having a sexual relationship with... everyone... he said y-you guys all kinda liked me that way."

Virgil went silent, his face turned a deep shade of red. "O-oh uhm... I guess that's true...we do all... like you, but I only know how I feel- I'll shut up now."

Thomas sighed with relief "Wait- no don't shut up Virgil, that helps, I've been stressing about how you'd react to this kinda thing."

Virgil looked at Thomas, curiously "Do you like us?"

"Yeah, I do... I'm getting used to it still, self-love and self-acceptance has never been the easiest for us but I love all of you." Thomas smiled at Virgil, his own cheeks bright pink.

Virgil scooted closer to Thomas, smiling at him, "...anything you wanna do to calm down?"

"We could try some stuff out if you want to, it's just- I'm not tired because of the nerves and adrenaline so... do you have anything you're into?" Thomas asked back biting his bottom lip.

"U-uhm... hair pulling, I guess... and praise." Virgil mumbled, looking down at the sheets. Slightly embarrassed from saying that out loud and to his crush of all people.

"That's not what I was expecting but yeah, we can try to do this, so long as you're comfortable" Thomas leaned in closer to Virgil.

"Just- please don't be too rough. I've never really done anything like this before." Virgil looked back to Thomas.

"Sure, Virge you wanna prepare a safe word or..." Thomas offered Virgil; if they were going to do some like this, he knew it would help Virgil to know they could stop at any point if he felt uncomfortable.

"R-red..that's the safe word.." Virgil let Thomas know; it was a quick simple word, red meant stop universally, Virgil doubted Thomas would forget it.

"Okay..." Thomas started to lean in to kiss Virgil, just pecking his anxiety and pulling away to see how he felt about it.

Virgil was stunned for a moment before moving closer to Thomas. Kissing him, just as quick in return to test the waters himself. "... I love you. I know it doesn't seem like it, but I do"

Thomas smiled and pushed the hair out of Virgil's face holding it, not pulling it yet. "I know Virge, honestly you're kinda hot when you play the bad boy."