Because everyone else also seems to imagine Anxiety as shorter than the rest of them I decided to write this. 

Anxiety hated being short. It was incredibly inconvenient when he needed to reach something, and he was teased for it often by the others. 

Roman loved that he was short. He told Anxiety many times it was one of the reasons he was so adorable, and not only that but it was a lot of fun to mess with him for it. For example, as the two were standing together and having a conversation with Patton and Logan, Roman had his arm resting on Anxiety's head. Anxiety had tried to bat his hand away, but to no avail. 

"Is this necessary?" He grumbled, looking up at Roman who grinned back down at him. 

"Whatever are you talking about, dear?" He stifled a laugh as Anxiety glared at him. 

"I know I'm short, but you don't just get to use me as an arm rest!" He huffed, stepping away from Roman. Roman frowned. 

"Aw, come on, I'm only teasing you." He tried to step closer to Anxiety, but the smaller trait just shook his head and took another step back. 

"Nuh-uh, if you're gonna tease me then I don't wanna hang out with you Roman." He rolled his eyes at the royal. 

"I'll stop, I swear!" Roman begged, taking Anxiety's hand. "C'mon, you know I love you." He brought his hand up to press a kiss to the back of it, pouting at him. 

Anxiety frowned, trying to stay mad at Roman and failing. He sighed finally, and stepped forward to hug him, his blushing face hidden in his chest. "Fine," he mumbled. "I love you too." 

Roman wrapped his arms back around Anxiety, smirk on his lips as he reached into his pocket stealing his phone. As soon as Anxiety realized what he was doing he bolted, Anxiety chasing after him, shouting. "I hate you!" 

After a while of running Roman hit a dead end. Thinking quickly, he held the phone in the air as high as he could, laughing as Anxiety tried to reach it, cursing at Roman. Anxiety jumped up and down in an attempt to grab it, making Roman laugh even more. He tried to grab Roman's arm and pull it down, but Roman was stronger than him. Anxiety even tried to climb him to get it back, Roman laughing the entire time as he kept slipping back down. 

"Roman," Anxiety whined, sliding to the floor in defeat. "Just give it back, please." 

Roman chuckled again, sitting on the floor next to him and holding it above him. As Anxiety tried to grab it he snatched it away again, Anxiety grumbling and launching forward to tackle Roman, sitting on top of him and taking his phone back. He stood up and glared down at him. "Who's short now?" 

"Still you, dear." Roman laughed as he stood up, pulling Anxiety into a hug. "Okay, I'm sorry, although that was funny I probably shouldn't have done it." He kissed Anxiety's forehead, mumbling. "Forgive me?" 

"Maybe..." Anxiety shrugged, not looking at Roman. 

"Maybe? What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" He frowned, looking down at him. 

"Lay down with me to watch a movie and nap?" Anxiety asked, looking back up at him with a small grin. 

"I'd love to." Roman kissed his forehead again, smiling back. 

**** 

Roman was in his room, laying on his bed and waiting for Anxiety. He had said he wanted to do something before laying down, and Roman said he would go ahead and get the movie ready. When his door opened and Anxiety finally came in Roman just stared at him for a moment. 

"Is... that my shirt?" He asked, looking over Anxiety. The other blushed, looking down at the shirt that came down to his knees. 

"Um... No?" He tried, wrapping his arms around himself nervously. Roman chuckled and beckoned him over. As soon as Anxiety was close enough he pulled him down onto the bed, holding him tightly and kissing him. 

"You're adorable," He mumbled after they pulled away. "I love you." 

"Yeah, yeah..." Anxiety smiled and kissed Roman again. "I love you too." 

I am exhausted 

For some reason the pain medicine I was given for my injured ass doesn't make me stop hurting, it just makes me tired. But I can't even sleep cause it hurts so darn bad. 

On another note I have the sweetest sister ever and I don't acknowledge that enough. She knows I have bad social anxiety and I hate having to order in restaurants, and recently she's been offering to order for me because of it. She also is the only one besides my best friend to call me Oliver so. She's really nice. 

Anyways I am seriously exhausted right now so I'm going to try and get some sleep soon. Bye!-Bob 

I also just found out my uncle is engaged whAT