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Tw: Suicide
F/A/S: Angst
POV: 3rd

Sorry, I've been in angst mood and again, these are the ships I can write and not piss people off so yep.
Also this is short-
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You can tell so much about the sides just by looking at their eyes....

There's so much emotion portrayed within them that most of the time you didn't have to look in their faces, just their eyes...

Without even seeing Roman's cocky smirk, you could very much tell his confidence as it shined through his eyes, the golden specs that once seemed to shimmer and shine as it stood out from the normal crimson red irises he had adorned.

Virgil's doom and gloom appearance was a contrast to what Patton could see in his eyes... In his eyes he saw the joy, love, and hope that was just under the surface, swishing through his deep purple eyes. He could tell that Virgil was finally feeling accepted as a part of the group... And he was happy...

Logans eyes always had a collected calmness within them, the deep blue would have seemed to be void of emotion and robotic, but they were quite the opposite, they were filled to the brim  with whatever emotion he felt, that he didn't let physically show. The flurry of emotions ranging from anger at Patton's puns to the joy of proving his point correct...

Patton's eyes showed the utmost emotion, they were bright blue and bubbly, there was always a joy and hint of an undeniably adorable, childish innocence, the excitement the pure feeling that was so vivid the others could almost feel it....

But, unfortunately the others only saw what they wanted to see within his eyes...

They couldn't see the sorrow, the pain that was leaking through, the sense of hate that dwelled within his every being. The distain he felt everytime he let his thoughts drift to himself, and everything he failed to be and do...

They realized to late...

As now his eyes were closed...

The tile floor beneath him stained with the crimson red liquid that dripped from his wrists.

His fingers barely touching the silver blade that he had taken away from Virgil...

Roman's eyes no longer showed the golden glint to them... The red only grew darker and dimmer as pain swirled around and swallowed what had been left within them.

"The spotlight has now faded... It shall not be returned..."

Virgil's eyes were devoid of hope, or joy of any kind...  The love that shined through his eyes, the one thing that made them bright, was now gone, like a lamp that's bulb had burst and the last flicker of electricity slowly spark away...

"I miss Dad..."

And Logan's eyes...

Logan's eyes were now almost always misted over with more moisture than usual... Tears, red puffiness, and dark circles, becoming his usual. The deep blue that once portrayed mystery and intrigue now was just sorrow,  He acted like he wasn't crying... He'd try to speak through it. His cracking and wavering voice betrayed him... He'd excuse himself the second he'd get any memory of the emotional trait...

He continued to question himself, to let his own self-hate grow as he thought back... Now, only now once it did not matter and could not do any good,  did he notice what was truly within the giggly, bubbly, happy persona's eyes....

"I'm sorry, Patton..."