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Title: Oblivious

Pairing: prinxiety (Prince/Anxiety), allusions to anxurt (Anxiety/Yogurt) because I have no life @the-prince-and-the-emo (is it okay if I tag you??)

Genre: fluff, humour

Summary: Prince isn’t subtle, Anxiety is oblivious, and Logic just wants peace.

Warnings: swearing

Word Count: 710

Logan pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. Sure,he had to interact with three idiots on a daily basis, but recently, one ofthem had grown to be an even biggeridiot.

Now, Anxiety was smart. Logic knew this. The kid had toomuch in his mind all the time, which was his downfall occasionally. Especiallywhen Anxiety got too bored and started thinking about how big the universe wasand how small he was.

But seriously. Prince wasn’t exactly… subtle. In fact, ifyou asked Logic, he was the least subtle person you would ever lay your eyesupon. If the royal wanted something, he’d do his damn best to get it.

If only ‘it’ wasn’t a certain, oblivious idiot.

Too many times had Logic been in the crossfire of Prince’sridiculous attempts at wooing Anxiety and the darker side’s teasing when theyinevitably failed. The last time Roman had tried… Logic shuddered at thememory.

Flirting was not his forte, he’ll be the first to admit, butcome on. Even he knew better than to outright suggest making out. He sighed againand left for the commons. Hopefully there was a book there to take his mind ofthings.

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Logan was comfortably nestled into his armchair when Anxietystalked in, covered in dirt and a few flowers. He slammed the door behind him, anda few seconds later, Prince entered.

“Anxiety, I didn’t mean for you to fall! I just wanted totake you out for a picnic!” He called indignantly, chasing after the other.

Anxiety ignored him and entered the kitchen, opening thefridge and staring in for a few seconds before huffing and shutting the doorwith such force even Logan winced. Speaking of, the bespectacled boy wasconsidering giving up on hoping for another moment’s peace ever again.

“Fuck me!” Anxiety cursed. It seemed that whatever food hehad been looking for wasn’t there. Prince waggled his eyebrows and shuffledcloser.

“If you insist-“

Anxiety shoved passed him. “That wasn’t an invitation andyou know it,” he grumbled and stomped away.

“You know,” Logan commented, not looking up from his book, butknowing from experience that Prince was doing his stupid pouting thing, “perhapsyou should try a different approach.”

“What do you mean?” Prince sulked, leaning against the wall.“I just don’t get why he doesn’t like my gifts.”

“Maybe your idea and his idea of ‘romantic’ aren’t thesame?” Logic suggested.

“Who doesn’t love flowers?!” Prince whined. “All I did wasdrag him outside to have a picnic with me so he could see the garden, but thenhe trips and face plants in it! Howwas I supposed to know that would happen?”

Before Logan could respond, Anxiety appeared again, dragginga confused Morality behind him.

“Now that I have you all here, I would like to respectfullyask a single question.” Anxiety cleared his throat. “Who the fuck ate my yogurt?!”

“Anxiety!” Morality gasped at the curse.

“What? It’s a valid question,” Anxiety mumbled, but at leasthad the decency to look sheepish.

“It certainly wasn’t me,” Logic confirmed. He sighed when hesaw Roman shuffling awkwardly on the spot. The upcoming fight would do nothingto lessen his headache, but he had somewhat gotten used to it.

“You bastard,”Anxiety snarled. “First, you ruin my favourite hoodie, and now you eat my yogurt? You knew that was my favourite kind!”

“I’m sorry!” Prince cried, putting his hands up in asurrender-like motion. “I took it out for the picnic we were supposed to havebut left it outside when you stormed off! I only wanted to make you happy, I swear.”

Anxiety scoffed. “You can make me happy by not putting somuch effort into things and by letting us do whatever.” His expression softenedslightly. “Besides, you’re my boyfriend, you don’t have to try so hard toimpress me.”

Logic paused and placed his book aside. “Pardon me,” he saidslowly, “I think I heard you wrong. You just called Prince your boyfriend.”

Morality laughed, reaching over to ruffle his hair, much tothe other’s annoyance. “Come on, Lo-lo, don’t tell me you didn’t know!”

It turns out, maybe Anxiety wasn’t the oblivious one afterall.

Was it you who wanted the Anxiety/yogurt fanart?