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A Fool's Weakness (Prinxiety)

A Fool's Weakness:

Ships: Prinxiety

Words ~1,632~

Warnings: Some language, kissing scene, tickling (but duh)

It started with a friendly game of Mario Kart; Emphasis on 'friendly'. The two rivalling aspects sat on the couch, side-by-side, deeply enthralled with the idea of beating the other past the finish line. However, one was losing badly.

"Really Virgil again!? That shortcut is blatant cheating!"

"And you don't think your bullet bill was cheating? The game literally takes control and drives the course for you."

"Nonsense! Its part of the game!"

"And so is the shortcut I took. You're just mad that I found it first." The darker aspect grinned as Roman just stuck his tongue out at him, then quickly returned back to the game.

Soon after, Virgil crossed the finish line with Roman close behind.

"Curses foiled again! I declare a rematch." Roman tossed his controller in frustration.

"That was like the fourth rematch, Princey. Just accept that I'm better than you at Mario Kart." Virgil's smug face only infuriated the fanciful aspect more.

"No! I'm better than you at everything! Except...for maybe a couple of things, but I will prove that I am better than you at this racing game!" Roman is filled with determination.

Virgil rolled his eyes and took pity on his boyfriend. "Ugh. Fine. Last race though. What's your ploy?"

Roman smirked. "We do a race upside down."

Virgil snorted. "If I were Logan I'd totally win. You know that right?"

"Ah, but you aren't Logan." Roman's smirk turned into a full-fledged grin.

Virgil shrugged. "I'm still smarter than you when it comes to positions and dodging things."

The grin was instantly wiped from Roman's face and replaced with a sneer. "I'll make you eat your words."

"I'll make you eat my dust."

"Bring it!" Within seconds, their positions had changed. Shoulder blades to the cushions, heads pointed up at the tv, and their legs dangling over the back of the couch. Neither was in a very comfortable position.

The race started quietly, but then just like with any other competitive challenge, Roman became dramatic. He swerved with his remote control wheel like he was racing in real life, bumping into Virgil on purpose.

"Hey! Ow! Watch it! Keep your drama on that side of the couch please." The only thing that came out of Roman's mouth in return was some childish imitations of car noises as he continued trying to distract him from the game.

"Ugh, would you just play fair for on-Hmph!" As Roman elbowed him in the ribs, a high pitched grunt found its way out of the darker aspect's mouth. This earned an astonished glance from the Fanciful side towards Virgil. Realizing the reasoning behind the noise, a smirk played on Roman's lips. He immediately shrugged it off of his features though, so that his racing partner might not know the mischievous plan he had in mind.

But, Anxiety was no idiot and knew Roman had heard his noise. Deciding it was his best option to be on guard, because the prince would undoubtedly try something 'similar' again later.

And that similar thing came to pass about halfway through the final lap. Virgil was in the lead once again and Roman decided that now was the time for revenge. He took his right hand off of his controller and carefully slid it rest down at Virgil's left side, almost touching it. The darker aspect felt the slightest wiggle, causing his whole body to tense up. It was then, that the prince struck. Roman cupped Anxiety's side giving it a firm squeeze and Virgil cried out as his entire body jolted, barely holding onto the remote control in his hands.