It was the next day, and Anxiety had woken up early. An extremely rare occasion. After hours of lying in bed ridiculing himself over how he was selfish enough to put everyone through so much, he decided that maybe he could fix it. Logic felt bad for not noticing, Morality felt bad for supposedly 'failing him' and Prince - well, Anxiety wasn't exactly sure how Prince felt about everything. All he knew was that since the royal had found him in such a state he wouldn't leave him alone for two seconds. He'd become almost clingy, and honestly Anxiety wasn't complaining. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying having someone next to him when he woke up in the morning, constantly showering him with little touches and encouraging smiles.
He'd always looked up to Roman, always wished he could be like him, but it was clear that would never happen. So maybe having him there as a friend would be enough. Maybe. He almost wished that there was something more than that, but he knew he was a fool to even think like that way. Not only would Prince be completely against being with someone like Anxiety, he wasn't quite sure how that would even work. They were Thomas' personality traits, how on earth could they be in a relationship?
It was just wishful thinking. He had to convince himself of that.
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Wow only 13 chapter before any hint of romance great. Also double update bc I didn't update in like a month oops
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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...
