Saved From The Light (Bad Sanses x Blue)

Chapter Four: Poet

Blue's POV

I'd spent yesterday with Razz, which had just been a a lot of him ignoring me. I'd spent most of it in my room, playing around on my new phone that Nightmare had...thrown at me more than given. It had all of their contacts in it, and I'd put Papy's in too, told him what happened. He'd agreed not to talk to me in person for a while.
I stretched and reached for my bandana on the side table, but before my hand touched fabric, it touched paper. I frowned and picked it up.

Good morning, dearest Blue,
I did not want to wake you until you were ready. I understand that you have had a rough past few months, and I don't want to accidentally trigger something. I feel honored to spend the day with you. I have breakfast ready for you downstairs. Don't be a stranger.

I smiled. Whoever had written it was very sweet. I put some clothes on and headed downstairs. As soon as my feet touched the stairs, I smelled something sweet. Once I got down, I saw the source, which was a stack of pancakes with strawberries. I happily searched for a fork and after finding one, bit onto the first one.
"LiKe ThEm?"
"Hmm?" I looked up with my mouth still full. Error was looking at me over the back of the couch. I smiled and nodded, holding my fork out to him.
"I dOn'T wAnT aNy, ThEy'Re AlL yOuRs."
"I swallowed. "You sure? They're really good! And I know you haven't eaten yet. Just one bite?"
"If I eAt SoMe,WiLl YoU sToP nAgGiNg Me?"
"Yep!"
"FiNe..." He heaved himself up from the couch and walked over to the counter. I held the fork out, expecting him to take it, but instead, he leaned forward and ate the bite off of my fork. "HuH, nOt BaD."
"Told you." I took another bite. "I'm not gonna be able to eat it all."
"I'lL gRaB aNoThEr FoRk." He got up. We finished it together.
After breakfast, I told him about Horror and the curtians. He laughed and said he'd fix them soon.
Most of the rest of the day was spent talking with Error, but near the end of the day, he started to look nervous.
"You okay?"
"I...cAn YoU hElP mE wItH sOmEtHiNg?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"I'vE bEeN wAnTiNg tO gEt OvEr My HaPhEpHoBiA, bUt...WeLl, YoU cAn TeLl ThAt NoNe Of ThE gUyS aRe ToO tOuChY-fEeLy To BeGiN wItH. So I tHoUgHt, SiNcE yOu'Re A gEnTlE pErSoN, yOu CoUlD hElP..."
"Alright, how do I help?"
"H-hOlD mY hAnD?" He held out his hand. I took it gently, lightly, so our hands barely touched. He hissed in a breath, but instead of letting go, he gripped my hand tighter.
We sat like that for another half hour before he motioned for me to grab his other hand. I did, and another half hour passed. He looked up at me.
"You okay?"
"YeAh...It'S nOt ThAt BaD..."
"Can I do something?"
"S-sUrE..."
I lifted one of my hands from his, resting it instead on his cheek. He glitched out a bit, and I went to remove my hand, but he held it there.
Another half hour. And then he took his hand away and leaned against mine. He smiled at me. "ThAnK yOu."
"Yeah, no problem."
"CaN i AsK yOu SoMeThInG?"
"Yeah?"
He leaned a bit closer. "M-mAy I-"
"Hello, hellooooooo! We're home!" Dust screeched from the foyer, running and jumping on the couch arm.
Error made a noise that sounded like what might happen if you tried to throw a cat into a blender and teleported out of there.
"Wait, were you two holding hands?"
"Until you crashed the party, yes."
"Woah...if I'd known that, I wouldn't have screamed."
"If you say so."
"I'm starving." He flounced off to the kitchen and Killer came in a few moments later. "How'd your day go?"
"I think Error broke when Dust barged in, but other than that, good. Yours?"
He grinned. "Mission complete."
"Good for you."
"Did he ask you?"
"Did who ask me what?"
"That's a no, then."
"Error was going to ask me something before Dust showed up..."
"Well, that's too bad. I'm sure you'll get another chance to ask him about it when Dust the Romance Blocker's not around."
"I gu-wait, romance blocker?"
Killer kissed my forehead. "You'll figure it out." He stood up. "Dust, if you hog all the chips, I will burn your skeletal ass at the stake, do you hear me?"

None are mine.