first Royality One-shot (I think) <3

TW: Panic attack

Roman was smitten. Roman would conjure whole worlds for Patton just so he could see that smile.

So when Patton wanted to see the sides when they were younger, Roman didn't hesitate.

He conjured up a Logan, Virgil, Remus, Janus and Patton. They were just illusions, but Patton squealed.

Logan had come down with Virgil. They gaped at the small figments of themselves before Virgil looked panicky and Logan whipped out a notepad to write down notes.

"Hey, Roman?"

"Yes?"

"What about younger you?"

Roman's smile froze on his face. Luckily, but unluckily, Remus had been eavesdropping so he pounced down onto Roman with a grin. 

That startled Roman enough to accidentally conjure the thing on his mind. 

His little self.

Remus smirked and disappeared, probably thinking it of a funny prank.

A small boy appeared.

A small boy with a red sash but a black costume.

 A small boy with chains and shackles. 

A small boy with a black blindfold and freckles splattered across his pale skin.

A small boy with white hair with a tuft of brown at the front.

A small boy.

Patton's eyes widened. 

Logan's furious scribbling paused. 

Virgil's breathing hitched.

Roman's heart raced.

The figments evaporated in a blink of an eye.

"Roman?"

Roman's eyes were wild and his breathing uneven. His hand gripped his hilt of his sword, scared of the rejection to come.

His eyes blurred and his heart was racing. He couldn't breathe.

The voice seemed muffled and he could only hear his heartbeat.

Warm hands touched his face. 

He jerked away violently, and the hands withdrew.

"4-7-8. 4-7-9." A soft voice told him, and Roman followed, trying to match the steady breathing of the side in front of him.

He managed to, and his vision cleared.

Patton.

Oh.

"Don't...hate me.." He mumbled, and Patton's thumb brushed the tears that Roman didn't even know he was shedding.

"Shhh, nobody hates you..."

"No?"

"No."

Roman's eyes glittered with uncertainty and a faint blush could be seen underneath his discreet makeup.

Without a second thought, he flung his arms around Patton's shoulders and hugged him.

He was safe.

He wasn't that small boy anymore.

It's not the best, but I was in a royality mood for the first time.