Sanders' Sides Oneshots

Call Me Roman (Alternate Ending)

I am not accepting requests until I am back from vacation. Don't ask, I will not write it. Unless I already said it was okay.

I'm actually just gonna rewrite the whole thing it's just gonna have the same name lol. Warning: I don't know how to write shit like this so it's probably bad lol. I also feel the need to mention that added to my drafts that you guys can't see this is part 69 how funny

There was something that Roman had noticed recently, something that had annoyed him. He wasn't quite sure why, as it was a really simple thing, but it irked him. Despite everyone calling him by his name by now-everyone meaning Thomas, Morality, and Logic-there was one trait who seemed to refuse to do so.

Anxiety.

Again, he knew it was a very silly thing to fret over, but he couldn't help but wonder why he had never said it. Did he do it on purpose, to frustrate Roman? A plausible explanation, though he had no proof of that. He still called Roman Princey even when they were having a civil conversation, and although that wasn't often, he wasn't using it to annoy Roman. He just said it.

Did he not think he was close enough to Roman to use it? That one didn't make much sense. The two had become very close recently, close enough to be considered friends. Logan and Morality used his name, so why hadn't he?

Even after the two had gotten together and Roman had told Anxiety he could call him that, the other still refused. Though, for now, Roman decided that he would push that thought aside. Right now, he and Anxiety were cuddled up in Roman's bed, watching a movie together. Neither of them were paying much attention to the movie, instead focused on each other, holding each other close and sharing short and sweet kisses.

Roman finally kissed Anxiety for a longer amount of time, more force behind this kiss. One of his hands moved to tangle itself in Anxiety's hair, the other at his back, both of Anxiety's arms wrapped around Roman's neck. Roman pulled away only when they needed to breathe, pressing kisses to Anxiety's jaw, and moving down to his neck.

Anxiety leaned his head back, breath catching in his throat as Roman nipped at his neck, a groan escaping his lips. "R-Roman.." he breathed, making the other pause.

"I think that's the first time you've ever called me by my name..." He mumbled against Anxiety's skin, a smile forming on his lips. "I definitely want to hear more of that." He chuckled.

Roman's name was said a lot that night.

I mean. It's not good but you asked for it lol. This was my best attempt at writing something even slightly smutty and I failed. I was gonna do more but I'm too awkward for that haha.

Okay but seriously I'm not accepting any more requests until after I get back from vacation in two weeks. I have five drafts in here rn and they're all requested things. (BY THE WAY WHAT HAPPENS AT PARTIES HOW DOES ONE WRITE ABOUT A PARTY IVE BEEN TO ONE AND I LITERALLY NEVER WANT TO REMEMBER IT SO)

So like seriously no more requests please I'm begging you people read the note at the beginning. Every single time I say this I get at least two more requests and I always feel bad for denying them.

Okay anyways. I need to sleep. I actually had conversations with lots of people today and I just. I don't know how I managed it I think I talked to one of them while actually having an anxiety attack oops. Yeah I'm exhausted after all of that.

*mini train carries you a ring pop* I love you guys. Thanks so much for reading. Bye!-Bob

Do you ever just realize in the middle of talking to someone that in comparison to them you sound like a complete dweeb bc