Sanders Sides One Shots: Volume 2 [COMPLETED]

Closed In A Closet (Prinxiety)

November 18th, 2018
Requested.
A/N: Sorry if these one shots haven't been that great lately... on the upside, I've only got a couple more requests to go through before I can start taking them again. Reminder that I will be rejecting them if I feel like I won't enjoy writing them.

Virgil didn't ask to be shoved into a closet. Metaphorically speaking, he'd spent a solid portion of his life there already and didn't really enjoy it. Yet here he was again, in a dark closet, but this time, he wasn't alone.

"Patton!!" Roman screeched, pressing himself against the door. The moral Side was giggling as ran away from the closet. "Hey!! Let us out!"

It became clear to Virge that this was a plot to get the two of them together, but that wasn't going to be happening so they were just trapped in a closet together. He sighed and slid down to sit on the floor. "Give it up Princey, he's already gone," the anxious Side told him with a huff. "Looks like you're gonna have to deal with me until he lets us out, which I'm sure you're thrilled about."

The prince didn't look pleased. As a matter of fact, he was shaking when Virgil looked up at him. He literally trembling and his chest was heaving up and down with labored breaths. The emo nightmare jumped to his feet, concern lacing his features.

"Roman? What's wrong?" he asked as the creative Side cowered and clawed at his neck. "Ro-"

"I c-can't breathe, it's too- not enough space- the walls, are they closing in on us?!" the prince cried, sounding panicked and anguished. "I can't b-breathe, Virgil-"

The anxious Side felt fear spike through him. It was unnerving to hear his voice shake the way it was. "Are you claustrophobic? Oh god, come here, I've got you," he rushed out, pulling him into his arms and hugging him close. He was shuttering in against his chest. "Shh, shh, I've got you, I've got you, it's okay, take deep breaths, in really slow through your nose and out really slow through your mouth. Breathe in for four seconds, hold it for seven, and let it out for eight."

"O-Okay, okay..." Roman stuttered, following his instructions as he clung to him.

"I've got you, okay Ro? You're safe," Virgil murmured in his ear, pressing his nose to his earlobe. The prince nodded a little, ducking his head under his chin and seemingly breathing in his scent as he started to calm down. After a few moments of silence, his breathing was back to normal. "You okay?"

The creative Side nodded, pulling away to meet his gaze. "Why would Patton do that?" he asked, looking around at the small closet with wide eyes.

"He was probably thinking if he closed us in here, we start making out or something," he explained. "You know how much he ships us. It's almost becoming a problem, like when he teleported you during the Valentine's Day video so we'd hold hands?"

Roman giggled a little at that, smiling. "Yeah, but that was funny."

"Funny? You screamed in horror," the anxious Side pointed out.

"I didn't actually mind," he replied, smiling as he grabbed his hand and intertwined their fingers together. Virgil stared at it in surprise, blushing as he looked at their hands. "Maybe it's the fact that I was just hyperventilating so I'm lightheaded, but I really like you actually."

The prince cuddled closer to him as he said that, making the emo nightmare blush as he smiled and held him in his arms. "Well, I like you a lot too, Princey."

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