Requested.

"Well this is just perfect, isn't it?" Anxiety grumbled, arms crossed as he kicked at the door. They had been trying to get out for a while now, but to no avail.

"That's certainly not going to help anything." Roman pointed out, and Anxiety sneered at him.

"What else do you suggest we do until someone comes to rescue us? Talk?" He scoffed.

"Y'know, it wouldn't kill you to have an actual conversation with me. One not involving insults thrown at each other." Roman sighed. "Who knows, maybe we're not as different as you think?"

"You're right, let's just ignore the fact that we have literally always argued since the day we met each other. It's as easy as just getting locked in a tiny room together." Anxiety kicked the door again, and Roman rolled his eyes.

"Whatever, Anxiety. I was hoping to pass the time by pleasantly, but I guess I'll just stay silent instead while you insult me and kick the door." Roman sat down with another sigh, staring off into space with a frown on his lips. Anxiety was silent for a while, looking between the door and Roman a few times. Eventually, he sighed as well, kicking the door one last time for good measure and then walking back to Roman, sitting down next to him.

"What do you want to talk about...?" Anxiety mumbled, almost so quiet that Roman hadn't heard him.

"Anything at all." Roman shrugged. They sat in silence for a moment, and Anxiety finally broke it with a question.

"Do you think they'll find us in here?" He frowned, and Roman blinked at him.

"Well, of course. They're bound to notice us missing." He shrugged. "They'll come looking for us."

"A-are you sure?" Anxiety asked again. He chewed his lip nervously. "I mean, I'm... I'm sorry. I'm just worried."

Roman frowned, looking at Anxiety in concern. "I'm positive." He assured, offering a small smile. "Don't worry, An. We'll get out of here."

Anxiety jumped when he felt something touch his hand, relieved when he found it was just Roman attempting to comfort him. He smiled awkwardly. "Thanks. Um... Don't call me An, though." He turned his head away, but didn't move his hand from underneath Roman's. Roman didn't move his hand, either.

They sat in silence for a while, sitting in the cramped room, hands still touching. After a while Roman struck up a conversation again, and soon the both of them were laughing together.

Roman had completely forgotten what the two of them had found so funny after he saw Anxiety laughing. He swore it was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen in his life. He would never admit it aloud, of course.

Once Anxiety had noticed Roman stopped laughing his own giggles died down, and he found the other staring at him, cheeks stained a light pink. Anxiety felt a blush of his own burning his cheeks at the way Roman was staring at him, admiring every feature of his.

"What is it?" He breathed, confused. His heart was beating so fast, and was Roman moving closer? It seemed like it. Anxiety felt the need to move forward as well.

"I..." Roman started to say something, and then was cut off as the door flung open, both he and Anxiety quickly moving away from each other and standing up.

"There you guys are!" Patton rushed inside, quickly giving Anxiety a giant hug. "We were wondering where you went! I was worried!"

Anxiety answered all of Patton's questions regarding his and Roman's safety, acting annoyed with the parent as he went off asking them a million questions. Throughout all of this, Roman watched Anxiety, wondering what had just happened between them.

Could they perhaps like each other more than they both even knew themselves?

Roman sighed and pushed the thought away, putting on a smile and assuring Patton that he too was unharmed. What a silly thought to have, Roman smiled to himself, an underlying sadness hidden underneath it.

Okay so before I go off on some random tangent I actually have been thinking about something

I may write like, an alternative ending to that one oneshot I did a while ago called "Call me Roman" but like........... kinda smutty but not really bc I can't write that very good lol. Would people like to read that or is it weird???? Let me know haha

Okay so random tangent now(meaning you can ignore me I don't care haha). It's really strange to think about how people online might know a ton about me but.... they also don't know a lot of things. Like, if you met me online you might learn things like what my favorite color is but you won't know how I giggle a ton when I'm nervous and I stutter when I'm too excited and talking to fast I stumble over my words, or how I act when I'm nervous or incredibly happy or even feeling super confident and it's just??? Weird. How you can know a ton about someone online but then not know a lot at the same time.

I guess I've been thinking about this bc I've been thinking about what it'd be like to be in a relationship again and how I probably wouldn't do that online again haha(just thinking about dating again terrifies me oops). I'm just a lonely soul with no friends irl tho so really it's my only option oops. Anyways I've talked far too much now and I'm gonna get some sleep and prepare for social interaction tomorrow. Wish me luck. Hope this was alright!!! Thank you so much for reading. Bye!-A tired individual known as Bob