⇒𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 『🅣🅡🅐🅝🅢 🅥🅘🅡🅖🅘🅛』

Logan, tell him.

Trigger warning: mention of gender dysphoria, mention of an abusive lover, sexual innuendo/ mention of sexual activities

Virgil P.O.V.

"What happened, kiddo?" Patton! How do I tell him? It would be weird to say it. "L-logan, h-how about y-you tell him!" I say, trying to take the attention from myself, to Logan. "Virgil had a uhm...... problem with his-uh-um stuff." Logan said, embarrassed. "Okay! Thanks, thanks kiddo!" Patton says, in his usual happy tone. Wow! That was awkward! "Sorry, Logan." I apologize. "It's quite alright, Virgil, you just didn't want to share, it's not your fault." He is so nice and understanding. "Th-thanks" "It's really, not a problem, sweetie." He says. "Wh-what did you call me?" "Sweetie." "O-okay!" Danm. I can't beleive he called me 'sweety', that's new. "Hey creepy-cookie! Wanna sleep in my room, tonight?" Roman asked. "Y-yeah." Logan and I both went into his room, we fell asleep cuddling, again.

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I woke up, they were all gone. There sent was faint, but there, they were close, I knew that they had to be in the kitchen. They were, I hugged Logan and we started eating breakfast. "Hey, bean? Do you wanna come with us to the store?" Patton asked, when no-one responded, I figured he was talking to me. "Sure!" I say, my tail swaying back and forth. "Great!" We got ready in our clothes, and shoes. I let Patton choose my clothes. Then I regretted letting him.

We all went to the store, we got some looks when we were all holding hands, but Roman told them off. I was really happy, but it was weird, I'm sure Patton forgot I was trans, because the whole time I wore the skirt, I was really dysphoric. It was hell. "H-hey, Patton? Can you never put me in a skirt again? It adds to my dysphoria." "Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry Virgil!" "It's fine, Pat." "Okay, I am really sorry, though!" "Thank you for being nice, but, it wasn't that bad......"  He just hugged me. "P-patton......you're squishing me...." "S-sorry!" "I-it's f-fine, j-just c-can you let go?" "Yes! Sorry!" He stopped killing me. I lied about it not being bad. It was like I was going through being with Sevi again, he would make me ware dresses all the time. I felt like I was in hell. I can't even bring myself to talk about him without tearing up. He was the worst. He treated me like some-some doll! I wished I was dead when I was with him. He was my boyfriend, but he gave me a collar, he said that he was my master. He wasn't. We was just an abusive bitch! "K-kiddo, are you okay?" "Y-yes." "B-but, k-kiddo, you're crying!" He says. Patton was really........overprotective sometimes. "I-i was just thinking about S-sevi....." "W-why? He will never go near you again!" Patton stated, I started to cry. I hugged him, and cried. "Hey, it's alright let it all out." Patton reassured. He kissed me on the mouth and told me everything was okay. He was so sweet. "I love you." "I love you too, bean." He made sure I was comfortable with him. He was extremely loving, I didn't see how he could like someone like me. He started to cry. He was the best person I ever met, how could he like me? He was the nicest person in the world! It was hard to see him cry like this. "W-why are you crying?" I ask, hoping for the truth. "I'm just so.......happy." "Okay, that's amazing! I love that your happy!" I say, he smiled kindly. He picked me up, and brought me to his room, we fell asleep in his bed. Roman and Logan were in Romans room, I know this because I could hear them.......I am traumatized for life, my poor virgon eyes-or ears! Why right next to Pattons room, he is too innocent! "S-sorry about that, kiddo! Roman really goes at it when he's in it, heh, in it." What the fuck? Did they ruin him? "How do you know that?" I ask, I don't know why, maybe a part of me hoped he was still the same old pat. "W-well-uhm-uh-K-kiddo..........well, Roman and I-uh-uhm we-we got.........intimate." Oh my god! Why did I have to hear this!?! Oh, right! I asked! Why did I ask? "Oh!" Wow, I respond with that? Really! Ugh! "S-sorry for a-asking......" I really hate the thought of sex. It wasn't that it made me feel awkward, it's just, well, when my friends would talk about their sexyal experiences, I would just feel weird, like it shouldn't happen to me. I'm pretty sure there's a word for it. "What's it called when you don't want sex?" I ask like I'm a four year-old. "Oh! That's A-sexual, kiddo!" So I'm A-sexual. Hm. I didn't know that. "Are you A-sexual, kiddo?" He asked. "Y-yeah...." I say, embarrassed. "Oh, that's amazing, kiddo!" He says, he is so supportive! "Thank you!" "No problem, little bean!" I blushed at the name. "I love you, pap-star!" "I love you too, my little bean!" We fall asleep.