AU: Human
Ship: RomanXLoganXPatton (with heavy mentions of previous LAMP)
Prompt:×
Requested by:×
Warnings: Suicide, death, self-harm
F/A/S: Angst
POV: 3rd

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I'm tired.

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“Roman.. You have to come home, it’s going to rain soon…” Logan’s message immediately scared Roman, he knew what happened to his boyfriend when it started raining, he replied back, “Have you hidden everything?” He immediately tried to hurry home from work, luckily his boss knew and understood the reason why he has to leave early when this happens, he always made up the work afterwards so it didn’t bother him too much.

As he quickly scampered down the staircase towards the parking lot he noticed, Logan’s reply, “I am attempting too, but we’re running out of places to hide them where he can’t find them,” Roman sighed, “I’m on my way, please try to keep him from finding anything, try to lock them up in my room…” After he sent that message he set his phone in the cupholder to his side and drove off.

He worriedly tapped the wheel and looked towards the sky, seeing the dark grey clouds beginning to roll in, made him only more desperate to get home, a million thoughts ran through his mind, what if he got there too late and Logan couldn’t stop him? What if Logan missed something? He tried to just get rid of those thoughts and just focus on getting home, but he couldn’t they terrorized him the entire drive home.

Right when he pulled up into the driveway, and got out of his car, he felt a drop of water on his head, then another on his shoulder, then another, and another. “Shit,” He quickly dashed inside, seeing Logan just finishing locking Roman’s bedroom door, “I hid all that I could find, I don’t believe I missed any,” Logan stated, Roman nodded, “Okay, I think it’ll be okay, as long as we stay with him to make sure he doesn’t go looking, where is he n-” “It’s raining….” The soft voice spoke, unintentionally cutting Roman off.

The two looked at their boyfriend, his bright blue eyes completely glazed over behind his glasses. Roman and Logan traded a quick look, “Yes, it is, why don’t we go in the living room and cuddle on the couch and watch a movie,” Roman suggested smiling. Patton tilted his head, “You’re home from work early,” He stated as if he just now realized he was there.

Roman nodded, “Because I wanted to surprise you th- Two… my darlings,” He cursed himself mentally for that slip up, he should be used to it by now… It’s been just the three of them for two years, exactly today…

Patton said nothing and just nodded, slowly walking back out towards the living room, Roman and Logan sigh a small breath of relief, “I’ll get a blanket from my room, today’s two years since…” Logan cut himself off, feeling the lump form in his throat, Roman placed his hand on his shoulder and nodded, “I know… Let’s just stay strong for Patton okay?” Logan nodded, “Yes, go make sure he didn’t find anything…”  Roman walked away promising to do exactly that, leaving Logan in that hallway by himself, he instantly felt the air around him turn frigid.

He wanted to just run into his room and grab the blanket and run back, but whenever he even thought about passing the… spare bedroom, he still hated calling it that, that’s not a spare bedroom… Or at least it didn’t use to be, he’d feel a subtle but noticeable grip around his neck slightly tightened.

He tried to ignore it and went inside grabbing one of the large deep blue throw blankets he had and almost actually running back to the living room, but it was mainly just a fast walk. He saw Roman and Patton on the couch, Patton cuddling into Roman’s side with Roman having his arm around him, and they were both shivering ever-so-slightly.

Logan quickly took his place on the other side of Patton, and spread the blanket to share with the other two, he didn’t dare look at the empty spot next to him, he wouldn’t be able to handle it if he did. Shakily Roman grabbed the remote control and began flipping through different channels to something they could watch while this passed, when they all agreed on something they just sat back and watched it play, having their hands wrapped around Patton tightly and protectively.

Logan kept checking his watch or the clock on the wall, his breath speeding slightly as the clock reached six, “Logan, calm down, you know the time,” Roman said quietly. Of course Logan knew the time, he heard the doctors repeating it to verify it to one another, “T.O.D six twenty-three pm.”  Those words were burned into his head, again, he glanced to the clock,

six twelve pm.

He glanced to Patton, Patton suffers the worse, whenever it rains he can’t help but think back to that night, the images and sounds flash through his mind, making his brain shut down, the sound of the chair hitting the ground that he didn’t think to check on immediately, the sight of seeing just the shadow cast on the wall before even going into his room, and knowing exactly what happened, knowing exactly that he could have saved him, if only he had checked when he heard the chair fall. That wasn’t the most Patton would suffer tonight...

He looked at the clock again,

six nineteen,

he glanced to Roman, him and Logan felt something as well, of course nothing compared to what Patton went through every time it rained, they didn’t feel anything when it was just a rainy day, but tonight was the second anniversary, Logan already experienced part of his, while he wasn’t sure if Roman was going through his, as he was keeping it together really well, little to his knowledge Roman was experiencing his pain as well.

It started when the clock struck six, the dull pain on his wrist that only worsened into a piercing and burning sting. Logan began to feel the grip on his throat again, only this time much more prominent and tight.

Logan looked at the clock right when he saw the minute hand move,

6:23 Pm.

All the lights flickered and dimmed, the television shut off and Patton began to hysterically sob, he was grabbing onto his arms tightly, leaving nail marks and slowly trying to drag them down his arms, “Patton…. Patton!” Roman said trying to move and grab his hand to pull it away from his arm while Logan did the same to the other arm.
“Myfaultmyfaultmyfaultmyfaultmyfaultmyfaultmyfault.” Patton’s words came out jumbled and all pushed together, Roman and Logan tried to whisper words of reassurance to him and calm him, but Logan had a very difficult time breathing let alone speaking as the grip around his neck tightened. Roman could barely move his hands as the stinging pain from his wrist traveled up his arm whenever he attempted to move it.

This was how much Patton suffered, ever since that day, whenever it rains, Patton will begin to feel exactly what Virgil felt in his final moments, it’s overwhelming and terrifying, all he can think about his finding something-anything! To hurt himself with… The first time this happened the other two almost lost him as well…

They stayed like that curled around one another, trembling as they tried to keep Patton from breaking away from them to try to find something or from hurting himself with his nails, until ten minutes passed...

That’s when everything went back to normal, the lights and tv came back on, the grip on Logan’s throat and the stinging on Roman’s wrists slowly faded away, as did the thoughts, sounds and images running through Patton’s mind this left them all drained entirely, so much so that they almost passed out a minute later, not before Patton mumbles quietly, “He always liked the rain…”

They’ve learned to live with this, they don’t know if moving houses would do anything, and frankly Patton didn’t want to move.

They all just learned to accept, that when it rains

They get a visitor.