Anxiety had not had a good day. In fact, it had been a disaster.

Nothing seemed to be going his way, and he had so many things he needed to complete. He was overwhelmed, and frustrated. He got angry at every little thing, and every person who tried to talk to him. More than anything, he was angry at himself. His solution to this problem, of course, was to lock himself away in his room to avoid all people. He knew he wasn't really angry at them, he was just aggravated, and he didn't want to end up taking it out on them. He didn't really think about how taking it out on himself wasn't really a good idea either.

Anxiety was curled up under his blankets on his bed, avoiding all that he knew he needed to do, and instead just trying not to end up crying. Of course, after a while of him hiding in there his boyfriends were going to be worried. It wasn't long before a knock was heard.

"Go away." Anxiety lifted his face off of his pillow to talk, almost immediately going back to hiding his face in it afterwards.

"Anxiety, this is Roman. We're all worried about you, are you okay? Please talk to us, An." Roman called through the door, and received no answer. He took this as a sign to open the door, and was about to step inside with Logan and Patton behind him when something hit him.

"I said go away!" Anxiety screamed as Roman stared at the pillow that had been thrown at him. He looked up at Anxiety, raising an eyebrow. "Shut up. Just get out of my room."

"Listen, An, we all just wanted to check on you-"

"Can you not hear or are you just stupid?" Anxiety asked, glaring at Roman. "Seriously, you are so annoying, just go!"

Roman froze, staring at Anxiety slightly shocked. He knew that Anxiety was frustrated and didn't want to talk, but he had never gotten this angry at him. Anxiety must have noticed how much his harsh words had bothered Roman, and immediately regretted it. However, it was too late to take it back.

"I..." his voice shook, tears gathering in his eyes and threatening to spill over. "I'm s-sorry..." He sniffed, wiping at his eyes and trying to hide his face from them all. Sobs shook his whole body, and his legs seemed to give out on him as he sank to the floor.

Quickly, the other three rushed to his side and wrapped their arms around him.

"An, I know you didn't mean that, it's okay." Roman assured.

"Please don't cry," Patton pleaded, hugging him tightly and kissing his cheek. "We're all here for you."

"Of course," Logan added on. "We all wish for your safety and happiness."

"I've just b-been so... frustrated." Anxiety sobbed, tugging at his hair as he thought about it. "All day, I keep remembering all I need to do, and then I g-get angry with myself, for not doing it, or not doing well enough. I stayed in here so I wouldn't take it out on anyone bu-but... that didn't work out so well."

"Anxiety, perhaps you are in need of a break." Logan suggested, taking a hold of his hands that were previously pulling his own hair. "The more stressed you are, the more likely it is you will push things to the side. If you do that, you will only end up more frustrated, and none of us want that."

"We definitely don't want to see you sad." Patton frowned, and hugged him tighter. "We love you, Anxiety. We know how things get when you're stressed, and we don't want you to take things out on yourself."

Anxiety took one of his hands back to wipe his eyes again, and nodded. "Alright." He sniffled. "I'll take a break... if you guys will join me and watch a movie or something."

"Of course!" Roman grinned at Anxiety, and leaned down to kiss him on the nose. "We'd all be happy to sit with you and cheer you up. To the couch we go!" He lifted Anxiety off of the ground, laughing as he yelped. Anxiety tried to hide his own smile, as much as he hated to admit it he enjoyed being in his boyfriend's arms.

The four of them headed back into the living room, cuddling on the couch and turning on Anxiety's favorite movie.

Anxiety, in the middle of all of them hugging him close and sharing kisses and I love you's, enjoying the movie on screen, finally smiled for the first time that day. He was happy to have his boyfriends to take care of him when he felt bad.

I'm hiding under my blanket and I refuse to leave for the rest of the day darn it.

Unless, I guess, if a boyfriend of my own showed up and offered to cuddle and watch Disney movies with me. Then I might leave, but that's not happening lol.

Maybe for cookies? Yeah, I might leave for cookies. I think we have some...

Anyways, basically, I hate everything and everyone(except maybe you guys and one other person) and I just really wish I could be done with everything I have so much work to do and none of it is done yet and I need to be studying but instead I'm here writing this and it did cheer me up but now I have to go right back to it and my stupid bad thoughts are back and gah. I'm going to get off now. I'm sorry for ranting off.

I hope that you enjoyed this. Thank you for reading. *hands you a box of cookies. Just kidding they're ring pops* Bye-Bob