I Don't Want To Die

WARNING: Character death, self deprecation, throwing up blood, angst

NOTE: This one shot suggested by "Aqua is afraid of thunderstorms" on Quotev

Virgil loved him.

He had loved him for a while, ever since their debate.

But Logan didn't know that.

And there was no way Logan would feel the same way about him.

Why couldn't Logan love him back?

Roman loved Patton, and Patton Roman. And they showed each other that.

And Logan stood on the sidelines, supporting them.

And Virgil silently died.

It's just as well, Virgil thought. Logan shouldn't have to be stuck with someone like me.

Virgil coughed and retched as several bloodied flowers, blue and purple, flew out of his mouth.

Good thing he was sitting in his room.

He picked up the flowers and threw them away.

It was getting progressively more painful.

He didn't think he had very long left.

He retched again, thorns scratching and scraping along his throat.

Please... He thought. Please.. Don't make me die like this..

He looked toward the clock.

It was time for movie night.

Virgil picked himself up off the floor, dragging himself downstairs.

Patton had already set up mountains of pillows and blankets, and was sitting waiting for him with Roman and Logan.

Virgil's heart jumped slightly when he saw Logan.

He coughed into his hand, catching a blood-covered flower before anyone saw it.

And sat down next to Logan.

Roman leaped up. "What movie first?"

Virgil shrugged. "Nightmare Before Christmas?"

"Okay!"

Roman slid the movie in and sat back down next to Patton.

The four watched the movies in companionable silence, only broken by Roman's singing or the discussion of which movie to watch next.

This is a nice way to spend the evening, I guess, thought Virgil.

Suddenly, he retched, bringing up about five more flowers and spraying blood into his lap.

Logan was the first one up. "Virgil, are you alright?"

Virgil coughed weakly and shook his head. "Yeah- yeah, I'm fine."

Roman looked at the clock. "It's almost midnight. We should get to bed. You sure you're alright Virge?"

Virgil nodded.

"Okay then. Night guys."

Roman picked up Patton, who was already falling asleep on Roman's shoulder, and carried him upstairs, turning off the TV on the way.

"I'm gonna turn in too... Night Lo," Virgil said, quickly making his way to the stairs. Get out of here get out of here get out of here hurry hurry hurry...

Virgil heard Logan call after him, "Goodnight Virgil!" and smiled slightly before coughing up another flower.

Logan looked at the floor.

That was a flower petal, and blood.

Right where Virgil was sitting.

Logan had heard of this... Did Virgil have Hanahaki Disease?

But then for who?

Possibly Roman or Patton, since they were in a relationship.

It couldn't be he himself, he knew he loved Virgil.

Virgil retched again, harder this time.

Flowers fell from his mouth, blood dripping to the floor.

He retched a third time, feeling the flowers begin to clog his throat, scraping it with thorns, filling his mouth with blood.

He was on his hands and knees on the floor, how did he get here?

All other thoughts were wiped from Virgil's mind as he retched and a single thought took over.

I don't want to die.

Virgil's arms were trembling, and he was sweating buckets.

As Virgil retched a final time, body heaving to rid itself of the flowers that filled his throat, he collapsed to the floor.

And he lay there, flowers tumbling to the floor as blood seeped out in between the flowers clogging his mouth, unable to move.

He was suffocating, and he couldn't do anything.

Of course, if Virgil loved either Roman or Patton, he would have Hanahaki, as his love would be unrequited.

Or perhaps, if Virgil didn't know Logan loved him, his love would be unrequited...

Logan had just come to this conclusion when he heard a loud retch from upstairs and ran as fast as he could, throwing Virgil's door open..

To see the sight of Virgil, dead on the floor in front of him, surrounded by a halo of blood and flowers, blue and purple.