Virgil jolted awake, his surroundings dark as always, and a heavy feeling in his chest.
He frantically looked around, scared eyes searching for the frame of a sleeping prince.
No one was next to him, his bed cold and so uninviting. He stood from it, pacing around the room.
Virgil was about to yank open the door and run to Roman's arms when his gaze fell upon a coffee cup.
His brows furrowed with confusion. He didn't drank coffee last night... then everything hit him at once.
It was like the beginning, nothing had happened. He hadn't quite slept for the last week, he knew what that meant... hallucinations. Everything that he could swear had lived with Roman wasn't truly there, it was all a fantasy of his sleep deprived mind.
Virgil felt the world spin and his head get light, very light. He couldn't breath and his heart hammered on his chest.
He screamed but there was no sound, after that, everything was pitch black and pain.
THE END
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The Run and Go || prinxiety
FanfictionRoman cares deeply for Virgil. He wants to keep him safe, but he'll have to fight things more dangerous than dragon-witches to accomplish this.
