Thomas: guys, today weâre going to celebrate a side who has contributed for a long time, and been ignored for far too long.
Thomas: someone who weâve taken for granted, labeled as a villain, but really, what he does is probably the most important thing here, and frankly, we shouldâve done this sooner.
Thomas: Janus?
Janus, visibly touched: yes, Thomas?
Thomas: could you sink out for the day, please? Itâs just you make Virgil really upset and I want his surprise appreciation party to be perfect.
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Thomas keeps blaming Virgil for every single mistake he makes, and urging Virgil to do better. Soon Virgil doesnât dare sleep in case he misses a mistake, misses a danger. The others urge him to take a break, and rest, but he canât. He has to stay focused. Stay vigilantÂ
Patton decides to reach out to someone, but unfortunately, the person who he reaches out to isnât at all helpful.
(patton x u!thomas is present. thomas, logan, virgil, patton, and janus are present as well)
Warning: u!thom, u!logan, u!virgil mention, relationship abuse, references to coercion/manipulation, open/unresolved ending, gaslighting, ignoring abuse. Please take these warnings seriously, and be careful if you choose to read.
notes: This is a little different from my usual fic, as it is a request, not a ship-fic, and is my first time writing with u!Sides. @ my friend: thank you so much for your request, and I hope I did it justice!
Patton had to take a deep breath before knocking on Loganâs door.
There wasnât any reason to be feeling nervous right now, if he was perfectly honest. He was feeling silly if even knocking on a door could make him nervous, but he was starting to doubt his ability to understand what other people meant these days. Thomas was dismissive and manipulative, and people shouldnât treat other people that way preoccupied, Virgil just stared, not bothering to say anything didnât really talk to him, and Logan was justâŠ
Logan didnât put the effort into trying.
Well, hopefully Logan would do so this time, because this was an important matter! An important one like this needed resolution straight away, for the sake of Thomas and Patton alike!Â
This was more for Thomasâ sake, of course. Patton would never put his own needs above that of Thomasâ, even if this made it seem that way.
He put aside the mean voice in his head that said otherwise and went to give the door another knock, but his hand fell through air. Logan had opened the door.
Something about how crisply he had tied his tie, how neat and well put-together he looked, how very in control, set Patton a bit ill at ease. Maybe that wasnât right. Patton mentally reprimanded himself. Logan wasnât bad at all. It was just hard to understand each otherâs particular ways of viewing the world when it was a one-sided effort.Â
He gazed at Patton dispassionately.
âI heard you the first time you knocked,â he said. His voice didnât contain any question.
âSorry,â said Patton softly. âDidnât want to upset you.â
Logan did not specify whether or not he had upset him, instead opting to stand up a bit straighter and disregard it. âYou wanted to see me, then.â
âYes.â
âThen please, donât waste time. We donât have all day. Some things ought to be discussed quickly.â
Patton stood in the doorway, staring at his own hands as he linked them together. âItâs about Thomas.â
âYes, and your relationship with him.â
âRight! And heâs been loving and kind, of course, because⊠well, heâs Thomas⊠but recently. I dunno. Iâm starting to think that somethingâs wrong.â
 Patton became vaguely aware of a pressure on his hands; he realized that he was squeezing them so tightly that it began to hurt. Even so, he couldnât let his own hands go.
âI donât want to say manipulativeââ
âThen donât say it,â said Logan plainly.
Patton stared into Loganâs room, so clean and spotless that it was uncomfortable. âItâs like heâs always judging me for decisions I make..â
âOf course he does. It makes sense for him to be concerned with what you choose to do, since it affects him.â
âYouâre missing the point.â
âI donât really think I am.â
âBut he points out if Iâm doing any small thing wrong.â
âIt sounds like heâs simply giving you criticism. After all, you are a Side,â said Logan, âyour decisions do reflect upon him.â
One by one, Pattonâs objections were failing, and something told him that this wasnât right. Something was not right.
âAnd heâŠâ Patton felt his hands tighten around themselves, felt every bone in his body cry out to not tell, but his voice gave way. âHeâs made me do things that Iââ (didnât want to do) ââthat I wasnât sure I wanted to do. Do you understand?â
âLook me in the eyes and tell me what you expected from being with him.â
Something in Patton broke. All he could do was open his mouth and try to protest, but no words came.
 Logan groaned. âSeriously, Patton, look at yourself. Youâre coming to me, making this a huge concern when it isnât. Have you even tried talking to him?â
âIâm⊠Iâmââ
âScared, yes, I should have guessed.â Logan pushed his glasses up.
