Tw: murder, mentions of suicide, possessive behaviour

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It had been a month after Virgil's death. Patton would still break down whenever he spotted something that reminded him of the man, like a purple hoodie or the cat figurine that he had made for Patton for his birthday.

He had looked around the room for anything that could show that Virgil didn't kill himself, but he found nothing. There was a stool that was kicked aside, presumably how he hung himself. The wardrobe was messy, as if he was panicking when he looked for the belt. Everything pointed towards a suicide. But Patton refused to believe it. He had said he was getting better, and Patton had been able to see it, so there was no reason why he would have done it.

Maybe he was pretending. A voice taunted in his head. Maybe he didn't trust you enough to tell you the truth. Patton shut his eyes tight, trying to drown out the voice in his head by muttering three words to himself over and over. " He didn't lie. He didn't lie. He didn't-"

The door opened and Roman stepped inside, two cups of hot chocolate in his hands. "Er... Padre, I don't think being in this room is healthy for you. Come outside, I made you a drink."

"No. No. I have to find out what happened. " Patton paused. "Maybe Logan could help me, he's smart!" Charged by the new idea, he dashed off to the opposite room.

Roman stared at the closed black door, before sighing. After looking around the room wistfully, he followed the energetic man.

Hearing knocks on his room door, Logan opened it to reveal Patton. His eyes were bloodshot and he had dark circles around them. How cute. Logan mused. Even after crying and staying up late, Patton was still the most precious person he had ever seen. His most precious person.

Stepping out, he shut the door behind him and smiled. "How may I help you, Preci- Patton? "

"I'm trying to find out about how Virgil-" He hesitated. "Passed away. I really don't think it was a suicide, and you're really smart, so I thought you could help. "

As Logan opened his mouth to respond, Roman stepped out of the room. "C'mon Pat, take the drink. I'll...I'll help you with the investigation."

As he passed Patton the hot chocolate, Roman never noticed the glare that had been shot at him by Logan. Instead, he was giving Patton an encouraging smile. Perhaps they could move on together. It'd be hard but it would be easier with a friend.

Logan narrowed his eyes even more. He knew exactly what Roman was planning. It was so obvious, with that fake smile and lies. He was trying to steal Patton away from him! Another plan formed in his mind.

Beaming towards Roman, Patton's eyes briefly shone with happiness. "Thank you so much, Ro! You're the best! "

That's what triggered him. Clenching his fists, Logan gritted his teeth. "Roman, could I... speak to you in private? "

The princely man tilted his head curiously, before shrugging and following Logan inside, leaving Patton by himself.

"I don't like how close you are with my Patton. " Logan stated simply after Roman closed the door behind him.

He was returned with a confused expression. "Wha- your Patton?"

The bespectacled man stepped forward, fists clenched. "Yes. He is mine, and I don't like it when people try to take away my things." By now, Roman was backed into a wall and he had his hands up in surrender.

"I... I just want to help him move on from Virgil's suicide. " He protested. Logan chuckled darkly, before picking up a penknife from his desk top.

" What suicide? " He asked, finger delicately tracing the tip of the knife. Roman's eyes widened.

"You... you... .you killed him! " He gasped, before pushing Logan backwards. Logan stumbled, then leaped forward and pushed Roman back against the wall.

His knife traced Roman's lips. "What pretty lips. Would be a shame if I cut them out. " He paused.

"Though I would like to torture you slowly, my love is waiting outside the door. "

The only thing Roman did was scream. " He killed V! He-" A slash of the throat interrupted his yelling.

Patton burst into the room. "Wha- who killed V?" Stopping in his tracks, his eyes surveyed the scene in front of him, from Logan holding a knife to Roman's slumped body on the floor.

He stared at Logan in horror. "What... What did you do Logan? What did you do to them?" There was a quiver in Patton's voice as he stumbled back from the man in front of him. He had already suspected something odd was happening, but the proof in front of him was undeniable.

"It's simple. " Came the nonchalant reply, "I killed them. "

Patton trembled in his spot as he attempted a confident facade. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?"

Logan walked towards him, before caressing his cheek gently. "Kill you? I would never hurt you, Precious. Don't you see? I got rid of all the threats that stood between us. That emo and that silly prince. Now, we can be together. You can finally be mine. "

Patton pushed Logan away, shaking his head. "I'm not yours, Logan. This isn't right. "

Logan chuckled darkly once more. "Oh Precious, you don't have a choice. You are mine. "