Anxiety was not having a good day. Nothing was working according to plan with Thomas' video. Literally nothing. They'd estimated it'd take only a couple hours to make their props, but they weren't coming along as quickly as they wanted. This was delaying their filming time, which in turn was pushing back their editing time, and Virgil was freaking the hell out.

"We're supposed to get this video out on Friday! There's literally no way we're going to get it finished!" he exclaimed, pacing around in a panic. "He'll have to delay the upload AGAIN!! He's going to lose subscribers at this rate!! If he loses subscribers, he'll lose income and have trouble supporting himself and just AH!"

Virgil was clawing at his hair, panting and looking both furious and terrified. Patton and Logan were currently in the latter's room, reworking their schedule, but Roman happened to be in the room as he spouted his panicked nonsense.

"Virgil, buddy, just try to breathe," he tried, approaching him hesitantly. "Deep breathes. Don't do anything impulsive-"

He didn't fully get to finish his sentence before the anxious Side whipped around and grabbed the back of his neck. For a second, Prince thought he might hit him, but what he did instead shocked him even more.

Virgil pulled him and pressed their lips together forcefully. He let out a muffled gasp as he was backed up and pinned against the wall, kissing back. When they broke apart, he was panting and staring at him with wide eyes.

"N-Never mind, be as impulsive as you want," he breathed, face flushed bright red as he looked at the anxious Side in shock. "What made you do that?"

Anxiety was panting too, face equally red. "I guess I just stopped caring about consequences for a second," he said, not breaking eye contact. "I think my ability to care has been turned off for a little while because of all the crap that's going on."

"Well, yeah, but I mean, why would that make you kiss me?" Roman asked, chuckling a little as Virgil seemed to realized he'd done just that.

His eyes widened as he looked between them, gasping a little. "I- uh- I guess- I've a-always wanted to?" he tried nervously, earning a wide smile from the creative Side. "What?"

"I've always wanted to do this," he said simply, leaning forward to kiss him again, this time more gently. Virgil melted under his lips despite being the one pinning him to wall, sighing wistfully. When they broke apart again, he reached up to brush his cheek. "Everything's going to be fine, alright? We'll get be video when as soon as we can, and the Fanders will understand, okay?"

The anxious Side nodded, giving him a grateful look before his eyes widened and he pulled away from he wall. Roman was confused until Logan and Patton reentered the common room.

"We've formed an adjusted schedule," the logical Side informed them as they rubbed the back of their necks, cheeks still red in embarrassment.

"What'd you guys do?" Patton asked obliviously.

Their eyes met as they blushed more before shrugging it off. Neither of them knew where they were at after that, and there was no way they were telling the others. "Nothing."