Sanders Sides Omovember 2024

Painting Nails

A/n: Okay so the prompt is that Roman and Patton are doing each other's nails, and Roman is extremely good at painting nails, so when Patton's are drying he realizes he has to pee so bad but he doesn't want to ruin all of Roman's hard work. So he holds it, but realizes he may have put off his need for far too long in favor of all the fun activities....

"Come on, Patton~" Roman sing-songed, Answer the question! Or else, you'll have to do a challenge! So i'll ask again—who is your crush?"

Patton jutted out his bottom lip into a stubborn pout, "no fair! That question is way too personal!"

"That is the most basic bitch question I could have given you" Roman scoffed. Patton kept his mouth shut, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth to gnaw on it nervously. After a few more seconds, he shook his head.

Roman groaned dramatically, eliciting a giggle from Patton, "fine! Let's see what this app says your challenge is" he clicked the button that said 'question not answered: punishment/challenge' and he read it aloud, "chug a whole bottle of water in one sitting and then do ten sit ups. Ooh, that's not gonna feel good" he laughed

Roman hopped up off of his seat at the kitchen island, and went to the fridge to find a bottle of water, "you know, these punishments have been pretty lame. I mean, imagine if I came up with them! That would be way more entertaining!"

Patton agreed with that statement, but Roman had a very creative mind. His punishments would probably be borderline evil, "No way, you would destroy me!" He laughed, taking the bottle of water that Roman handed to him. He cracked open the cap, and chugged the water in thirty seconds, Roman cheering and whooping the entire time he did so.

"Epic!" Roman exclaimed, "sit up time, i'll count!"

"Ugh—" Patton groaned, panting heavily as he wiped his lips. He laid down on his back, put his arms behind his head and began to do his sit-ups, "Oh my gosh, I had a C in gym class last year for a good reason!" He powered through the push ups, before he collapsed, out of breath as Roman shouted 'ten!'

"Awe, our high school gym teacher would be so impressed. Should I reach out to him on facebook and tell him about your achievement?" Roman teased.

Patton giggled, "he would probably just block you."

Roman outstretched a hand, helping Patton stand back up, "Probably."

"Ugh, water is so nasty compared to my sprite. I need a pallet cleanser" he began to chug his sprite, choking as he did so, because it burned his throat.

Roman laughed at him while he fell into a coughing fit, "you've already destroyed three cans of sprite in the past three hours!"

"I've been holding back, you should feel lucky I haven't pounded through the entire case" Patton joked, even though he was sure he could do so easily.

"Ugh, you're going to be burping all night" Roman said, "why did I even invite you over?" He teased.

"Because, we have the best sleepovers ever!!!" Patton cried out. It was true—they really did. They were three hours in, and neither had the chance to be bored for even one second. Even when they weren't doing an activity, or just scrolling aimlessly through their phones, the conversation never became awkward or quiet. It was like their friends always said—'get Roman and Patton locked in a room together, and they'd be too busy yapping to even think about escaping' and there was a lot of truth to that statement.