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5; Love

I just got yelled at for dipping my chicken strip in mustard :(

"Heard you have been talking about me, Roman." I said lazily leaning against the door frame with my hair covering part of my eye and my hands in my jean pockets.

He smiled softly and inched his face near mine, "All good things my dear Anxiety, trust me dear​. All good things."

I smirked and nodded, "I could only hope so, Princey."

"Just a warning Anxiety." He said tapping the door. "If you enter you are going to be under a singing spell."

I laughed. "A singing spell? Really?" He nodded and I scoffed. "Okay."

I entered the room and made my way over to Prince's King size bed.

I looked around his room, looking at each poster, sticker and quote that littered his gray-blue wall. Prince followed me and gave a smile as he sat down next to me.

"Somebody once told me that you were the one." He sang softly. I snorted and scooted over. He really wasn't kidding about the spell. (AN; they'll be singing until Anxiety leaves the room, duh.)

"That is ridiculous Prince. We do not belong."

"Did someone break heart inside? Was it her? Was it depression? Was it you? Was me? I know you're my meant to be."

I sighed, "Things are getting crazy, crippled and diseased anger feeds deep with inside me. I'm married to misery, not literally though."

Prince laughed quietly at the last part and placed​ a hand on my thigh. "Look me in the eye, is anywhere there at all? Look me in the eye I feel so alone here, I don't want to die."

"Maybe," I sang softly the feeling in my stomach warming my being. "Maybe my Prince, you're not alone. I know you know I'm in here. Right in your heart. You've got me falling to pieces coz I'm torn apart."

Prince put down his head sadly and stared into his lap, "I feel so alone here in this empty room, consumed by thoughts of you." He grabbed my arm carefully and rolled my bracelets up with ease. "The hidden scars make me cry, why will you not look me in the eye and tell me you are indeed not fine​?"

"I think I love you and I don't what to do." I took a breath and got off the bed and inched my way over to the door, "I don't want to be afraid to love, but what else do you expect me to do? I'm not fine and I don't know what to do."

I sighed and exited Prince's room without a second thought. Prince's dashed​ out and walked behind me with silence.

"You..Love me Anxiety?"

I groaned and pushed my bangs out of my face, "Please Prince charming, cut the act.  Please just leave me alone and go find some princess to save."

"But Anxiety," He said placing his hand on my shoulder. I stopped and turned to look at him. "Anxiety, I think.. I love you also."

"Think?" I scoffed and shook his hand off my shoulder. "How romantic of you to say Princey. I'm swooning."

"That is not what I meant and you know it, Mr. Hot Topic." He scowled at me. I looked into his eyes and nodded sadly.

"I-I know. I'm sorry Princey."

He held my chin and inched it towards his face, my breath hitched as he brushed his lips carefully against mine.

Totally opposite of how I had kissed him earlier. It was soft and warm.

I noticed that this time his lips had tasted of the candy cane lip gloss he wore on special occasions, like when we were apart Thomas's Vines and YouTube videos.

I melted into the kiss and snaked my arm around his neck, breaking the kiss. "Princey?"

"Yes, my dear Anxiety?" He asked smiling breathlessly.

I gulped and smiled, dropping my arms from Prince's neck, "I-I love you. S-s-so mu-much."

He giggled softly and embraced me in a hug, "I love you to Anxiety."