Prinxiety One Shots

Thunder

Y'ALL IM SORRY IM NOT WRITING REQUESTS AND IM USING MY TIME TO WRITE THIS GARBAGE INSTEAD BUT INSPIRATION STRUCK. 2148 WORDS AND I WROTE IT ALL THIS MORNING BECAUSE I WOKE UP TO A THUNDERSTORM AND WENT 'YESSSSSS WRITING IDEA' AND WROTE THIS IN LIKE AN HOUR. IM SO SORRY AND IM GONNA STOP USING CAPSLOCK NOW. WHO AM I, KARKAT VANTAS? (YES IM ALSO HOMESTUCK TRASH NOW)

This is so self-indulgent I just wanted to write prinxiety being cute and Logan being a disaster gay and damn mission accomplished

Roman gave out a small yelp as thunder clapped yet again. He couldn't tell which he hated more: thunder, or hating thunder.  It's embarrassing! This is no way for a brave prince like himself to act!

He tried to listen to the rain to ground himself.

Flash!

Bang!

He screamed again. He knew all too well about the time between a flash and a thunderclap. That that one had been too close for comfort. His mind started to race. What if they get struck by lightning? What if the wind rips off the roof of the house! What if- Get a hold of yourself, Roman.

He took a deep but trembling breath and decided he needed someone to help him. He ran through his options. Of course, he could ask Stormcloud himself. But he wasn't sure if they were quite at the stage in their relationship where he wouldn't be made fun of for this yet. Nerd would definitely lecture him on why this is stupid, so that's out of the question. Patton? Bingo.

Slowly and not so steadily, he got out from under the covers he was hiding in, then made his way to Patton's room. He found the door ajar and knocked as he pushed it open a little.

"Come in!" He found Patton in the same state he was. Shaken, scared, and trying to hide under several layers of blanket.

"Are you scared of storms too?" Patton nodded. "Wanna be scared together until the rain stops?" He nodded again and scooched over on the bed so Roman had room to sit. He threw Roman an extra blanket, which he graciously took.

So they sat in Patton's unlit room, being pathetic and whining about the storm.

Under normal circumstances, Virgil would never wake up on a night like this. He loved thunderstorms. They were like a lullaby, they put him to sleep, and god knows he needs as much of that as he can get.

No, thunderstorms didn't wake him up. What did wake him up was the sound of a yelp down the hall. Already fearing the worst, he got out of bed and followed the vague sound of whimpering to Patton's door. He found Logan at the door too, looking worried. Virgil knocked and pushed open the door. What he found almost made him laugh. Princey and Patton both hiding under blankets from the storm.

He and Logan looked at each other resolutely, having a short, wordless conversation. Then they nodded and walked in together. Virgil immediately went to Roman's side.

"Didn't know you were afraid of thunderstorms. Seems weird, you're dating one after all." He figured it would get a laugh out of Roman, but nothing happened. "C'mon, it's nothing to be afraid of." Wait, shit, is he... crying? Oh, that's not good. "Hey, hey, I was kidding. It's alright to be afraid. C'mere." He hugged Roman through the blanket huddle, then pushed the blanket off of him.

"Don't- what are you- hey, put me down!" Roman found himself in Virgil's arms, bridal style. And he wasn't happy one bit. It was supposed to be the other way around!

"Shush," Virgil said. He looked over at the other two. Logan was taking a more conventional and, well, logical approach to calming Patton down. Whatever, Virgil has the advantage here. He's already dating his scaredy-cat and can cuddle him to the ends of the earth, or at least until he feels better. He left Logan and Patton in the room and walked out with Princey still thrashing in his arms.