Request. (I've decided to add them at the end instead of here, as it would give away everything otherwise.)

The royal grumbled to himself quietly, pacing up and down the halls. He had just finished up doing a video with Thomas, the other sides, and Jon. It was fun, yes, up until the point that Anxiety had to go and compliment him.

Sure, him complimenting Jon would have been fine, but it wasn't just the fact that he had complimented him. It was that he had called Jon the best singer of Disney songs. Jon, not him! How crazy was that? Anxiety should have been calling him the best.

Roman paused. Why on earth was this effecting him this much? He knew he was the best. What did it matter what that emo nightmare said? He supposed it shouldn't matter, but he wanted everyone to think he was the best, right? Yeah, that's all it was.

As Roman paced, he suddenly came to a crashing halt as he collided with someone, the both of them falling to the ground.

"Dude, what the heck?" Anxiety shoved the royal off of him, sitting up. "Why are you just walking around in here? Why didn't you even notice me, I've been here for a few minutes now."

Roman froze. "Y-you have?" He questioned, getting up himself and offering a hand to Anxiety. "Did you.. hear me?"

"No, you're too quiet. But seriously, what's up with you?" He raised an eyebrow at the other after accepting his hand, arms crossed.

Roman glanced around the room, arm crossing over his chest to grab onto his shoulder, something he did when he felt awkward or upset. He didn't even notice he was doing it. "Well, I.. was just thinking." He muttered, before clearing his throat and looking up at Anxiety. "Do you like Jon?"

Anxiety gaped at him. "What are you talking about?"

"Well, you were being all nice to him in the video we did! It seemed like you were flirting." He shrugged, seeming to hug himself tighter with his one arm. "I was just wondering."

Anxiety blinked at him. "Alright, I see what's going on." He rolled his eyes. "Don't worry Princey, I just like his videos. I don't like him like that."

"What-but that's-I-" Roman stumbled for words, frowning. "Why would I be worried about that? I-I mean, why should I care if you did?"

Anxiety stared blankly at him, and shook his head, walking off to his room instead of answering him. Roman watched him go, feeling odd.

****

The next day that same odd feeling returned with the sight of Anxiety, and another feeling grew stronger at the mention of Jon. He did his best to push it away, to ignore it, but found it getting stronger and stronger. He had a guess at what it was, of course, but he wanted to push it down. Surely it couldn't be true.

That night was movie night, and all four of the sides had sat down at the couch to watch, Morality and Logan next to each other, with Anxiety next to Morality, and Roman on the end next to Anxiety. He kept glancing at the other beside him throughout the movie, despite it being one of his favorites. He thought of yesterday, when they had done the video again, and frowned.

There was no denying what this was, he knew it. He had been jealous of Jon; it seemed Anxiety had noticed that, judging by the way to spoke about it to Roman. Roman, lost in his thoughts, was pulled back to reality as he felt someone shifting closer, a weight on his shoulder. He went completely still, barely turning him head to find Anxiety leaning on him, still watching the movie and not seeming to notice what he had done.

Roman stared for a moment, and then relaxed, turning back to the movie himself. He would worry about it later, for now he wanted to watch this movie.

****

"I know you were jealous." Anxiety mumbled as the credits to the movie played, and Logan and Morality had fallen asleep against each other. Roman froze.

"I.. how could you tell?" He questioned, turning his head to look down at Anxiety, who still had his head resting on him.

"I lied about hearing you muttering to yourself. I'm not sure you even noticed you said it, but.." Anxiety paused, chewing his lip. "Well, I heard you say that I should love you, not Jon."

Roman's face flushed with color, looking away from the other.

"Look, I wouldn't bring this up if one, I wasn't sure I was right, or two, if I.. didn't have feelings for you." Anxiety sat up a little, his head off of Roman's shoulder now as he stared straight ahead at the screen, as if the credits were as interesting as the movie.

"You.. really?" Roman gawked, and Anxiety sighed.

"Please don't make me regret telling you that, I am still terrified even though I heard you say that and-" Anxiety's rambling (and his breathing) was cut off as Roman hugged him tightly, grinning like an idiot. Which, he was, Anxiety thought.

"I love you!" He exclaimed, and Anxiety smiled back slightly and shushed him.

"You're gonna wake up the other two love birds." He warned, but Roman just laughed.

"Apologies, I just can't help myself. I am incredibly happy you feel the same for me.." He pulled away from their hug to look at Anxiety, both of them with smiles on their lips. Roman leaned forward to press a kiss to his cheek, and laughed once more as the other blushed. "I love you." He said once again.

"Yeah, yeah, you said that." Anxiety shoved him lightly, smiling wider. "I love you too."

This was a lot of fun to write, and I hope that you enjoyed it!

Also I have another thing to say cause it's important

You all mean so so so so so much to me, seriously

Every comment I get on this book makes my day, whether it's a compliment on my writing or just making a joke about what it was I wrote. Seriously, all of your comments have made me feel really welcomed in writing fanfiction for this, even though I was terrified of starting(And still feel a little uncertain sometimes). I sincerely hope you all know how much I love you, and how much you mean to me.

I know ya don't know me, and it surely doesn't mean too much. But I care about you, and want you all to be safe.

Sorry for going off on that I just

A lot happened aha.

But anyways

I'm still working on that book I said I wanted to write for Prinxiety, and have outlined up to chapter eight. I think it's pretty cool so far, I'm excited to write it. And also... terrified.

Like I said sometimes I still feel almost like I should be writing for this fandom. I guess that's just because I only joined recently and I don't know everything, and.. I dunno, I've never written for a new fandom before, the last thing I wrote for I had been there since pretty much the beginning. This is all new and scary, but don't worry-I will face my fears and post the book anyways. Because I've been happy doing it, so why would I give up now?

So, once again, I love you all so very much. Thank you for reading this, I do hope that you enjoyed it. *poof, ring pops and hugs* Bye!-Bob