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WARNING: Unsympathetic Virgil, non-consensual touching/kissing, domestic abuse, abusive/toxic relationships, invalidation of asexuality, acephobia, trauma, triggering and flashbacks, rape, PTSD, past abusive/toxic relationships, angst

NOTE: Well doesn't this look like a fun chapter?

He never left him alone.

He claimed he was just being a good boyfriend, but he never let Patton be.

Kisses forced on when Patton had said no.

Touching him in places that left him crying, pleading with people who weren't there.

Hugs that were a little too tight, constricting, choking.

Of course the others never saw.

But when they were alone, Virgil would attach himself to Patton, wouldn't let him go; kisses held a little too long, holding him a little too tight, playing with his hair when Patton so clearly didn't want to be touched.

The others respected him, understanding Patton had PTSD, always asking consent for hugs, never touching Patton when he asked them not to.

Virgil refused. He believed the boundaries of his boyfriend were not important, that if Patton didn't want him to touch him he would say so, not quietly mumble through tears.

Patton was asexual; sex-repulsed to be precise.

His boundaries had been crossed, ignored, broken, many times before.

He had let people into his heart too easily, and then those people had hurt him.

Noah had forced himself on Patton, invalidating Patton's asexuality and pretending Patton wanted it, breaking up with him when Patton finally put his foot down.

Jay had abused him, told him that since Patton had had sex with him in the past he couldn't be asexual, started hitting him when Patton started restating his boundaries.

So Patton stopped fighting.

He let Virgil do whatever he wanted, because he knew there was no point arguing.

He tried to argue, at first.

But his fighting never lasted.

Patton was washing the dishes in the kitchen as he waited for Logan and Roman to get back.

Someone draped their arms around his shoulders and he froze.

"Hey Sunshine."

Patton forced himself to talk. "Hey Virgie.."

"I want to cuddle."

Patton took a deep breath, silently thanking the others for using so many dishes. "I would, Virgie, but I have to get this done." He gestured to the sink full of dishes.

Virgil frowned. "But that will take ages!"

"I know, but it has to be done."

"The dishes can wait." Virgil took Patton's wrists and guided them away from the sink.

Patton turned around and Virgil released his wrists, clearly happier. "Virgie, I would love to, but I have to finish-"

Virgil, having had enough of Patton fighting him, moved forward and pressed his lips to Patton's, silencing him.

Patton shook his head, trying to pull away, pull back, but Virgil had him pressed against the counter. Virgil pressed harder and tears began to slide down Patton's face.

He wasn't home anymore. Virgil was Noah, forcing himself past Patton's boundaries, touching him, kissing him, not letting him be.

And Virgil could tell. He pulled Patton by his hands over to the couch, not releasing his mouth until they were in the middle of the living room.

Finally, finally, Virgil pulled away, and Patton gasped for breath, fighting with his demons.

"Sunshine? Are you okay?" Virgil waved his hands in front of Patton's face. "Hello?"

Patton's attention snapped back to reality. "Y-Yeah! Yeah, I'm fine."

Virgil clapped happily. "Cuddles!"

Patton sighed internally. He wouldn't be able to finish now, Virgil might trigger him again. "Fine."

Virgil beamed, settling himself next to Patton on the couch before latching onto him as tightly as he could, turning on the TV.

"Virgie.. Please.. Can you loosen your grip a bit?" Patton could barely breathe.

Virgil only held him tighter. "But I don't want to.."

"Please.. Stop.." It was getting harder and harder to get air.

Virgil looked up at Patton's face and saw he was about to pass out.

He loosened his grip.

Patton took a deep breath. "Thank you.."

The two sat for a while in relative silence, Patton praying for this to be over soon so he could get away, praying Logan and Roman would get home soon.

Gradually, through the quiet noise coming from the TV and the warmth next to him, Patton fell asleep.

Patton snapped awake, feeling someone's lips on his, Virgil's face just above him.

Patton panicked, pushing Virgil roughly off him, making him fall to the ground.

As Virgil picked himself up, Patton saw the anger in his eyes. "Oh no..."

Virgil stood up straight, grabbed Patton's shirt, and threw him down. "How dare you?"

Patton scrambled backwards, trying to get away. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry- please don't-"

Patton was cut off by a hard slap across his face, knocking him to the side. "How dare you?"

"I'm sorry, I- I panicked, and-" Virgil slapped him again.

"Did I give you permission to talk?"

Patton shook his head, holding back tears.

"That's right. You stay silent unless I give you permission to talk, and you do as I say. Have you got that?"

Patton nodded.

Virgil moved back, allowing Patton to pick himself up off the floor.

At that moment, the door opened and Roman and Logan entered.

Patton gave a silent sigh of relief. Virgil didn't dare hurt him when the others were home.

"Hey guys!" Roman said.

Patton gave a half-wave as Virgil began talking. "Hey. Patton and I were just about to watch a movie together."

Logan looked to the kitchen. "I thought it was Patton's turn to do the dishes."

Virgil shot Patton a look. "I know, but I wanted to spend time with Virgie!"

"Yes, well it needs to get done at some point, Patton."

Patton nodded.

Logan and Roman disappeared into Roman's room, presumably to set up a pillow fort as they did almost every day, and Virgil sat down again, indicating for Patton to sit next to him.

Patton sat, not wanting to make Virgil even more angry. As Virgil pressed Play on the remote, a movie began to play.

Patton was focusing as hard as he could on the TV, not taking anything in, just trying to ignore the person next to him.

Virgil slid an arm around his middle, and Patton's breath stuttered, just for a second. Virgil smirked, turning his attention back to the TV.

All of Patton's attention was on the arm around him, pressing into him skin, holding him against Virgil.

Thankfully Virgil didn't do anything else.

It had been another week of Virgil pushing himself past Patton's boundaries, before they got the news.

Logan and Roman were going on a week-long trip. Alone.

Leaving Patton with Virgil.

It took all of Patton's self-control to not beg them to stay.

He put on a happy front, acting like he was completely okay with being left with Virgil, shutting the door behind them with a "Enjoy yourselves! We'll see you soon!"

As soon as Patton had shut the door, Virgil was behind him, spinning him around, dragging him toward Virgil's bedroom.

This was happening. Again.

What had happened too many times was happening again, as Virgil climbed on top of Patton and Patton shut his eyes.

He'd already stopped fighting, after all.