#patton moral

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(Seeing how the last post got 500 NOTES AND COUNTING- I’m guessing people liked it sgjkhgosr) (So! More 9 sanders sides au continuing with Patton! Big dad friend who will destroy someone if they so much as look at you wrong. Also big friend gives even bigger dad hugs of course.)

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For The Better

A little something that I thought of while watching some insta edits.

Pairing: Prinxiety, with mentioned Logicality, also platonic Analogical

Summary: After a messy fight that ended with the phrase, “I hate you!”, Virgil resides in his room and remains there for the rest of the day, until Logan decides to to to him. -In Virgil’s point of view ~Human!AU, Roommate!AU

Warnings: Swearing. And a bit of angst..? Tell me if I need to add something!

A/N: This is somewhat, angsty… But nonetheless hope you all enjoy

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“I HATE YOU!!!” The words echoed in my head, circling my brain as if trying, and succeeding on making me remember them.

“It’s okay, I hate me too…” I whispered to myself as I hugged my knees tighter. I had yelled that as my response, ending the conversation before residing back in my room.

I just had to fuck it up didn’t I?

“Virgil? Are you okay?”

Those three words echoed their way into my brain, as tears kept leaking from my eyes, rolling down my cheeks. But I won’t let him see.

“I-” I wanted to lie… Say I’m fine… But I knew that wasn’t gonna do me any good.

I’m not “fine” or “okay” ! The person that I- that I love just said he hates me, so how in fuck’s name will I ever be okay?

“No.” I managed to say though gritted teeth. “I’m not okay… I’m hardly okay so thanks for asking.”

More tears leaked from my eyes, as hard as I tried to stop them, they kept coming.

Then I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder. Logan.

“Virgil, I know I am not of much help to you since I am still trying to understand feelings. But a precious little birdie once told me that emotions shouldn’t be restrained or held back. So if you wanna cry then cry, just let it all out.” He advised. “I’m here for you, Virgil.”

And that’s the moment I felt my walls crumble, and I broke down, tears streaming down my face as I cried, little sobs escaping my mouth.

No words were exchanged as Logan hugged me, letting me cry on his shoulder. Tho I wished nothing more than for him to be Roman, but I knew that that wasn’t possible. Not anymore at least.

“He hates me… And I hate me too…” I whispered.

“Shhh…” Logan whispered, soothingly. “Roman does not hate you. With everything that you have done together, I do not see that as a worthy conclusion.”

“But he-”

“Said he hates you?” He asked, to which I nodded in agreement.

“He said that in a fit of rage and frustration.” Logan said. “You have no idea how many times I’ve said that to Patton, but look at us now, still going strong, still a perfectly good relationship.”

“But you’re-”

“Different? Well, yes in terms of relationship and personality, we are quite different, but not that different from yours and Princey’s relationship.” He stated.

“How? Y- your relati- tionship is s- so perf- fect?” I asked in between sobs.

They were different from Roman and I’s relationship, theirs was fixed, better than Roman and I’s relationship could ever be.

“Ah, and that’s where you are wrong Virgil. There is no such thing as a "perfect relationship” seeing as that would be a very boring relationship, but there is such a thing as a strong relationship full of passion and love. Patton and I have had the occasional “dates gone wrong” and such, and of course lest not forget the fights, but we are not nearly as loud as you and Roman are when arguing.“ He said, before pulling me back, away from the hug, to make me look at him. "Virgil, I want you to remember that life is full of surprises, and sometimes those surprises can and will be unpleasant, but as my boyfriend had said, ‘A rainbow always looks best after a little bit of rain.’, and tho I know that that is quite improbable due to scientific reasons, I’ve learned to live through it. Did you know that some couples that have the same relationship problems as you, actually decide to end their relationship just to see how their lives would go without the other? And tho some don’t, there are those who, after a few years of separation, get back together because once they’ve fixed themselves, they realize that all that’s missing in their lives is each other? Not that I’m suggesting that you do that. But it seems like a probable experiment... I mean, I know that you and Roman fight often, more so than normal couples, but I also know that you make each other happy. I believe that soon you’ll come out stronger and better than before. But for now, things like these are bound to happen. And the choice will only be up to you, on whether you might want to give up… Or not… Or perhaps, even do what is deemed to be a wiser choice and wait. Just know that whatever your decisions may be, Patton and I will give you and Roman our full support, along with a little bit of faith.”

“I- that is some g- great advice Logan…” I said, wiping the tears in my eyes away. “But… I think I know what I have to do…”

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I took in a deep breath before holding up my hand and knocking on his door.

“Ro?” I asked.

Then the door opened to reveal Roman, a very not Roman, Roman.

His hair was a mess, eyes and cheeks were red, and so was his nose, and he was just in his pajamas. But he still looked absolutely gorgeous to me.

“Virgil! I am so sorry, I didn’t-”

“Ro, wait. Let me talk first.” I said, before taking in a deep breath. Now or Never. “I… I don’t think this whole relationship thing with us is working out… I think we should take a break…”

“Wh- What?” Roman asked, the broken expression on his face made me want to take back what I said. But I’m not going to. I made a decision, and I’m sticking to it.

