Not Anymore

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Virgil's POV

I hate this.

Feeling like this, for no real reason. I could just be casually sat in my room, feeling fine, and then suddenly a wave of... awful just comes over me and if I don't let it out it'll force its way out. I just wished I was in my room this time.

It was my turn to do the dishes after dinner. Roman offered to help, which, was a little weird, but Im not complaining.

I was scrubbing a plate when it hit me. I froze up and leaned over the sink. Oh god. I can't show this in front of Roman, right? Nobody's supposed to know. I don't want their pity. I'm tired of pity.

This is what happens when I'm not the one making Thomas anxious.

Tears were slipping down my cheeks unwillingly as I heard someone softly call my name, "Virgil?"

I tensed up.
"Are you okay?" Roman asked. Without turning around, I answered,
"I'm fine."  ...Stupid uneven voice.

I heard him pause before getting closer to me. Shit.

I started to scrub the plate again, but my hands were visibly shaking, and I couldn't feel them too well. A hand was placed on my shoulder, making me flinch, "Virgil..." he took my other shoulder and turned me around. My eyes were probably bloodshot red from squeezing them shut.

He looked at me with wide, concerned eyes, "What's wrong?"
I looked down and shook my head, "I'm fine." I tried to turn back to the sink, but his hands were still steady on my shoulders. He lifted one up, placed it under my chin, and lifted my head up to his. He frowned, and for some reason, that made me feel guilty.

"Just leave me alone." I quickly mumbled as I forcefully turned away and started walking away. Someone grabbed my hand though, holding me back, "Virgil, please don't tell me you're about to go cry all alone in your room..."

The tears started escaping faster, "...hasn't failed me so far." I croaked, struggling against his grip. He suddenly pulled me over to him and wrapped his arms around me, my head burried in his chest.

"Not anymore." He said simply. This made me break down more, but he kept hugging me close to him. I'd be a liar if I said it wasn't nice. He was warm.

We stayed there until I'd gotten my composure. He pulled be back from him and looked me in the eyes with a soft, caring look.

"Not anymore."

I simply nodded.

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Hey all, Riv here. This one was nice and snuggly, I could go for a prince hug right now. Also, I wanna write more one shots where theyre all kind of interacting with each other, so feel free to leave requests!! If I like them, I'll write them!! ♡♡

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