Sanders' Shots & Imagines

Escape From Reality P.3 (Prompt By BBCanimefangirl)

~Slight Time Skip ~

It's been four weeks since the 'incident' between Anxiety and the others and he's been literally doing his all to avoid them... well really Logan and Roman. The royal especially. Every time one of them would even look his way, he'd shake his head and walk the other way. Prince couldn't even say a word to Anxiety without him glaring and walking away. Yeah, they knew how bad they had hurt the anxious boy and how he wanted nothing to do with them, but Roman took this harder.

He felt as if all chances of ever getting the cautious trait to forgive him were vanquished. And that thought really bruised his ego. He couldn't take it anymore. He went to the only person that could help him with such problems. Morality. He rushed right to the elder's door and knocked profusely until he got an answer. He was met with the parental trait and instantly collapsed into his shirt. Patton, knowing how Roman gets when he feels defeated, led the regal trait to his bed and consoled him.

"I-I don't know w-what to do anymore. It hurts so b-bad. He won't even l-look at me let alone t-talk to me."

"He just needs time, Roman."

"But how much?!"

"Well-"

Prince cried harder into the parent's chest. Anxiety and time... instantly equaled never. Once his melancholy cries subdued to leaking tears, Roman spoke once again.

"I know what I did was inappropriate of me, and as a friend and a fellow trait, I should have never talked to Anxiety that way, especially about something out of his control such as his dreams. I just want him to forgive me. He has most likely lost all feelings,  but I have no care for that right now. As long as he just forgives me. I just wanna talk to him. I love him."

"P-Princey?"

Both Patton and Roman looked up at the doorway to see a stunned Anxiety standing their. Morality knew he was forgetting something when he went to sit down. The Prince was cherry-faced and mortified. Seeing as how Roman was really in no position to speak, the parent did the honors.

"How long were you standing there, kiddo?"

"Long enough."

Anxiety walked inside the room, surprising Prince to no end.

"Dad, could we be alone for a minute. Just me and Roman?"

Despite it being his room, Patton solemnly nodded and left the room, likely looking for Logan. The room reeked of silence until the unexpected broke it.

"I shouldn't be in here. I just know it. I should still be mad at you. I shouldn't care about how you feel right now or what's been going on between us, but I do."

Though Roman desperately wanted to, he couldn't say anything to the boy. What was he supposed to say?

"I never wanted to be like I am. I never wanted to be the bad guy. It just happened."

The younger trait could feel the tears prick his eyes. Despite that, he continued.

"The worst part of only being the villain is that no one tries to see the good in you. For instance, the fact that I bring anxiety attacks and stress to Thomas causes me to produce nothing but dreams as a mechanism to calm him and help him sleep at night."

He sighed, forcing away the tears as he finished.

"I know I don't seem like I care. I know I'm a sarcastic bastard and I make snarky remarks and half ass comments, but I care about Thomas. I do a lot. So much that you don't even know or realize."

Roman turned his head, now facing the anxious boy. He had no idea.

"Anxiety... I'm so very sorry. I should have never said those things about you. I should have never reacted that way. A dream is just a dream and nightmares are inevitable. But I let something as small as that blind me and I hurt you. We don't have to go back to the way we were. Hell, you don't have to like me. All I beg for is your forgiveness."

Silence fell upon the room again. Suddenly, Roman was pulled by his collar and met with a soft, warm pair of lips. His heart burst into flames as a piercing fire filled him. His cheeks burned as deep as scarlet and a furious flood of adrenaline filled him. He couldn't believe it Anxiety had kissed him. Once they pulled apart, Anxiety pulled Roman into an embrace.

"I forgive you."

They pulled apart and smiled.

"Now that we're cool, care to explain that dream under the tree?"

Anxiety blushed, chuckling.

"Nope."

He dashed out the room, with Roman straight (gay) behind him.

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Extra scene:

Anxiety walked inside the common area, spotting Logan on the couch, reading a book. The young boy walked over to the couch, sitting next to the reasonable trait, taking him by surprise. He sat there for a minute or two making logic even more nervous and confused than ever. He didn't wanna do anything to upset Anxiety, so he simply sat there.

Knowing Logan wasn't very good with emotions or starting conversations dealing with them, Anxiety simply wrapped his arms around the teacher, shocking him even more. Logan responded by hugging back.

"I'm sorry, Virgil." he said with a tear rolling down his cheek.

"I know. I forgive you."

They both sat there in silence, with Logan happy about the fact that he finally got his friend back.

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I know, I'm a shitty person. Please don't shoot to kill. I wanted to update like all these chapters at once, but I'm stuck on most of them, and its kinda cruel to keep this dragging on. So boom, zee final chapter. I hope you guys like it, it was rotting in my drafts for decades.

Until Next Time Weirdos