Little bit of angst at the start but then I TONE UP THE FLUFF because I love fluff

After the argument with Prince, Anxiety walked back into his room and flopped down ontohis bed, burying himself under the blankets. He stared up at the ceiling, although it was barely visible in the darkness of his room. He could turn the light on, but what was the point? God, Roman was so annoying sometimes! It was like he always wanted to argue with Virgil, over everything! Virgil sighed and ran a hand through his hair, rolling over. Sometimes he wondered if Prince even liked him. Sometimes he wondered why he even liked Roman, he was just such a douche sometimes! Anxiety scowled to himself, and tried not to think about it. But it was a bit too late for that.

What if it was just some kind of cruel joke? Virgil couldn't understand why Prince would pretend to like him, what would he get out of it? Maybe he just wanted to argue with Anxiety and hurt his feelings. Sometimes it worked. But wasn't Roman supposed to be the noble, righteous one? Well, maybe he thought he was just bringing down the bad guy. Why did Virgil have to be the bad guy? It was his job, it was who he was, he couldn't change it, it wasn't his fault!

Anxiety sighed to himself again, wrapping his arms around his stomach. He didn't want to keep arguing with Roman. He knew, he knew, there were times where they got along, where everything was sweet and nice, where they agreed on things and had fun together, but right now he couldn't really think of any. His head was just... blocked up with bad thoughts. Prince was the nice guy. Virgil was the bad guy. Anxiety liked Roman. Did Roman like Anxiety? He hadn't done much to show it, lately. Then again, had Virgil made any effort? He always participated in the arguments, but he really did try his best to be nice to Prince. Maybe Roman just didn't like him anymore. Maybe he wanted Anxiety to go away.

All these thoughts nearly brought tears to Anxiety's eyes, but it was normal. It always happened, it was just how his brain worked, this was his usual train of thought. Virgil sighed unhappily. Something always went wrong, he couldn't do anything right! He curled up, closing his eyes, still thinking about Prince. He wondered what he was doing. Maybe he was complaining about Anxiety to one of the others. Roman probably hated him.

Virgil lay there for a few minutes, sifting through the darkness and self-loathing thoughts in his head, when suddenly there was a quiet knock on his door. Virgil pulled his head off his knees, frowning. Who would be knocking on his door? Nobody ever wanted to see him. Anxiety slowly pulled the blankets away from his body, and slid out of bed, making his way to the door. He grasped the handle, and turned it, slowly opening the door and looking through the gap. To his shock, Prince was standing there, looking right at him. Virgil knew his eyes were wide with surprise, he could feel it.

"What are you doing here? I thought you didn't want to see me," he said glumly, in a resigned tone. He prepared himself for Roman to start up an argument, he readied himself to just shut the door. But he noticed Prince blinked and sagged a little bit when he heard those words, and the way Anxiety said them.

"That... is not true. I came here to apologise," he stated. Then he straightened up and held out his hand, and a DVD case appeared. "I did not mean to hurt your feelings, Anxiety. I regret the argument. I'm sorry." Virgil blinked at him, shocked. "I also came here to ask if you wanted to watch the latest Disney movie with me. I haven't seen it yet, and I wish to watch it with you!" Roman said, looking hopeful. Anxiety's eyes flickered up to the case, scanning the title. Moana. Oh yeah, he'd been wanting to watch that. He looked back at Prince.

"Why?" He questioned quietly. Roman blinked.

"Because you are my boyfriend, and I enjoy your company, and I want to watch it with you?" It came out almost like a question. Virgil snorted a little, but a smile slipped it's wayonto his lips, and he stood back, swinging the door open wider. Roman enjoyed his company? He didn't hate him? Prince grinned brightly at him, seeming elated he had accepted.

"Thank you, Anxiety." He smiled, and stepped his way into the dark room, heading over to the TV, where he put the movie in the DVD player. Virgil shut the door with a click and wandered over to the bed again, sliding under the blankets and watching Prince as he turned the TV on, filling up the darkness of Anxiety's room with the dim blue light. Roman made his way over to the bed, lifting up the blankets and sliding in as the movie started. Anxiety shifted over, giving Roman more room, and glued his eyes to the TV. The familiar Disney castle rolled across the screen, with a Samoan song accompanying it, which Virgil found himself enjoying, even though he couldn't understand it.