His face was unexpressive. He didnât say anything. Nothing in his expression said anything, but his eyesâŠ. What was that look in them? Either way, Patton wanted to run.
He couldnât run. He wasnât a coward, he needed to hear what Logan had to say, just in case anything that he said might provide him with some kind of closure.
âIf you want the truth from me, Patton, youâll get it. Youâre making much ado over nothing. Youâre making small problems into big ones. You pretend like you didnât know exactly what you got yourself into.â
Patton tried to say something, but Logan simply dismissed him.
Even if he didnât, there really wasnât anything that he could say.
âGoodbye, Morality,â he said firmly. âYouâll save us a lot of time if you just deal with your problems on your own.â
*Â *Â *
Patton managed to get to his room before breaking down, but no tears came as soon as he stepped over that line.
What were you expecting Logan toâ
I canât think about that right now.
There were good memories, but that was a path he wasnât sure he was ready to go down. At the same time, he really didnât know an alternative. What were his other choices?Â
He could daydream about a far-off future where ThomasâŠ. Actually, the future was ambiguous and frightening.Â
He could focus on right now, if âright nowâ wasnât so horrible. There was nothing for him, and there wouldnât be anything for him, unlessâ
Patton noticed a card on his desk. It was printed on buttercream-yellow paper, written in obsidian ink that still sparkled, and marked with an exquisite signature and complex design that took a while to interpret as âDeceitâ.
He picked up the letter, looking it over.
MoralityâÂ
I couldnât help but notice whatâs happening with Thomas, and I do hope that youâll forgive me for addressing it. I havenât had the time to stop by, and even if I did, Iâm not sure what I would say (other than profuse apologies, which often simply make things worse). If you need me, however, you need only say so.
Patton didnât really register anything beyond that, other than the fact that Deceit was clearly choosing his words carefully. Anger and sadness, maybe? He wrote it with such deliberation, with such careful wording to describe what he knew and how horrible the situation was. How many hours did he spend carefully poring over it, selecting each phraseâŠ.?
Everything was just too much, but he didnât want to put away the letter. As a compromise, he folded it up.
He didnât feel like crying. At the same time, he didnât feel like not crying. He glanced at the one line that stayed in view after the paper was folded.
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(*slides in on wheelies* someone requested janus angst?) thomas finding out janus and virgil were in an abusive relationship before virgil became a 'light' side, and when virgil wants them to get back together, thomas encourages it.- :v
âyou two were dating?â Thomas looked incredulous.
âYeah,â Virgil shrugged, âWeâre over it now. right Jan?â
Janusâs fist tightened by his sides as he remembered all the tears and pain and helplessness from the time he was with Virgil. âNo,â he wasnât with Virgil anymore, he had people to protect him. He could stand up for himself, âNo Iâm not over it.â
Virgil looked surprised, but his expression quickly morphed into a smirk, âAw, you miss me?â
Janus took a breathe, reminding himself that he was safe. Thomas would defend him if Virgil did something, âNo. I donât. But I am not over you. You hurt me a lot Virgil. I still have nightmares from what you did to me.â
Virgil scowled, âI would stop talking now if I were you.â
âNo wait. I want to hear what he says.â Thomas held up his hands.
Janus shifted his capelet off his should revealing a raised scar, âVirgil did this to me.â
Virgil scoffed and raised a hand, âThat wasnât even that bad. Stop being a crybaby.â
Janus flinched back from Virgil hand. Breathe. He wasnât with Virgil anymore. He had protection now.
Thomas had a strange expression on his face, âVirgil?â
âYeah?â Virgil turned his attention to Thomas.
âYou just got Janus to shut up?â
âYeah it isnât that hard.â Virgil shrugged, âI used to do it all the time when we were dating.â
Thomas grinned, âWhat would you say to being back together again.â
Virgil smiled along with Thomas, âI would be fine with itâ
âWaitâ Janus raised his hands, âI donât want this. Donât I get a say?â He thought Thomas was going to help him, not do whatever he was doing right now.
âNo you donât. I made you. you have to do what I say. Your disobedience is exactly why I need you to be with Virgil,â Thomas crossed his arms.
Virgil stood up from where he was perched on the stairs and grabbed Janusâs wrist tight enough to leave a bruise, âCâmon Snaky. Itâs what Thomas wants.â
Janus slowly nodded. Who was he kidding? He couldnât stand up to Virgil.