AU: Human
Ship: Analogical
Prompt:×
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F/A/S: Flangst
POV: 3rd
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Based on: WHY THE FUCK DOES MY GIRLFRIEND HAVE TO LIVE IN A DIFFERENT STATE ?!? I WANNA KISS HER AND CUDDLE WITH HER :(

{Aka me being needy as fuck-}

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Songs:
Milk and Cookies- Melanie Martinez
Teddy bear- Melanie Martinez
Cake- Melanie Martinez
How to be a heartbreaker- Marina and the Diamonds
Please Don't Leave Me - P!nk
Polarize- Twenty One Pilots
Kiss It Better- He Is We
Sweater Weather- The Neighbourhood
Play Date- Melanie Martinez
If I Could Tell Her- Dear Evan Hansen.

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Virgil sighed as he rolled in his bed, trying desperately to just go back to sleep. Of course his mind refuses to just shut up and let him sleep, the tingling feeling that resided after a panic attack still overwhelming him.

He wrapped his arms around his stomach, a feeble attempt to gain some kind of comforting physical contact, of course this didn't work and he whimpered due to it. He turned onto his other side and picked up his phone off the nightstand. It was midnight, meaning it was only 11 for Logan.

Virgil bit his lip as he thought. He shouldn't text him, he shouldn't ask to call him, he shouldn't be wanting to hear his calming voice, he shouldn't bother him with what happened, not again, he'll get sick of it, annoyed with him. Tears invaded his eyes as the thoughts flowed through his mind.

He slammed the phone down back on the nightstand, luckily it didn't crack, and turned back onto his other side. He needs to just go to sleep, and for a moment, he almost did.... That was until-

Ding!

He quickly opened his eyes, turned and grabbed his phone. Almost dropping it in his haste. He unlocked it and looked at the messages icon, beaming when he saw that he had one unread message. He opened it and to his joy it was from Logan.

🌌Sherlocked Nerd🖤: I am hoping you are already asleep when you get this, and I am also hoping this does not wake you up. I am going to sleep now as well as checking on you, I know if you are in fact awake, like you usually are but shouldn't be, around this time is when you have your panic attacks especially when you're alone. I also understand your arrogant roommate is no help in those scenarios. If you are awake and in a state like that just know what you're feeling is going to pass shortly and you will be alright in a few minutes. I miss you and luckily I will be back earlier than originally planned due to canceled meetings. I love you, goodnight, Virgil.💜

Virgil smiled, wiping the remaining tears from his eyes as he messaged back.

"I just calmed down from one, and I'm going to sleep now... I love you... See you soon. Gn."

He set his phone back down after making sure it was charging, cause if it dies during a skype call with Logan again he might just scream. Logan had been gone for almost a month at this point, but according to him, the original other two months he would've stayed he's no longer going to stay...

He smiled as he thought about this, this calmed him, the thought of having Logan there to cuddle him, to make him feel safe and that everything will be alright. Even though he knows more bad times will come, in those moments where he's laying on Logan's chest with his arms wrapped around him, and Logan's hand absentmindedly running through his hair, in those moments... He feels like nothing could ever go wrong.

As he reminisced about what has happened in the past, and what will happen in the near future... He slowly fell into a peaceful sleep.

[Alternate ending, beware angst]

The week passed by quickly.

Virgil excitedly waited at the airport, wearing Logan's dark blue hoodie that was a bit big on him.

He beamed bouncing a bit in anticipation, watching through the windows as planes came and landed.

Suddenly, all the TV screens changed to the news

An announcement came over the loud speaker.

"There has been a crash, flight 483 scheduled to arrive at 3:00 experienced major malfunctions while in flight. As of yet, there are no survivors."

His eyes widened.

He shakily reached into his pocket pulling out the little slip of paper....

"N-No.... No...."

Tears beginning to well in his eyes as he slowly read the writing in his head.

[Lo's flight]

Flight 483
3:00 pm.