His room was still flooded with light, despite it being nearly two in the morning. He must be trying to sleep, so why would the light be on?

Roman had just been passing by Anxiety's room to get something from the kitchen when he noticed the light under his door. He didn't hear anything inside, so surely Anxiety was either sleeping or attempting to. Maybe he should check on him? If he were asleep then he could turn the light off for him. Maybe he had simply forgotten.

Roman slowly opened the door, hoping it wouldn't be too loud and wake Anxiety. He looked over to the bed, and saw that he was covered under the blankets. He must have forgotten, then.

Roman flipped the light off, and was about to turn to walk out when he heard a shout.

"No! Turn it back on, turn it on, please!" Anxiety screamed, Roman scrambled to flip the switch again, missing it a few times before finally managing to find it. He looked over at Anxiety, surprised, and found him curled up in a ball, rocking himself back and forth.

"Anxiety! What's wrong? Why did you scream?" Roman questioned, approaching him cautiously. Once he was next to him he hesitantly set a hand on the other's shoulder, making him jump. He relaxed at seeing it was only Roman, but just barely.

"I-I'm s... I'm scared..." Anxiety mumbled, hands covering his face in an attempt to hide his tear-filled eyes.

"Oh, Anxiety..." Roman sat down next to him on the bed, taking a hold of his hands to pull them away from his face, looking into his eyes. "What are you scared of, dear?"

"The... th-the..." He paused, and looked away from Roman. "Please don't make fun of me..."

"I wouldn't." Roman pulled Anxiety onto his lap, wrapping his arms around him to comfort him. "Now, tell me what's wrong." He ran a hand through Anxiety's hair in an attempt to calm him.

"I'm... scared of the dark..." he mumbled, leaning into Roman and hiding his face in his chest as his cheeks burned a bright red. A few tears fell, and he felt bad for crying into Roman's shirt but the tears wouldn't stop and he didn't want to move. Roman's arms wrapped around him made him feel safe. Protected.

"It's alright, dear. I'd never make fun of you for that." Roman pressed a kiss to the top of Anxiety's head, smiling at him. "I promise you, there's nothing to be afraid of. You know if anything ever tried to hurt you I would be there to protect you immediately."

Anxiety nodded, and gave the tiniest of smiles. "I know... thanks, Roman."

"You're welcome, Anxiety." He whispered, holding him closer. "I love you."

"I love you too." He whispered back, relaxing against Roman and letting his eyes fall shut. He was tired before he had even come in, and now he couldn't stay awake much longer.

In Roman's arms, he knew he could rest safely. There was nothing that Roman wouldn't do to protect him. He would keep him safe from anything that lurked in the dark.

Imsuchawimp

I'm tired and I need to sleep cause I'm going somewhere early tomorrow but I left my braces things down stairs and I can't sleep without putting them in but it's so dark down there and I'm afraid and I feel like such a fucking loser oh my god

Why am I so paranoid

Anyways.... I'm gonna go try and get my stuff and hope there's nothing hiding in the dark to get me. :):):) I'll be fine

Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed this. *monster of the dark approaches you to hand you a ring pop* Bye-Bob

Oh wait before I upload this

I got tagged woohoo

(You can just do this if you want to, I hate tagging people)

Okay 13 things how hard can this be

1. I'm a loser but I love myself so it's okay

2. If I were an animal I would probably be an otter. Otters are great.

3. If I could have any super power I would want to either read minds or control them. I'd also definitely be a villain (what powers would you want? Hero or villain? I think I wanna write a superhero story at some point, dunno yet tho)

4. My favorite video game is Tales from the borderlands. I'm currently playing the first game too so

5. If I were a specific dog breed I'd probably be a basset hound puppy that's always tripping over his own ears. It's just-that's me.

6. If you read my babble book you'll know this but I have an obsession with sea slugs lol. They're just

So great

7. I don't consider myself a good person. I'm kind of an asshole honestly. If you actually get to know me anyways lol, but I try not to be so idk. I can be a douchebag depending on whether I like you or not.

8. I have so many different jobs I wanna have when I grow up but like....... they're all so hard..... why.... (main ones are author, bakery owner, and possibly veterinarian)

9. I have a lot of strange random facts stored in my brain for some reason? Like... did you know that when mosquitos bite you they vomit under your skin so they don't et stuck? Or that bananas are going extinct because of a disease? I have a lot more but I don't wanna talk too long and I forget a lot at the moment

10. I'm sure this is obvious but I'm hella gay
lol nah I've mentioned before I am pansexual but guys are fuckin hot man

11. I am not hot lmao

Am pretty cute tho

12. I literally get anxiety any time I comment on stories on here or talk to people through messages. I probably shouldn't cause like, usually when people are online it's easier for them to talk right? Cause you're not on the spot and they can't see you so it's better but it's not for me. Seriously if I comment on someone else's story it probably means I'm like, in love with their writing and wanted them to know bc otherwise I probably wouldn't try to get passed my anxiety to comment

13. I like to talk. Too much probably aha. Like..... I could literally talk for days but I only have two friends and I'm bad at replying bc I like talking in person more anyways and gosh I just have so much to say all the time this is why I have a babble book

I'm sure you've all noticed that tho I never shut up in these do I I'm sorry I feel like I get annoying but then again if you actually care you can just ignore me. Won't bother me really. In fact if people do say anything bad about me I'm usually like, ha yeah whatever fuck you too. Unless they're close to me but that's a different story.

Anyways. I'm surely getting on people's nerves now, I feel the need to mention that while writing the tag part of this my mom went downstairs and brought me my stuff cause I'm a wimp and since then I've just been sitting on the counter waiting to put them in after writing this lol. She came upstairs and saw me sitting there and just........ walked away.

Okay...... I've talked way too much I'm sorry I'm gonna sleep now thanks for reading this bye