“Break up… I think we should break up, Ro. I just… I think I need to find myself, learn to love myself even just a little before giving myself up to you.” I said, trying to keep my voice from cracking.

“Virgil, no. Please don’t do this.” Roman begged, as tears began to leak from his eyes.

“I’m sorry Roman, I just- I can’t keep going. I’m too weak right now and I can’t let you keep holding onto a relationship that might tear us apart sooner or later.” I said, trying to keep my voice from shaking. “But maybe soon, if we meet again, maybe we can try again, when I’m stronger, and when I understand this more.”

“Virgil, I- I understand…” Roman said in defeat, looking down at his socked feet. “But what- what do you mean "if we meet again”? Are you-“

"Leaving? Yes, I might as well, I don’t think I have the strength to face you everyday, so I’m moving back in with my parents.” I answered, determination clear in my voice. “I’m already packed, I just had to do this before I go.”

“O- okay. Do you need a driver?” Roman asked, facing back at me, his eyes holding hope.

Truthfully? I was gonna ask Patton to drive me. But I do suppose that this could possibly be our last interaction. So I just mentally said “Fuck it” and asked him.

“Yes, can you-?” I asked.

“Al- alright. Just let me change into a proper attire first.” He said, before closing the door.

I sighed. What’s done is done. No more turning back now.

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The care ride was full of reminiscing and playful banter in attempt to fill up the awkward silence that was bound to appear if we had shut up. How we were able to keep talking for two full straight hours? I’ll never truly know.

When we arrived at my place my little brother, Thomas, and Roman helped me unpack. Until it was time for him to go.

“Virgil, today has been pleasant.” He said.

We were current in front of my house, leaning on his car.

“Yeah. Somewhat ashamed that this might just be our last interaction seeing each other face to face.” I said, I had promised Patton and Logan that I will be talking to them on a daily basis which meant Roman might join in at times.

“Yeah, I will miss you Virgil.” He said, smiling down at me.

“I’ll miss you too, Roman.” I said, smiling back at him.

“Hey, uh, before I leave can I ask for one more favor?” He asked, standing up straight.

“What is it?” I asked, following his actions, and facing him.

“A kiss… One last kiss before I leave.” He asked, the hope back in his eyes as he stared into mine, a longing glint shined upon them before leaving. If I had blinked, I’d have missed it. But I didn’t And truthfully? I wanted one last kiss too. So I nodded, giving him the go signal, before he surged forward and kissed me. The kiss was full of emotions, and I felt tears staining my cheeks.

This was too much for me, but it was also not enough.

I love him, I love Roman, and I didn’t want to let him go. But I had to. He deserves better than me. Or at least better than who I am now.

Once we pulled away, we were breathless, hazel eyes meeting blue as we stared into each other’s eyes.

“I love you.” We both breathlessly sobbed out at the same time, tears staining our cheeks before he pulled me in for one last hug.

“I’m sorry, I love you.” He whispered before pulling away, and getting in his car.

“Goodbye… Virgil…” He whispered, loud enough for me to hear, before taking off leaving me to stare at the retreating car.

“Goodbye… Roman…” I whispered back to nothing.

– 3  Y E A R S  L A T E R –

“Welcome to the Dark Side Café, what would you like to have today?” I asked in a bored tone.

Ever since Roman had left, I tried to put my shit together, and when I finally worked that out, I decided to put up a cafe. And now, it’s one of the highest rated cafe’s in town.

“Yes uh, I would like to speak with the owner please.” A strangely familiar voice said. “I believe he owes me an explanation and a chance to try again?”

No, it can’t be… That can’t be him? Can it?

I looked up, and sure enough Roman stood before me, a warm smile on his lips. He looked different now, his hair, highlighted red, like how I dyed mine purple, he’s more well-built now as well, and absolutely fucking gorgeous I’d say.

“Roman?” I asked, unsure if this was real.

“Hi Virgil. I hope you aren’t taken yet, 'cause I believe you owe me a second chance?” He asked, that familiar hopeful look in his eyes coming back.

“I- no I’m not.” I said, feeling my confidence attempt to get up.

“Well, then that should mean that I am free to court you once again?”

“Yes Roman… You are.” I smiled as he jumped into the air and yelled out, “LOGAN, PATTON, VIRGIL SAID I CAN!!!”

Then he turned back to me with a smile and said, “I’ll meet you after work, Hot Topic.”

“See ya later then, Princey.” I replied before he merrily left the cafe.

I smiled to myself. I knew that our new relationship wouldn’t be any more perfect than our previous one, but I knew that this time, it’ll be different. Because this time, I’m ready, and hopefully, Roman is too.

Because as Logan had told me before, ‘there is no such thing as a perfect relationship, but there is such a thing as a strong relationship full of passion and love’, and I have a feeling, that that’s how our relationship is going to turn out. A relationship with frustrated and unconditional love and that’s exactly how I want it to be.

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Ey! So have this little angsty story with a somewhat happy end! (Let’s face it tho, even if I’ve never experienced this before, this holds reality...) Anyway! Hope you guys liked this! I’ll be sure to try and post a couple more in the next couple of days!

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