Today was just one of those days.

Those days were breathing was difficult and slightly painful.

Those days were the bed felt too big and too suffocating.

Those days were laying flat on your back was the most you've accomplished.

Those days were staring at the ceiling for hours on end and yet not thinking a single thing.

Really he wished he could go back to sleep, the half hour he got didn't exactly do much. Thanks insomnia

He was about to close his eyes and hold his breathe until he passed out again, when his stomach decided to growl.

Was food really worth leaving the bed? The room?

His stomach growled again.

He had been staring at the ceiling since 9:00am Tuesday, according to his phone it was 2:17pm Wednesday.

His stomach growled a third time.

Sighing, he decided to listen to it. He got up ever so slowly, practically dragging himself out of bed. Making sure he grabbed his phone and headphone, he stood up with shaky legs and care fully made his way into the kitchen.

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"Thank you the God's of bread and Nutella", he muttered to no one in particular. He just really enjoyed Nutella.

After putting his plate away,  he headed to the commons. No one seemed to be home so he could chill without worrying about anyone disturbing him.

Easily he stretched out on the couch, took out his phone and head phones and started up one of  his favorite playlists.

About halfway through his Fallout boy playlist Roman came in the commons.

"Oh hello Anxiety, how are you?"

Sitting up the younger personality sighed but greeted his oposite none the less.

"I'm fine"

Prince didn't see it at first because the younger had been laying down with his hood covering his face. But the second Anxiety  sat up he noticed the disheveled state the youngest personality was in.

"Are you sure? You don't look so good", the concern was evident in the Royal's tone.

And really he was right.

Anxiety was a mess, his hair all tussled about, hoodie placed slanted on a shoulder like a baggy T-shirt and most of all, he wasn't wearing any make up.

The younger persona's bags were prominent.

"Anx, when was the last time you slept? And I mean actual sleep"

The dark personality shrugged.

"When was our last movie night?"

"Anxiety! We had our movie night a week ago!"

"Huh, no wonder I'm so tired", whispered the emo to himself.

Roman frowned.

"Anxiety, this is unhealthy, you need to sleep"

The dark personality grew fed up, he already knew that! All he wanted to do was listen to his music till his body would  give way and he'd pass out.

"Tell that to my insomnia Princey, don't you think I've been trying to sleep?"

The Royal paused for a moment.
"Maybe I can help"

"What? How?"

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Some how or the other, Roman was now sitting on the couch with Anxiety next to him.

The Prince was trying to assist the younger with his sleeping problem.

"Tea?"

"Nope"

"Hot chocolate?"

"I wish"

"Music?"

"I was trying that, but someone interrupted me"

Princey frowned and ran his hand through his hair, Anxiety did the same. Only thing is, the Royal's hair was kept pristine while the younger's was standing in all directions.

Chuckling, Prince attempted to  smooth down his opposite's hair, only to come to quite the realization.

"Your hair is really soft"

Anxiety blinked, not really knowing how to take the compliment.

"Thanks? I guess?"

"No, no it's really soft,  what shampoo do you use?"

The younger shrugged.

"Whichever one is in the bathroom at the time"

Roman pouted.

"That's so unfair-"

"What?"

"I take my precious time to keep my hair in its luxurious state and you just wash yours with whatever's in the bathroom"

Anxiety shrugged, smirking lightly.

"Life"

The Royal rolled his eyes.

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He didn't know how, but somehow he ended up leaning on Prince. The Regal personality had yet to cease his ministrations in Anxiety's hair.

So here he was battling with his eye-lids, while Roman was playing in his hair, fingers lightly scratching his scalp. From the base of his neck to the edges close to his ears, even his fringes were treated.

The movements were slow and deliberate, fingernails moving forward and back like a gentle wave,  while fingertips moved in a slight circular motion.

Don't ask him how, or what Prince was doing, but he was working some kind of magic with his fingers. It felt really good...just so relaxing...

"-xiety"

"Anxiety"

He blinked.

"Hey, lie down"

"Hmm?" He mumbled.

Prince slowly pulled him to lay on a pillow on his lap.

Anxiety unintentionally tensed a bit. 

"Just relax", soothed Roman, continued his ministrations in the younger’s hair with one what, while he used his free hand to lower Anx onto the pillow.

It didn't take much coercion to get the younger to lay down. Especially since the Royal kept playing with his hair. Soon enough Anxiety's  head was resting on the pillow on Prince's lap, his eyes were closed, his breathing was even and his legs were stretched out on the couch.

Roman continued to play with the younger's hair.

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When Morality and Logic popped in a good hour later, the elder personas raised their brows.

Roman simply shrugged.

"It's just one of those days"

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AN:// Short because it's midnight and I was falling asleep typing this.