The Dark Prince-{Prinxiety}

Chapter 55: Casual

timeskip.

          Anxiety's POV

     I was currently lied down on the couch in Thomas' living room. Logan was reading a book, Roman was drawing with markers, and Patton was playing random notes on a keyboard he had found. It was the second day of the bet, and I wasn't dreading it that much.

      I was almost falling asleep. The blanket on me was fuzzy and warm. The pillow was soft and completely comfortable. And to top it all of, I had gotten zero sleep last night. The soft notes playing, the occasional page flip or 'schh schh' of the marker. It was completely perfect...

A note played...

      I shot up from my spot on the couch, my breathing slightly uneven. "Uh, Virgil? Are you alright?" Logan asked. I started mumbling lyrics to myself. Patton gave me an uneasy note, then shouted,"OH GOD NO I PLAYED A G-NOTE."

    "Oh boy..." Roman muttered. I lied back down on the couch and tried to get the song out of my head. Stupid freaking bet, I just had to lose it....I got out my phone and started browsing through tumblr.

     Steven Universe fan art, Dodie's new music video, mood boards, everything else. I eventually gave up on that and tried sleeping. This time around, I succeeded.

          Roman's POV

      I finished up my drawing and set it aside on the coffee table. I looked over at Virgil. He was sleeping soundly on the couch, soft breaths and the occasional incoherent mumbling. Adorable...

{Sorry to cut in! As I'm writing this, I'm completely abandoning my fashion sense. Mismatch cat socks, galaxy leggings, and a fifty dollar Panic! At the Disco hoodie...it's all really soft omg}

     Patton eventually stopped tapping random notes on the keyboard. He stood up from his seat and plopped down next to me. He glanced over at my piece. "You made this?!" He exclaimed. "Yeah...do you like it?" I asked. "Of course, kiddo! It looks amazing!" He said, pulling me into a tight hug.

     I returned the hug before he pulled away. "I love it." He said, that big goofy smile on his face. "Thanks..." I said. The picture was filled with different colored swirls and spots, vibrant hues contrasting the darker ones.

     "Well, I'm gonna go get dinner started. I'll see ya." He said, sinking back down in to the mindscape. I was going to offer to help, but okay then. "Hey Logan..." I said, plopping down next to him. "Hello, Roman." He mumbled, flipping to the next page. "Have you realized that Patton has been more....distant lately?" I asked softly.

     He set the book down. "I have. He's just confused about a few things and he needs some time. That's all." He said. "I know that it's hard for him. He pretends to be happy all the time. When you bottle up your emotions it gets hard to hold them back in when you let them all out..." "I don't understand why he did that in the first place..." I mumbled.

     "I don't either. I don't understand why Virgil does it, as well." Logan said. "Well, you know him. He doesn't like 'burdening' other people with problems. I think he's just scared, though. He's scared of people judging him, laughing at him for being so afraid or depressed by something." I explained. "That's not a horrible hypothesis." He said.

      "Hey guys!" Thomas exclaimed, running down the stairs. "Shhh!" I shushed, pointing to the sleeping boy. "Oh, sorry..." He mumbled, a shy smile on his face. "Anyways, I just wanted to say that Joan and Talyn are coming over." "Oh, okay. Thanks for the heads up."

timeskip.

     I flopped down onto my bed. Ah, today was a good day...I buried myself in my blankets. I took out my phone and browsed Steven Universe theories. It was always good to have some speculation on the next season or episode.

knock knock knock

     "Come in!" I shouted. The door slowly opened, then quickly shut. There he was, Virgil, holding something behind his back. "You left this in the living room." He said, tossing me a deep purple marker. "Thanks..." I said, setting it in my basket of different markers.

     "No problem..." He mumbled. I patted next to me on my bed. "Come, sit." I said. He gently sat down next to me. I noticed something...different about his appearance. "You look really cute without makeup."

     His face flushed with a red color, not hidden with white foundation. "And even cuter when you blush~" I teased. He turned away from me, a dark red burning his cheeks and ears. "Aww, don't try to hide it, kitten~" I said, wrapping an arm around him.

     "Shut up you arrogant brat." He grumbled. "Well that wasn't remotely nice." I said. "Yeah, well I don't like being flustered, so shut it." He exclaimed, trying to pull away from my grasp. "Now don't you just love me today?" I asked. "Yeah, sure." He mumbled.

     "Well I love you no matter what, I love you~" I said, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "I love you too..." He grumbled. "It's not like I'll hate you for the rest of the week, no, that's not it." He said, giving me a glare. "Oh you look adorable in pastel colors!" I exclaimed.

     "I will harm you. I know my way around a knife." He deadpanned. "Virge..." I mumbled. "I do! I'm skilled...probably." He muttered. "Pft-okay. Don't hurt anyone though." I said with a chuckle. "Okay, okay." He said. There was a small silence between us.

     "Well, I'm goin' to bed now. Good night." He said, standing up. I grabbed his hand. "Don't you want to cuddle...?" I asked softly and innocently. He gave me this look, almost as if he was annoyed, but he wasn't. His expression softened. "Okay, you win...."

heyyyyyyyyyyyy

was anyone at feghost's stream tonight?

that was fire oml

i was there

it was so funny

and sILHOUETTEGAMES NEEDS TO CHILL

HOLY FRICK

SHE KILLED SO MANY PEOPLE OML

and with an axe too?

sheesh

shes a boss tbh

i love her

she is now my spirit animal lol

aLSO TCA IF YOU ARE READING THIS I LOVE YOU SO MUCH SENPAI

welp

bye bye

c'ya