Suddenly there was an arm wrapped around Anxiety's shoulders, and Roman was pulling him closer, tugging the blanket over them both and lying down. Virgil spluttered a bit in shock.

"What are you doing?" He asked Prince, who shrugged, not taking his arm off Virgil's shoulders.

"You looked as if you were going to fall off the bed, you were so far away. It's your bed, you don't need to be right on the edge. And I want to..." Anxiety stared at him in the dim light, and... was Roman blushing a bit? Prince cleared his throat. "I wanted to, uh, cuddle with you." Virgil blinked and smirked. "You did?" He couldn't resist saying, a teasing note in his voice. "Princey, that's so sweet! You old sap." He grinned. Roman rolled his eyes.

"Oh, whatever. Now be quiet and watch the movie," he grumbled. Virgil kept grinning, but he lay down and let himself relax, quickly drawn into the world of Moana. After a while, he realised how happy and peaceful he was, and it was a strange feeling. But he couldn't say that he didn't like it. Anxiety dragged his eyes away form the screen and looked at Prince, who still had his arm around Virgil.

Anxiety was leaning on him, and he had his head on Roman's chest, where he could hear his steady heartbeat. Prince was warm and comforting next to him and it was so nice. Anxiety took in the little smile on Roman's face as he watched the movie, the way his eyes shone and how he was completely relaxed next to Virgil. Anxiety thought of the way Prince had come to his room, asked for forgiveness, waited to watch the new movie so he could see it with Virgil, said he enjoyed being around him, how he wanted to cuddle with him, and Virgil remembered why he loved Roman. He remembered how genuinely sweet Roman was to him, even though nobody else ever was, even though they argued often. And he knew that Prince loved him back. He could feel it. Anxiety genuinely could not remember a time he was this relaxed and peaceful, all his thoughts were happy! It was great. He wished he could stay like this forever.

Roman seemed to realise Virgil was looking up at him, and he glanced down, smiling at Anxiety, who for once smiled back. Prince blinked in surprise, and grinned even brighter than before, delighted. He had that sparkle in his eyes that Virgil recognised, the one that always meant he was truly happy. Roman pressed a quick kiss to the top of Anxiety's head before looking back at the movie, and Virgil felt warmth spread from that place. He almost blushed. Anxiety never blushed! He wrestled it back, and just kept looking at his boyfriend. Prince chuckled a little.

"I know I'm fabulous and all, I mean, I am a prince. But there's a princess and a demigod that you've never seen before on screen, how about you watch that?" He teased lightly. Anxiety rolled his eyes, but turned his attention back to the screen. About an hour later the movie finished, and Roman just summoned the remote and turned the TV off, shrouding the room in darkness. But this time the darkness didn't seem cold and bad, it was more like a comforting blanket, placing them in their own little universe, stopping anyone else from coming in. Virgil sighed contentedly and pressed his face into Roman's chest, yawning.

"Are you going back to your own room?" He asked quietly. Prince hummed in thought for a second before shaking his head.

"If it's alright with you, Anxiety, I would like to stay," he said. Virgil nodded.

"Yeah, 'course you can stay," he mumbled. Roman wrapped his arms around Anxiety.

"Good, because I'm too warm, relaxed and tired to leave," he stated, and Virgil huffed a laugh.

"Same here, Princey." He let his eyes slip shut, and shifted so he could wrap his arms around Roman. "Thanks, by the way. For coming and watching this with me. It was nice. And I'm sorry about the argument too," he said. Prince nodded.

"Indeed it was. Thank you for agreeing to watch it with me." Anxiety didn't reply, he could feel himself drifting off. "Goodnight, Virgil," Roman murmured.

"Night Roman," Anxiety whispered back, before letting the darkness overcome him. In less than a minute Prince heard Virgil's breathing even out, and felt him relax completely. Roman looked down at him the best he could in the darkness. Anxiety looked so peaceful when he was sleeping, and Prince tightened his arms around him slightly, closing his eyes as well. He sighed happily. Virgil was right, this was nice, in fact, it was amazing. Prince loved this feeling, the feeling of warmth and peace and love. It all felt so safe. So he allowed himself to fall asleep to the sound of Anxiety's soft breaths, and they stayed that way, holding each other, each deep in a warm, peaceful sleep all night long.