Sanders' Sides Oneshots

Teasing (Prince x Anxiety)

Part two of the "dad voice" one.
Warning for makeout scenes, I guess ???

  "All you've done all day is argue with each other, don't either of you have anything better to do? Both of you, go somewhere else and sort things out between you. If I hear one more word I think I'll go mad!" Patton had shouted at the two, before sending them out of the room. Both of them slowly made their way out,  apologizing.

They walked further down the hallway, coming to a stop at the end of it and looking at each other. "Nice going, you even made dad mad." Anxiety commented.

"We were both arguing, it was your fault too!" Roman pointed at him, pouring.

"Get your finger," he poked Roman in the chest. "Out of my face." He continued to poke him, taking a step towards him, then another and another until he had pushed Roman back against the wall.

Roman was about to retaliate, but sighed as he remembered Patton's anger. "We shouldn't be arguing with each other. We're going to frustrate Morality even more."

Anxiety blinked, and took a step away from him. "Well, what else do you suggest we do, Princey?"

Roman only had to think for a moment, grinning and taking a step closer to Anxiety so they were as close as before. Anxiety looked nervous, but didn't move away from him. "What are you doing?"

"I can think of a few activities other than fighting we might enjoy together." Roman whispered, leaning close to Anxiety. Close enough that Anxiety felt his breath hitting him, their bodies nearly touching. He leaned in closer to Roman, his eyes fluttering closed, expecting.. something.

Roman chuckled, the sound shaking Anxiety who was leaning against him, Anxiety felt a peck on his cheek, and then Roman had stepped away from him, making him stumble. He opened his eyes, catching himself before he fell and staring in shock at Roman. "What was that about?"

"I was just teasing you, what did you expect from me?" Roman laughed. Anxiety growled.

"I don't like you." He huffed, and Roman shrugged.

"I know." He sighed, keeping his smile plastered on. Anxiety stepped closer to him once again, making him back away.

"That was really rude of you." He sounded angry. More angry than Roman had ever seen him. "I am going to get you back, you know that right?"

"And how, exactly, are you going to do that?" Roman laughed nervously. He was cornered at the end of the hall with Anxiety, with no clue what he was going to do.

"Relax, Roman." He chuckled. "I'm not going to fight you. Like you said, there are plenty of other things we could spend our time doing." He stepped closer again, and was now just as close as Roman had gotten to him before.

Of course, they both knew neither of them would actually do something to harm the other. All they did was fight verbally, and occasionally tease each other as Roman had done before, although they had never been that close to something happening. Usually just the flirty remark every-so-often. They would never go too far with it.

Anxiety brought his hand up to set it on Roman's cheek, the other not even blinking as he watched and waited for something to happen. Anxiety brought his face closer than even Roman had, so that there lips just slightly brushed together, his other hand moving up and down Roman's side. Roman's breath hitched, and he did his best to stay calm, knowing that this was only a joke, and that this is what he got for teasing Anxiety first.

However, being this close to Anxiety made him remember just how much he wanted to kiss those lips for real. That had been the reason he originally got so close to Anxiety, he wasn't going to, but it happened. Now, Anxiety being so close to him, Roman felt as though he would lose his mind.