Sanders Sides Oneshots <3

Part 1

"Just go over there and flirt with him. It's not hard. I'm sure he likes you back. you got this Kiddo! " Patton soothes me, ushering me towards Roman.
Reluctantly I agree. I sigh, letting my hair fall into my face as I slide closer to Roman, who was enthralled in a Disney movie. I really couldn't care less about what he was watching.
"Hey, Verge!" he says ushering me over. I sit next to him, thinking over what I want to say. How do I flirt? Will he be weirded out? I force these thoughts out of my head to avoid a bigger panic attack than the one I can already feel building up. Fuck it, I thought.
"Hey, Ro?" I ask, refusing to make eye contact with him.
"Yeah?"
I suck in a deep breath, ignoring the pink tinge across my cheeks.
"I like my boyfriends like I like my intrusive thoughts."
"But you don't like intrusive thoughts?" He asks hesitantly.
"Let me finish the line dammit!"
"Okay, go ahead..." He replies, uncertain.
"I like my boyfriends like li like my intrusive thoughts. " I stutter with my words for a second before spitting out,
"FuckingMeOverInTheMiddleOftheNight."
"Oh GOD." I hear Logan groan and facepalm.
"I... uh... did I hear you correctly? You want Remus to fuck you in the middle of the night?" Roman asks, uncomfortably.
"WHAT NO I - EW - I'm sorry I need a second,  No, Roman I don't want to fuck REMUS. I-
Nevermind this is stupid. I should have trusted my gut and pushed it all down nice and deep where I can never hurt anyone. Sorry, I'll go..." I ramble, yet somehow Roman was still listening. I run off to my room without looking back. I groan at how bad I fucked up this time and flop down on my bed. My stomach grumbles. Fuck off, I think. I curl up into a ball, pull on my headphones, and try to drown out the thoughts that won't stop flowing. I scroll through Tumblr for a while.

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I start to feel it. Ugh not now. Please... I plead myself, but the panic attack has already set in. Everything becomes a blur. All I want to do is cry. And then cut. I can't breathe. Every sound fades out, especially the soft knocking on my door. I crumple to the floor, letting the tears fall, not fighting them anymore. I press my forehead to the cool floorboards and I feel someone slide down next to me. I can barely see or hear, but I know its Roman. I listen harder, focusing on his voice, instead of the ones in my head.
"... Anx, if you can hear me, try to breathe. It's okay. It's gonna be okay." He starts rubbing small circles on my back. I don't know why, but I relax under his touch. I sit up slightly and count my fingers. Ten. No more. No less. I'm real. I try to breathe slower but fail miserably when my breath catches in my throat, throwing me right back into panic.
"Hey. Look at me. Breathe. I know, it's scary, but you can do it. I'm here for you. In for four, hold for seven, out for eight, right?" I nod slowly and follow Roman's instructions. I start feeling better, but then my thoughts come back. This isn't like Princey. Since when did he start caring for me?
Do I feel him pull me into a hug? he's hugging me? I awkwardly accept the hug and relax into his embrace. With every dark thought swarming my head, all I can manage to ask is.
"Why?"
"Why what, Virgil?" He asks, pulling away slightly to look me int the eyes.
"Why, did you help me? Come to see me? How did you know? Why don't you hate me like everyone el-" I'm cut off by Roman ramming his lips into mine. It takes a second to realize what happened, but then I happily kiss back.
"Why did you do that?" I ask when we part.
"Virge, I have wanted to do that for a long time. I don't know how it happened, but... I think I'm in love with you. You don't have to say anything, I know its weird, but I just wanted you to know. I'm sorry if this weirds you out-"
My heart does backflips in my chest. Is this real?
"Roman... I love you too..." I cut him off.
"What? Really? Oh my god, dangit Logan was right and now I owe him 20 bucks, how am I gonna-"
"Shut up and kiss me again, Princey," I say to his rambling.
"You don't have to tell me twice." He says with a smirk, and he kisses me again. It's soft and gentle at first, but full of passion and love. I pull him closer by his sash, deepening the kiss. Our tounges battle for dominance for a few seconds before he gives in and I win. My tongue explores every crevice of his mouth and he lets out a tiny moan. We pull apart, panting.
"I love you, Emo nightmare." He says.
"I love you too, My Prince," I respond. "Stay with me?" I ask, like a child.
he grins before replying with  "Always."
I cuddle into him and put my head on his chest. I can hear his heartbeat and I sigh. I fall asleep on Roman. I feel safe, for once.
Maybe pickup lines do work, after all