•Thomas x Virgil•
•Just a fluffy movie night one shot that has a bit of angst in it•
•I'm tired as fuck and fell asleep trying this. Sorry it's trash!•

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"Hey Virge!" Thomas called out. Virgil appeared where he usually was, on the steps. This time though, he was sitting down leaning against the wall, curled in a ball.

"What?" his voice was hoarse and cracked. Thomas looked at him with softness in his eyes. "I don't want your fucking pity so just hurry up and tell me what you want Thomas."

"Wanna join game night?"
"Are the others going to be there?"
"Yes."
"Then thanks, but no thanks."

Virgil left before Thomas could reply. He sighed as he called the other sides. They sat down and played games, Thomas couldn't stop thinking of the emo.

They played all night, not noticing the emo nightmare sitting in his spot, listening to MCR songs.

••••

Virgil took his jacket off and grabbed the glass shard from his drawer and drew pictures on his skin in red.

He cleaned up his arm and switched his jacket back to his old one. The others hated him again and he didn't know why. So he did what he thought would be best; avoided them at all costs.

He felt the familiar pull and rose up into the living room. He was somehow on the couch, which confused him.

"Virgil..." He heard a voice speak up. He saw Thomas kneel in front of him. "What's going on?"

"Nothing. I don't know what you're talking about!" Virgil looked away. Thomas sighed.

"Wanna watch a movie with me?
"Anyone else coming?"
"No?"
"Then... I guess I'll watch a movie with you.

Thomas squealed and sat on the couch. He turned on IT and cuddled wrapped a blanket around him and virgil.

The anxious side chose to ignore Thomas and focus on the TV but his mind dried else where and he ended up falling asleep leaning on Thomas.

Thomas positioned Virgil so that he had his head in Thomas lap while he was stretched out on the couch.

"I love you Virge.