Virgil's Pov
"Love, what's wrong?"
"Stop calling me love, my name is Tristan" He won't look me in the eye anymore
"Answer my question" I hold his face and go to kiss him. He pushes me away
"Too intimate" He kisses me on the cheek, but still won't really look at me. I can feel myself get more anxious. What happened?
"Hey, anx calm down. You're making Thomas anxious for no reason"Prince yells
"Sorry"
"Look at that, they say they like you now, but we both know they still hate you"
"What?"
"You heard me"
"What happened? You barely talk to me unless you're telling me somethings wrong with me. You never listening. You don't let me have control anymore"
"I don't know what you're talking about" he says, innocently
"You don't even stay with me in bed anymore. I must've crossed a line. Am I losing my mind?"
"No, I'm just doing my job. My job doesn't include cuddling with you at night" Everything about him was cold.
I looked into his eyes. No more love or passion. There was hunger and yearning for love. But it was mostly just cold and blank. Like he was staring at a stranger.
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If you love me, let me in (Prinxiety)
FanfictionSometimes you need someone to love you before you can love yourself Inspired by: myself, i guess Trigger Warning: this story contains self harm and depression/ depression related topics
