Hello again. Chapter sixty, you guys are ten chapters away from the end. Just a few points to tie in and rough spots to get past. For this chapter it's basically the aftermath of a flashback/panic attack as well as reaching the breaking point for repressed feelings. As always take care of yourselves and thank you for reading!
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"Are you back with me now, Kitten?" Patton asked as his finger carded through the slightly sweaty strands of Virgil's hair.
Virgil didn't really feel very up to talking right now so he just gave a nod as he rested limply against Patton's warm chest, listening to the comforting beats of his heart. He felt horribly, he didn't remember too much of what happened, everything he saw seemed like it was almost recorded through a funny lens, making everything seem strange and frightening. He must have scared Logan away. Logan must be upset with him for becoming like that without any warning. He now could realize the person he'd been so scared of was only Logan, he probably hurt Logan a lot by being so scared of him.
"You feeling okay? You went through a lot today," Patton pointed out.
Virgil gave another silent nod. It wasn't a total truth but he was physically fine and didn't feel as freaked out anymore. Still, he was exhausted, his eyelids were drooping and his mind felt a bit hazy. His body felt a bit hypersensitive but he couldn't decide if that was because of all of the physical contact he'd had today or because he still was slightly anxious. Everything around him seemed too big, he felt so small, he wanted to be covered up in soft blankets where he could hide while someone held him safely.
"Is there anything I can do for you, baby? Anything you want or need?" Patton asked.
Virgil didn't really want to talk but he knew he needed to.
"Clothes aren't comfy," Virgil struggled to say, shocked by the sound of how soft and higher pitched his voice had become.
He felt a bit scared by how difficult that was to say and how strange his voice sounded to him. He didn't know why he still felt so weak and scared, like a trembling child. However Patton's gaze went even softer. He clapped his hands, knowing he could mute that a bit more than a snap, changing Virgil's clothing into a pair of loose shorts and an oversized t-shirt made of a very soft fabric.
"Anything else?"
"B-blanket?"
"Coming right up, Kiddo!"
Patton summoned in a large, fuzzy, bright purple blanket. He wrapped it over Virgil, covering him from head to toe so only his face peaked out. Virgil smiled happily at Patton as he nestled deeper into the blanket.
"Don't you look cozy, my sweet little kitten," Patton chuckled.
"Thank you," Virgil chirped.
"Sorry for scaring you earlier, I was just trying to get you to listen. I knew you'd listen if I thought I was Deceit," Patton apologized, wrapping his arms around Virgil to pull him back against his chest.
"He's scary. You weren't as scary," Virgil replied.
"I'm glad I'm not as scary as him," Patton said, nuzzling the top of Virgil's blanket covered head.
Patton smiled to himself as Virgil let out a happy little mewling sound, before letting out a tired yawn.
"Aww, sounds like somebody needs a nap," Patton chuckled, booping Virgil on the tip of his nose. "Do you want me to stay with you or can I go check on our little Prince and Star?"
Logan and Roman were probably really sad. They needed Patton more than he did.
"I'm okay. You can go," Virgil muttered not looking at Patton as he pouted.

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