AU: Human/Highschool
Ship: Analogical
{Background Royality}
Prompt{s}: "Please don't be upset with me." "I care about you too much."
Requested by:×
Tw: Self-harm {Cutting/intentionally getting burned/bruised} {Therefore blood}
F/A/S: Flangst
POV: 3rd

I thought of a lot of fluffy analogical ideas, then I thought of this one for personal venting.
Expect a lot more analogical, because I need to write more of my otp.

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Songs on repeat: The Things We Used to Share- {Do I have to say who....}
Cut My Hair- Mounika & Cavetown

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My bad habit of writing until 5/6 in the morning is still a thing! Curse you writers overflow.
So I'm kinda tired now
Night guys
-Max
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It's interesting how many subtle signs you can miss.

"Mornin' Virgil!!" Patton said enthusiastically. Patton was slightly shorter than Virgil, a lot chubbier, and very, very faint freckles. Virgil flinched a bit at the loudness of his friends voice. "Hey, Pat." He said, his voice still having that grogginess as if he just woke up, which technically he did.

"How was your weekend?" He asked. Virgil shrugged. "Decent, I just pretty much slept and was on Tumblr, as always." He said. Patton pouted "You could've come to Ro's party..." "I.... Um.... Eh... You know how I am with social stuff..." Virgil muttered. "Yeah, but it wasn't that many people...." Patton said before shrugging and switching topics.

The two were talking, mainly Patton gushing about how amazing Roman, his boyfriend, is, while Virgil just listened his mind wandering every once in awhile wondering where his boyfriend, Logan, was. "Roman!!" He was snapped out of his thoughts as Patton yelled rushing over to the entrance of the school, where Roman had just walked through the door.

Roman was incredibly well built, tall, tan and had a hint of a posh sort of accent. Patton, being clingy was already trying to stand up on his toes to kiss him. While Roman just chuckled and picked him up, allowing him to do so. Virgil smiled a bit at the couple before a pit in his stomach began to take form. Logan normally arrived before Roman... Where was he?

He pulled out his phone and sent that exact question to Logan. He only had to wait a few moments for a response, which surprised him even more, Logan normally takes a bit longer to reply, but Virgil's not complaining right now. "I'm on my way, I was running late this morning, my apologies." That let Virgil's anxiety calm down enough for him to go over and start talking to Roman and Patton so he wasn't just sitting on the stairs by himself.

Logan eventually did join them. "Hello, sorry I'm late." He said as he speed-walked over to them. "Hey, Lo- what happened to your arm?" Patton asked as he glanced at Logan's right forearm which was almost entirely wrapped in gauze. Virgil's eyes widened, his mind immediately thinking the worst thing.

"Oh. That. I was rushing while trying to make something, and I was a little to careless with a pot of boiling water." Logan explained after clearing his throat. Virgil rolled his eyes, deciding to accept his story, since Logan would have no reason to lie. "Nerd, you gotta be careful." Logan looked over at his boyfriend. "Yes, I'm aware of that now." He said with feigned annoyance.

Virgil smiled, hugging onto Logan's non-injured arm. "Virgil you cannot stay attached to my arm, we must get to class. The tardy bell rings in five minutes." Logan said, trying to pull away. "So? We have the same class..." Virgil jokingly whined. "Exactly... And it's at the other end of the school.... So we have to leave." Logan said, he managed to pull his arm from Virgil's grip only to immediately hold onto his hand afterwards.

"Is this an adequate compromise?" He asked. Virgil faked being in thought before nodded "Yeah I guess." The two traded simple smiles as they said goodbye to Patton and Roman and walked to their class.

At lunch that day, Virgil sat with Patton and Roman... Noting that, Logan was late... Again, unlike him. The same feeling of worry began to bubble up in his stomach, catch in his throat and make him slightly shake as he began to overthink. "Virge... Lo's okay, you saw him this morning remember?" Patton said, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Virgil nodded "But-" "Sorry for being late, again." Logan said as he rushed over to their table, catching Virgil's attention and making him look up from the table. "Ya scared me." He said, his voice a lot more joking and cheerful esc than he felt, but he was easily calmed down after that due to Logan explaining he was asking about an assignment... With slight hesitation...

Virgil seemed to not take note of said hesitation.

The rest of the day was fairly normal for the two couples, the one overly PDA couple paying more attention to each other than the other two, but Logan and Virgil didn't mind, they were perfectly fine being ignored as long as they weren't ignored by each other.

The weeks carried on, only Logan seemed to have fallen into a new schedule, he was later to most of their normal meet ups at school almost every day, the gauze around his forearm never got taken off even though he said it wasn't that bad of a burn when he explained it...

One day, he showed up with more gauze, this time wrapped around his left arm... He explained that the same thing had happened, only this time it was due to him multitasking, not rushing. Patton and Roman bought it, but Virgil had a nagging suspicion in the back of his mind.

