A/N:

Over 150 views!!! Oh my word guys, this is crazy!!!! Thank you so much to everyone who's read, voted, and commented!!!!

This isn't as angsty as the last chapter, yay!!

TW: mentions self-harm

|Previous Chapter:

I knew that this was a bad habit to get back into, but who cares, I'm gonna die anyway. So what if it's sooner than I expected.|

Virgil POV:

I was just about to fall asleep when I heard my door creak open. 

I turned my head and saw Patton. He gave a thin smile and walked over to my bed.

"How ya feeling kiddo?" He asked, sitting on the edge of my bed and brushing my bangs out of my face. 

"I, uh, I feel a little better. That soup helped." I looked down, fidgeting with my hands. I didn't tell him that I felt like I was being suffocated, that I wanted to rip the petals out of my lungs, that I was doing this for his sake.

His grin widened, "I'm glad that the soup could help." He leaned in close and whispered, "You wanna know the secret ingredient?"

He paused, waiting for me. I nodded my head, almost certain that I knew where this was going.

"Love," he breathed, barely audible. His eyes shone, and he looked so adorable. 

I looked at my hands, blushing. I fiddled with the sleeve of my sweatshirt even more, pulling a loose string. 

I looked up at Patton, who appeared to be looking at my arm. I looked back down and saw that a part of my bandage was peeking out. I quickly tugged my sleeve down over it, praying that Patton wouldn't ask what it was.

Sadly, my prayer wasn't answered.

"Virgil," Patton said, looking up at me with tears glistening in his eyes. "What's that on your arm?"

"It's nothing, Patton," I lied. "I was just cleaning behind my dresser yesterday and I got a pretty bad scratch, so I put a bandage on it. It's no big deal."

Patton sighed, wrapping his arms around me in a hug. I felt him shaking, and his voice was unsteady when he spoke. "I thought that you had cut yourself. Don't ever do that, okay?"

"I won't, Patton," I lied again, feeling bad.

"Promise me," he said, pulling back and looking me in the eyes with his hands on my shoulders. "Promise me you won't hurt yourself."

"I promise, Patton," I said. What he didn't know was that I had my fingers crossed in the sleeve of my sweatshirt.

A/N:

Heyo!!!! Sorry this is kinda short. I just needed to write something, and I had a bit of writer's block when I started. 

I was gonna wait to publish this chapter this weekend but I just couldn't wait for you guys to read it!!!!!!

I just love the father-son relationship between Virgil and Patton. It's definitely gonna be a big part of this story.

Comment if there are any mistakes or what you like!! If you have an idea or two that you might like to see at some point in the story, comment or message me, and I might include it!!

Also, I have two more books, The Black Parade, and Sanders Sides One Shots. You should go check them out!!!!

Until next time,

Take it easy guys, gals, and non-binary pals!!

~death_by_fanfic