Starkid oneshots maybe?

Off Day ~ Rosenwalker

Hi, it's been awhile. When I tell you guys that I have been working on this since quarantined started back in mid March, I'm not lying. Just haven't had the motivation to write. Anyway, this one's a little angsty, so just a TW of anxiety attacks.

Joe groaned as he heard the sound of his morning alarm go off. Why did he even still have one on? There was no need for him to get up at a certain hour.

Rolling over, he slapped his phone to turn it off. As much as he'd like to sleep until whenever he felt, he knew that staying on a schedule was the healthiest thing to do. Eyelids still drooping, he forced himself up into the sitting position, stretching out his arms as he yawned. He rubbed his face in frustration. Seriously, why did he bother waking up? There was nothing stopping him from sleeping in until two in the afternoon. He turned and looked back at his fiancée, who'd slept straight through his alarm. Should he wake him too?

'Coffee first. Let him sleep a little longer.' Joe smiled to himself as he stood up. Brian looked so peaceful while he slept, he couldn't bring himself to wake him just yet so they could start the cycle of another repetitive day in quarantine.

It was fair to say that quarantine wasn't having the healthiest effect on them. While Joe was extremely thankful to finally have some down time to relax, being stuck in the house with nothing to do was proving to have a negative effect on Brian's mental health. Unlike Joe, Brian was someone who needed to keep busy in order to feel okay. And needless to say, it was throwing a strain into their relationship.
Joe bit his lip as he started pouring water into his coffee maker. He wished he knew why quarantine was having such a bad impact on Brian compared to him. Was it his fault? Was it an issue that Brian had? Was it simply because Brian had more trauma in his past? That was the conclusion that Joe found him self agreeing on most of the time, as guilty as he felt for thinking it.

He pressed the start button on his coffee maker, listening to it begin to whir to life. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts on his partner, he barely noticed that his feet had brought him to the bathroom until he was there. As he brushed his teeth and splashed some cold water on his face, he couldn't stop himself from wondering about Brian. Unlike Joe, Brian had been out as gay from a relatively young age, and he'd been bullied brutally for it. Joe could still clearly remember the Brian he'd met ten years ago at Michigan. While charming, funny, and adorable, Joe had always been able to pick up that Brian had some pretty intense anxiety. Over the years, he'd slowly get Brian to open up to him about his life before college; of the namecalling, the beatings, the battle with depression, the intense loneliness of being the only openly gay kid in his high school. How escaping to Michigan and meeting Joe had been a dream come true for him.

Maybe that was why, but too often during quarantine, Joe had found Brian sitting and staring into space, his mind clearly slipping into a dark place. Some days were better than others; the two of them had had plenty of perfectly blissful days in quarantine. But they'd also had their share of days where Brian was quiet, irritable, anxious—really it was impossible to predict.

Joe stared at his coffee maker as it continued to whir. Truth be told, he wouldn't know what version of Brian he'd meet today until he was up, and he knew there was no point in dreading or worrying about it. If Brian was his normal happy self today, no worries. If Brian wasn't, Joe would care for him as best as he could. Either way, he planned on spending the day devoting himself to making his fiancée as happy as possible.

He poured himself a cup of coffee, before grabbing Brian's Ravenclaw mug and pouring him a cup, preparing it with sugar and flavoring like he knew he liked it. Carrying both coffee mugs, he slowly made his way back to their bedroom. Placing both cups down on his nightstand, he pulled open one of his drawers and grabbed a pair of sweatpants, seeing's as he was currently only wearing boxers. He grabbed Brian's coffee and sat down on their bed next to where he was sleeping, placing the cup on the nightstand on Brian's side of the bed.