The next day, it was particularly rainy, so of course everyone was wearing hoodies and jackets. What intrigued Virgil is that, Logan never wears hoodies, he normally just has an umbrella when it rained, this was not the case this time. "Oh it's just more frigid than I'm used to it being, so I decided to wear this, this time." was Logan's explanation.

He continued to wear the deep blue hoodie, even when the weather had gotten warmer, to the point where even Virgil wouldn't have his hoodie on all the time... That's what worried Virgil and made his mind think back to when he first got burned... That same thought of the worst case scenario.... He tried to get rid of it, since Logan was a logically minded person, he knows that any sort of self-inflicted harm is terrible so he most likely wouldn't... Right?

He eventually did get his answer, but of course, it wasn't the one he had hoped...

It was the last day of school, and the bell had just rang. Students quickly bolting towards the exit, in this rush is when it happened. "C'mon Lo! Hurry up!" Virgil said as he grabbed onto Logan's right wrist tightly in an attempt to drag him along. Logan winced "Ow!" He yelled pulling away hastily before slapping his hand over his mouth.

The two stayed there in the almost completely empty classroom now, the noises of the other students yelling and shouting now seemed muffled as Virgil focused on Logan. His eyes were wide and glazed over slightly with an extra layer of moisture. He cleared his throat "Sorry, it's just the burn. A-Anyway, let's... Let's go." He stuttered out, grabbing his bag.

"Logan. You burned that arm weeks ago.... And I grabbed onto your wrist... Not your forearm..." Virgil said. Logan stopped, his mind racing, a lump forming in his throat that he desperately tried to choke down. "I don't know what you're insinuating, V-Virgil. Let's go." He said, clearing his throat.

"Lo..." Virgil spoke softly, his voice quiet and less accusing as his previous statement had been. "Can I see your arm?" Logan shifted so that his arm was out of reach from Virgil. His eyes never meeting his boyfriends and instead staying at the ground. "Virgil, we have to leave." he said, much quieter and weaker than it had been previously.

The two stood in silence as the rest of the class including the teacher left the classroom... "Let me see your arms, Logan..." Virgil said his voice quivering slightly. "I don't want to be right..." He mumbled. Logan sniffled, his voice begining to do the same, as a few tears fell down his face. "I'm.....I'm sure you are...." He whispered.

"Lo, please..."

Logan drew in a shaky breath, "Please... Don't be upset with me..." He said as he set his bag back down, he unzipped and began to slowly take off his hoodie... Virgil's eyes immediately focusing on his arm.

His left arm was completely covered in burn marks, one large one that matched his story with the boiling water, but many others that were small, and looked like they could have been done with a lighter.   Deep purple bruises, that looked newly formed, and finally scars... some older looking, while the rest were bright red, some even still dripping with blood, all ranging from his wrist to under his shirt sleeve, so presumably his shoulder as well.

Logan winced as he pulled the hoodie off of his right arm, which was in much the same condition, only much worse... Virgil stood there, a hand over his mouth, tears starting to fall down his face. Logan looked at him for a second before looking away in pure shame.

"I-I'm sorry Virgil... I... I'm sorry-" Logan was cut off as Virgil moved his hand away "Why...?" He asked quietly. Logan sniffled as he began to explain. "for the past couple of w-weeks... I hadn't been able to feel much of anything.... Everything emotional felt numb... And... I just wanted to feel something.... I-I know it's stupid... I just wanted to feel something, anything, to prove that I wasn't some emotionless robot, like everyone says I am..." Then he broke down into sobs.

Virgil quickly but carefully hugging him, as he began crying himself. "Lo, please... Next time... Come talk to me... Text me or call me or something.... You're always there for me... Don't you dare think that I wouldn't return the favor for you..." He said muffled slightly into Logan's neck.

After a moment, the two pulled away, Logan taking off his glasses to wipe his reddened eyes. "I care about you too much for me to not help you...." Virgil continued as he wiped his eyes as well. Logan slowly nodded still sniffling as he put his glasses back on. "T-Thank you..." He said.

"Spend the night at my place tonight so I can help bandage these... Then tomorrow let's go to your place so we can throw anything you're using to do this away." Virgil said. Logan stayed quiet as he grabbed his hoodie putting it back on quickly, starting to feel really self conscious of his arms.

"This isn't going to go away in a day, we both know that... But I promise, it'll go away eventually... Hell, if I got through it... You definitely can. and I'm gonna help, just like you helped me.." Virgil continued. "Thank you, Virgil... I should have come to you first but... I didn't want to risk somehow pulling you back into it..." Logan explained.

Virgil nodded, this time noticing Logan wincing as he put his backpack back on. "Let's get out of here okay?" He asked, as he held onto Logan's hand gently. "Yes... Please..." He said.  The two stayed quiet as they walked outside. "Lo..." Virgil said. Logan only hummed in response.

"I love you, remember that, okay?"

"Okay, I love you as well, Virgil... You aren't allowed to forget that either.."

"I won't."

"Then neither will I."