Sanders Sides One Shots

Emo Nightmare (Prinxiety)

-Roman's POV-

I hate Virgil so much. He's such an Emo Nightmare! Ugh! But then why do I find him attractive? It makes no sense. He is the embodiment of anxiety. Literally. There is nothing to like about him.

Except his sarcasm, the way he dresses, his eyeshadow, his hair... NO Roman STOP! You are Thomas's right brain, you should be focusing on a video idea, not on Virgil. "UUUUUUUUUUGH!"

-Virgil's POV-

What the hell? Was that Roman? Why is he screaming? Ugh, can't I ever get a break? Why I'm going to check on him, I have no idea. I should hate him.  But he's too handsome. Dammit, Virgil....

I knock on his door. "You alright in there, Princey? You sound more angry than I am when I'm woken up. And that's like, all the time." No response at first. I hear footsteps and soon he is staring at me from the door.

"Uhhh, hi?" I say. What was I supposed to say? He's just kinda.... Staring at me in a half annoyed, half stressed manner.

-Roman's POV-

Oh, perfect. The person I'm stressing about shows up at my door. This is just what I needed.

"What do you want, Hot Topic?" I say slightly annoyed, but also sort of happy to see him. Wait, why? He should not be this important to me. Curse him for burdening my mind...

"That's the second time you've called me that. I'm starting to think you like me, Pretty Boy." He says with his cursed cute little smirk of his. Damn him, he knows my weaknesses!

"W-well, you just called me Pretty Boy, so, so there! Ha!" I say in a panic. What, was I supposed to say, 'Oh, Virgil, of course I do! You're the most perfect Emo anyone could-'

-Virgil's POV-

"...Princey?" I say. No response. He's daydreaming. Wonderful. How- what am I going to do with him?

Then it came to me. I went up behind him and said, "Stop fantasising about me, I'm right in front of you." What the hell did I just do?

-Roman's POV-

Virgil just whispered in my ear. And wow I did not know he could say things like that with so much confidence.

"E-excuse me?! I was not fantasising. I was just... Thinking." Total lie. I was absolutely fantasising.

"Yeah, me too. About the fact that you were fantasising about me. If you want me, here I am, Princey~" he says.  Oh my god. Were all introverts like this?!

"V-virgil!" Was all I could think to say. How in the name of gods was I supposed to reply to something like that?  I may be a prince, but I will not-

But I kinda want him to follow through with that statement....

No Roman! Bad!

-Virgil's POV-

Heh, got 'im. He's blushing, how cute. "You're blushing, Princey." I say, simply to aggravate him further.

"I-i do not blush!" He says back. "Psh, please. The color of your face could rival your sash." I love picking on him. It makes him flustered, and he's cute when he's flustered.

"H-how dare you! Why I otta-" I cut him off by kissing him. Nothing to romantic and mushy, just a short, 'shut up' kiss. But I liked it..

"You otta what, Roman? What will you do to me~?" I say to him. He just turns more red and huffs. That's when Patton walked by, and I just kinda smirked as he looked between us.

-Patton's POV-

I look between Roman, who is extremely red in the face, and Virgil, who has a smirk on his face. What did my Dark, Strange Son do to Roman that made him look so embarrassed?

"What's going on here, kiddos?" I ask with a small smirk of my own. This should be amusing to hear. Roman just looks away while Virgil speaks up.

"I was just trying to get Princey to tell me how much he loves me." He says, smirk widening.

"Okay, well you two play nice. I'm going to the movies with Logan. Try not to mess too much up." I say while waking away. But not before I heard them yell in unison, "PATTON!!"

A/N
So, I will take requests, however, I do not like sad endings. So I will write a sad story if it ends happily. Have a good day everyone (or night, whenever you're reading this)!