as we were sat there in a comfortable silence, we both ended up getting...tired to say the least, and soon, a weight was upon my shoulder. i look over, anxiety's head leaning onto my shoulder, a yawn leaving him. "this means nothing" he grumbled, eyes half lidded.
"thomas is having a creative low, where's that damn prince" i hear logic say, before hearing morality speak up. "he seems pretty nervous about coming up with an idea too" morality added on. "since when is he nervous to come up with idea? usually he loves that" logic retorts, before a sigh. "anxiety!" he calls out loudly.
"whaaat..?" anxiety replies in a much more tired tone, and i can feel his nose against my shoulder, looking at him, he basically tried to hide his face in my shoulder, and i can faintly see the pink under the foundation from touching me.
"why are you trying to bother thomas?" he asks, walking over slowly, brows furrowed in confusion. "why are you trying to bother me?" anxiety glares back. "i found why he's nervous, morality".
i look up at the pair, seeing a wide grin go over patton's face, and a short squeal before logan put a hand over his mouth. "it's so cute!" he muffles out against his hand, holding his arm and moving it away.
"they're touching one another, it conflicts thomas in a different way, makes him...anxious to make any creative decisions".
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pale || prinxiety
Fanfiction⚠️ C O M P L E T E D ⚠️ i used a pale shade of foundation for a reason. it hides a lot. it hides the red cheeks either from blushing, or when the skin gets irritated from tears. [Highest Ranking: 16th August 2017, #148 in Fanfiction]
