VENT

Written: Monday April 6 2020

TW: rape, non-con, unsympathetic patton, slut shaming

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Roman kept a straight face as he helped Patton with the washing machine. His fight or flight instincts were going haywire but he ignored them. He didn't want to be hurt again. He fiddled with the sleeves of his onesie, hoping that it was protection from him.

He stood corrected as he nervously bent over to unclog the bathtub. He froze when he felt Patton grope him. Roman knew better than to tell Patton to stop. He knew better than to disobey the moral man. So he just finished unclogging the bathtub and moved away to wash his hands.

Patton took this as an opportunity to unzip Romans onesie and force him to take it off and bend over. Roman tried to resist it, saying how he didn't want it. How he wasn't in the mood to be fucked. But Patton didn't listen. He forced himself into Roman, telling him to shut up because Roman was a 'slut' that loved being fucked by him.

Roman felt lewd and desperately wanted to take a shower. He wanted to get the filth of Patton off of him. But instead, he simply zipped his onesie back up and shakily went back up the basement stairs, trying not to cry or shake. He sat on the couch and curled into a ball, not wanting to be touched by anyone.

"Are you ok, Princey? You look a little pale and you're shaking a lot." A voice spoke up, causing Roman to jump and look up. Virgil was sitting next to him on the couch.

"I'm fine," Roman replied quietly. He was trying to convince himself that he was alright and that what Patton keeps doing is no big deal. He felt a hand on his shoulder and suddenly, he was back in the bathroom with Patton.

"H-hey, Roman, what's wrong? You're panicking," Virgil spoke quickly as Roman's breathing became uneven. He didn't know what to do as he saw Romans eyes dilate and cloud over, so he simply took his hand off of him. "Roman, can you hear me? You need to breathe." He didn't known what to do, so he took his phone out to search up different techniques since Roman was unresponsive.

Roman didn't even realize he was panicking until music started playing and he felt his body relaxing as he listened. Blinking ad he looked up, Roman saw Virgil sitting cautiously next to him with his phone out showing his playlist was playing and realized Virgil had put his headphones on him.

"I-Im sorry.." The Prince mumbled quietly. Virgil shook his head a little, which confused Roman. "Wh-wha..-?

"You didn't do anything wrong. I should've asked before touching you since you've been really anxious lately." Virgil spoke in a soft tone. He looked at his shaky hands, feeling like shit over something that wasn't his fault.

"I-It's ok, V," Roman mumbled. He hesitated before leaning against Virgil. "I-I just wasn't expecting i-it.."

Virgil wrapped his arms loosely around Roman. "I'll make sure to ask before I touch you."

Roman nodded a little and simply stayed in Virgil's arms, taking in the warmth and comfort. Virgil soothingly rubbed his back, making a silent promise to protect Roman.