Contemplating Death
Summary: Virgil starts wondering what will happen to his demonic soulmates when he dies.
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He'd avoided thinking about it. Maybe it had been because of the change in his relationships as well as necessity to reevaluate what's real, but Virgil was six months into being soulmates with Janus and Remus and had avoided thinking about his own mortality and the possible consequences of it until now.
Now when he was working and one of the tasks brought him face to face with a customer who'd lost their soulmate and will to live along with them.
“Logan, that class you learnt about demons in, did it include anything about demons with soulmates?” He asked, wincing at how emotionless his voice sounded. He definitely just made it clear he's close to freaking out.
Logan barely glanced at him before focusing on his screen. “Send me that so I can take it over for you. And no, so far as I'm aware your partners are the first known case of demons having soulmates.”
It had been enough in the moment, forcing Virgil to refocus on their work.
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“You're going to be okay when I die, right? You've got each other and are demons so you'll be okay right? Cause humans aren't always, when they lose their soulmates.” The words burst out of Virgil in a ramble. Janus had just been laughing over how breakable humans are, and how they'd need to keep Virgil safe from it all when his worries bubbled over.
Silence fell as Janus and Remus looked from him to each other, stunned and clearly trying to think of how to reply.
Just too long after Virgil spoke to be smooth, Janus eventually said, “We'll make you immortal long before that can happen, of course. We've just be waiting for you to be ready for us to suggest it.”
“Unlimited time to fuck everything up? Yeah, no thanks, answer my actual question!” Virgil snapped, getting a delighted laugh from Remus almost on reflex as he sobered up a moment later.
“But you could have magic, just a few rituals, no deals required and we get forever together! You could come with me on thefts and climbing places people think are impossible! Could do anything you imagined.” Remus jumped up, body switching shapes as he did. “No one would ever need to recognise you if you didn't want to be.”
Virgil watched them, beginning to scowl, “Do I have to agree to that or you'll destroy each other in grief, tear everything apart? Cause making me live forever is not an offer that makes me less worried.”
“You don't like the idea of rituals then?” Janus asked, ignoring again what Virgil was actually asking, “That's fine. There are potions you could take, or perhaps we could have you bitten by an immortal being.”
“Vampires are fun but we have to destroy them occasionally. Weres are exciting except they tend to get culled if humans pick up on their existence. I guess you'd say zombies still involve you dying.” Remus this time moved between the creatures they could get Virgil turned into and the green rotting skin he picked for the zombie had multiple blankets getting thrown over him.
“Just tell me what will happen to the two of you when I die!” Virgil snarled, forcing both demons to sit down on his bed and thankfully revealing a clear purple skinned Remus as he pulled the blankets off.
Janus shifted to match the colour, a need to emphasise their difference they didn't often feel the need for. “We don't know.” He admitted.
Virgil narrowed his eyes, “Don't know?”
“Demons all have soulmates but I'm the only one to actually try to find mine. I wanted all the dirty messy things humans do with their soulmates but with extra fun cause have you seen what I can do?” Remus bounced up, revealing his legs were no longer human but something that could be described as tentacles if the end was different. “Built in toys to help with the messy times.”
Janus cleared their throat then, getting Virgil to look over at them. “Which means of course that we have no clue how a demon losing their soulmate could be impacted. It's never happened before and as you've said in humans the reaction can be extreme but it can also not be.” They explained.
“great.” Virgil stated, folding him arms and pouting even as his soulmates wrapped themselves around him.
