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It was happening again.
He was just lying in bed, trying to get some rest when, inevitably, he started thinking. Then overthinking.
It was a common occurrence, almost as though whenever he didn't have something to distract himself with, his head automatically kicked into overdrive.
Today it was his least favourite topic. Prince.
He knew the others didn't like him, but at least they had the decency to try to cover it. Prince just made comments, ignored him, talked shit about him and just generally made him feel like he didn't deserve to be alive. Hell, maybe he didn't with everything he was putting Thomas through.
Anxiety had always had a soft spot for Roman. He knew it was unrealistic to think they could ever be friends, but he admired him. He wished he could be like him.
But he was stuck being Anxiety, making Thomas' life a fucking misery and drowning in judging looks and horrid comments. He didn't even get any recognition for the shit he put himself through so that Thomas wouldn't have to deal with it. He was unwanted, that much was clear.
It was like, in every interaction they shared between the four of them, Anxiety would mess it up. He would make a comment and upset someone, or bring something up and everyone would turn against him. Honestly, he wasn't even sure why he bothered interacting with them. If none of them thought he was important then maybe he should just avoid them all in general.
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Breathing | Prinxiety
Fanfiction"It's ok, just look at me, ok? Breathe, yeah, just take a deep breath. You're ok. You're gonna be ok." ok so little warning bc a few people have had to stop reading part way through, this book contains sensitive content. completely uncensored, detai...
