**(a/n) Hey, this is going to be a prinxiety one shot with some logicality, so enjoy!**
Loud sounds from the TV filled Roman's colourful bedroom as the two love birds watched cross legged on the bed.
"Romaaaaan!" Whined Anxiety.
"What is it my dear?" Roman questioned.
"I'm hungry!"
"Well, what do you want me to do about it?" Roman asked, even though he knew the answer.
"Get me some food please." Anxiety was pulling his best puppy dog eyes which was Roman's weakness.
"Fiiiiiiiiine." Roman grumbled.
"Thank you! Wuv you!" Anxiety said childishly.
Roman got out of his comfy position on his soft bed and just after he walked out of the room he heard Anxiety pause the movie. He walked down the stairs and saw Morality in the kitchen making something, he couldn't quite tell what it was but it smelt good.
"Hey there, kiddo!" Morality exclaimed.
"Hello there my good friend, what are you making?" Roman asked.
"Just some chicken soup for Logan because he's feeling a bit under the weather." Morality explained.
"Oh, well, that's no good at all! Tell him I said 'get better soon'." Roman replied. He was more concerned about Morality than Logan because whenever one of them had a cold he treated them all as if it were the plague.
"I will! I just want him to get better before he gets worse and worse until he gets so bad he...DIES!" Morality's voice cracked when he said 'dies' and tears welled up in his eyes as he hid the bottom half of his face in his hands.
"Hey, hey, he's going to be okay, I can assure you of that, I swear on Thomas' life!" Roman said comfortingly, taking his friend into his arms and giving him a warm hug.
"Really?" Morality said looking up at Roman with watery eyes.
"Really. But you should probably get back to the chicken soup before it burns, and remember, Logan's going to be just fine." Roman's voice was soft and gentle, but firm in his assurance.
"I know I'm being a bit silly, I just want to be a good boyfriend and not let him down." Morality confessed.
"Look, he loves you and that means your best is always enough for him." Roman was good at helping people with their insecurities, mainly because his boyfriend was the personification of anxiety so he had to be there for him a lot, but he didn't mind, he loved knowing he could be the light in someone else's darkness.
"Thanks for comforting your old dad!" Morality said cheerfully. "Well, like you said I should get back to the soup."
"Very well, remember Logan's going to be alright, stay charming!" Roman replied brightly.
He opened the cabinets and began to search for something to eat. Cereal, plates, cups, chips, bread and skittles. Roman knew Anxiety very well so he knew that he would want skittles. He grabbed them and said goodbye to Morality before making his way back up the stairs. As he got to the door to his room he got an idea.
Cracking the door open, he saw Anxiety sitting on the end of the bed lost in his thoughts, perfect. Roman crept into the room and crawled silently behind Anxiety, putting down the skittles freeing his hands, he grabbed the hood of Anxiety's black jacket and put it over his eyes.
"HEY WHAT TH-!" Anxiety yelled until he felt soft lips on his, he knew it could only be Roman. They stayed like this for a bit until they heard a Morality screech. "OH MY GOSH YOU TWO ARE SOOOOO CUTE TOGETHER!!!" Their only response was throwing pillows at him which caused them to go into a giggle fit. It was nice for Roman to see Anxiety smiling and giggling because it was a bit of a rare sight but he was happy that his wonderful boyfriend was happy.
