(Before we start, I'm just letting you know that whatever is in italics is the short third person P.O.V story for the dare. Oh, and, when I write with regular bold print it's me, the Admin, talking. Anyways... Enjoy!)

@MakMon : "I dare Roman to express his love to Anxiety through "emo" songs no Disney allowed."

*blushing* Fine... But I'm only singing one song...

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~Story Time!~
Roman's P.O.V
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With everything going on between us lately, I began to feel the familiar feeling of heat creeping it's way to my face. I was nervous. Not that I would choke on the lyrics. I knew I'm great enough to do a simple task like that. It was just the thought of what he'd say after that preyed on my mind... Heck, with the way he is I wouldn't be surprised if he just left. But, I somehow pulled every bit of hope and courage together. Just enough to get out of my room, that's all I need, I thought. Soon, not long after I had opened the door, the slouched figure I was looking for walked straight past me. He never looked at me. Never even bothered to acknowledge my presence.

My heart skipped a beat as I held my breath. "Anxiety, do you have a moment?" I used the little breath I had left to call out. He turned and glared into my brown eyes with his cold, dark orbs. Sure, they may be as black as the night sky, but his eyes have always been large. His anger began to show in those irises of his. "What do you want?" he spat at me. The words stung like acid but I answered him. "I... I wanted to express my feelings for you in the form of a song..." My words trembled out of my mouth and past my lips. I took a deep breath. I could feel his glare get worse. However, I continued.

(Play the song now. I'm not gonna write out the whole song, sorry.)

Head hung low, I waited for him to say something. Anything. Anything at all. But no words came from him. I thought he had left. Then, I feel a sudden tug on my silk sash. A hand grabbed me by the chin and forced me to face my fears. It was Anxiety. He had a stern look on his face. "Are you saying what I think you're saying, Roman?" his harsh tone softened subtly. "I—" "Speak up." He had cut me off. I swallowed silently, then forced my voice to lace my words with clearness. "I love you, Anxiety. I always have... And I always will."

Eyes widened, his stone cold stare began to crumble as I waited with certainty that he was just trying to trick me. Though, soon, I learned there was no prank being pulled on me. With one swift motion, Anxiety forced his eyes shut and crashed his lips against mine. Never in my life did I expect that. Nor did I expect for me to kiss back so quickly. A fast beating heart and blushing face was all that I was left with when he pulled away. Then, with softly spoken tone, he left me with a single sentence...

"I love you too, my prince."