Balance

Roman was a man filled with grandeur imaginations of high-class nobility and heroic valiant feats. You, however, were the complete opposite with your desire for simplicity and domesticity.

Which is why many people are confused whenever they find out that you and Roman are a couple.

There were many cases as to why you two get along perfectly. When two people live completely opposite lives, their relationship balances the extremes to one more simplistic, yet adventurous lifestyle.

While it is a good idea to take note of this in the beginning of your relationship, you have found more and more throughout the years you've been with him that you were more different to Roman than you initially thought. Because of this, the many sleepless nights shared between the two of you when you fought were enough to wonder if staying with Roman was still a good idea.

It seemed, though, that your Prince Charming has also dimmed the radiance and light that you have always admired him for. Lately, you've noticed that Roman has been distancing from you, an act that was extremely uncharacteristic of the side. While you two have had your shared fights, Roman would always come to bed with you and cuddle while asking for your forgiveness. But to distance completely without any reason to?

That was enough for you to know something was wrong.

To put it simply, Roman is called Prince Charming for a reason. He is the protector of you and for the people he loves. He is very selfless and while he can be egotistical, he has a secret admiration for each of the sides. Most importantly, he has the constant goal to make sure that Thomas has the happiest and most successful life he can live. He is selfless enough to give up some of his extravagant lifestyle to be with you after you promised to accompany his future adventures.

Thinking about all of this brought you in front of his room. He often slept in your room, but you noticed tonight that he didn't come to bed to cuddle with you at all. You couldn't possibly sleep alone without your protector, so you gently knocked on the door.

You took a deep breath. Now or never.

"My love?" You called out timidly, unsure of whether or not he even wanted you to be here.

At the sound of your sweet voice, The Prince was immediately brought back to his reality. Why were you here? What will you say if you saw him like this? Nobody should see him . . weak. Nobody should care--

"Darling I'm coming in," you simply stated before opening the door slowly.

Shit.

Roman couldn't face his love. He didn't want to snap at them anymore and he definitely did not want them to see him, well . .

crying.

"I'm . . I'm fine dear. You must get some rest," he replied, careful to control his voice from cracking after crying for so long.

As you approached your lover, you tried your best not to let your emotions overcome you. While it was valid for you to feel sorrowful for the state of your lover, you had to stay strong for him right now.

And you were right to make that decision to do so.

After gently prying his arms away from covering his face, you were met with a broken prince. Dried tear lines seared into his skin as a reminder of his grief. His hair was completely disheveled, a representation of the confusion and desperation in his heart.

What on Earth could've possibly hurt Roman this much to be so broken?

"Oh, my darling," you breathed out of shock of the state he's in. You quickly pulled him close to your chest, confirming your decision to stay with him until he feels better.

Everything about this situation seemed strange to Roman. After all, he wasn't used to people comforting him. To be fair, he never showed his sadness, even to you. But the way that you were there to love him without judgement or fear?

He was quite grateful to have you in his life.

"I just . ." he sighed. Can he trust his love? Can he trust them that they won't laugh at his face for having fanciful thoughts, just like the rest of them?

'They wouldn't have decided to be with you, if they were just going to make fun of your own hopes and dreams.'

Right. He had to thank whatever voice said this inside his own head.

He continued his thought. "I . . Thomas . . He wanted to go to an important audition that I helped him achieve. I thought that I made Thomas proud by landing him a callback." He saddened as he remembered the rest of this story. "But, Patton and everyone else wanted him to go to the wedding that was scheduled on the same day." He paused his thought and looked up at you, waiting to see if you would leave yet.

You rubbed his back, listening and processing silently every word he was saying. When you noticed him looking at you with desperation and fear in his eyes, you looked back at him with your own love and kindness that he fell in love with. "I'm here. I won't leave you."

His heart ached, now noticing how much he missed your calming presence. Before he continued, he pressed a soft kiss against your lips, a token of his gratitude.

"Anyway . . Deceit tried to fight for me, since my own desires matched with Deceit's need for the act of self-preservation." He closed his eyes, feeling a sense of guilt and shame wash over him again. "I wanted him to win . . but the way Thomas was saddened by being a bad person and the way that everyone else was saddened too . . I had no choice but to sacrifice my desires for Thomas to achieve great things to doing what is right."

He stopped talking and he knew that this was all he needed to tell you before you got the hint of what the reason is behind his tears.

Upon realization, your eyes were filled to the brim with unshed tears.

"Which is why you're crying . . You're crying because you feel like you have nothing to contribute to the group dynamic and to Thomas' happiness." You stopped talking and looked into his eyes.

"Right?"

Roman hesitated at first, not used to opening up to people. But if it was you, then maybe it will be okay.

He nodded slowly, confirming all your suspicions. As he did so, he watched your face fall. He wasn't sure what reason why, but seeing you sad on his behalf hurt his heart.

Before he could say or do anything, you cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a sudden, but sweet kiss. As surprised as he was, he still managed to sweep you up into his arms, deepening the passionate kiss between the two of you.

The intimate moment between the two of you only broke when you pulled away from his kiss. However, your hands were still on his cheek, thumbs rubbing tenderly against the smooth skin.

"I will say this now, and will say this for the rest of my life. You are so important not just to me, but to Thomas and the rest of the sides too." He continues to look and admire your wisdom and your grace to be here for him during his time of need.

Sharing a kiss once more, you continued to speak against his lips. "You contribute so much to Thomas' happiness. Don't you think he must admire you so much because you kept his happiness as your priority over your own happiness?"

He leaned in for another kiss, needing more affection from you. As he did so, he made a noise of agreement against your lips.

"Well, I suppose that I should thank you for coming to my rescue, my royal majesty," he whispered with a soft smile on his face.

"Well," you hummed. "Sometimes a noble prince needs someone to care for them too."

That certainly made him soft. Laughing softly, he swept you into his warm embrace once more to kiss you passionately once again.

It's days like this where he thanks you for being the balance he's needed his entire life.