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Unexpected Suicide {L O G A N}

TW: Suicide, Self Harm, Self Deprecating Thoughts, Abuse (slap, punching self harm scars,) Calling Other Person a Robot, Swearing, Calling a Male 'Princess,' Gay People, My Writing, Attempting To Lie About Feelings, Unsympathetic! Virgil

Edit: Adding a TW

AU: None

Ship: Analogical, backround Royality, backround Demus

Very fluffy beginning, VERY angsty ending

Logan's POV

I had just been summoned by someone into Thomas' living room. "Salutations, how may I assist you?" I calmly asked. "Once again, there he goes! Robot voice and all, he really doesn't feel anything, does he?" Replied Roman with anger.

"Hey!" Said my currently secret boyfriend. "He does feel, I know it!" I smile a little. I feel love for Virgil. I feel sadness inside from every insult from Roman, or disapproving look from Patton, or whenever Virgil and I fight. I feel happiness when my boyfriend lies in my lap and lets me run my fingers through his hair as he talks about his day. I feel a lot.

"Prove it!" Yells Roman. Good thing we aren't filming right now. I look towards Virgil and say, 'May I?' With my eyes. He nods. I walk over to him and put my arm around his waist, pulling his chin up into a kiss. He wraps his arms around my shoulders. Roman gasps, Thomas and Patton squeal.

"Here is your proof, Roman." I say with a smirk after pulling away from the kiss, keeping in a hug with my beautiful, short, emo boyfriend. I'm facing the others and he is facing away from us, but I can tell he is smiling. "Well what if Mr. Nerdy Wolverine is faking it!"

At that remark from Thomas' 'hero,' Virgil pulls away and looks me in the eyes. "Are you faking it?" He asks. "No, princess. I love you." "O-Okay." He says.

Eventually, we have to get back to filming, so I return to my place.

After we have finished, all of us sides return to the mind palace. I stayed in my room working on something for about an hour, before then watching a movie. "So, you two are dating, huh?" I turn and see Roman standing there, his arms crossed. I nod. "Didn't take the robot to be a romantic type." "Hey!" Patton runs in the room. "Don't say that, babe! He isn't a robot." Roman gives Patton a kiss. "Sorry, Pat. But, he acts like one! He only talks using smart people talk, he never has any expression in his voice or actions, and he never seems to care when sad things happen!"

I suddenly feel that pit of sadness grow again, tears in my eyes. Believe it or not, I'm very sensitive to being called a robot. I give a small nod of my head before going to Virgil's room, hoping that we can do an activity together to get my mind off of Roman. I walk in, knowing that we established a small code. If one of us wasn't feeling particularly well, physically or emotionally, don't knock. That way nobody has to talk about it, risking the others hearing.

Once I spot him, he's sitting on his bed. Tear tracks stain his face, his breathing seems to have just calmed from being irregular. Did he have a panic attack? "Princess, are you alright?" I ask. He turns to me and stands up, walking towards me after I shut the door.

"Am I alright?!" He yells. "Does it look like I'm alright?! I stayed in here, panicking, hoping you would come in and help me calm down, but you were too engulfed in your work and whatever movie you were watching to notice! And whatever little conversation you were having with Roman, probably about disney, knowing him! Do you even care?!" I feel the tears regain their place in my eyes as I back up, but he continues walking forward until my back is pressed against the wall. He may be a bit shorter than me, but he is still terrifying when he does this. Yes, he has done it more than once. Me being the cause, not knowing he panicked.