♡Skephalo Oneshots♡

"Im always with you.."

I WANNA MAKE YOU CRY LOLL

Skeppy yawned as he walked with Bads hand in his own. "Tired?" Bad giggled. Skeppy shook his head sleepily. "We're almost home, don't worry.."

They continued waking through the woods, until they found the road, their small cottage right on the other side a little bit into the trees.

Skeppys hand suddenly felt empty, as he continued to walk across the road. He will admit, his brain wasn't functioning correctly and his head was spinning, due to the fact that he was exhausted and felt oddly sick. A bright light suddenly blurred his whole vision, as his name was heard. "SKEPPY WATCH OUT!" He turns his head to see a car about to hit him. Skeppys eyes widened as he prepared for the impact. Though a different one came then expected. He felt his body being thrown to the side.

Skeppy quickly sat up and looked to his left. The color drained from his face, as he let out a horrified scream. "BAD! No! NO! NO NO NO!" Bad had taken the blow for him. He scrambled to his bleeding boyfriends side, pulling Bad onto his lap. "Bad you idioit!" Blood was pouring out of Bads mouth and practically everywhere else. Skeppy moved his hand down to Bads neck to check for a pulse. There was one, but it was very faint. "B-bad..listen to me I-I need you to stay a-awake for me..can you d-do that?" Skeppy tried not to cry but he couldn't stop the tears that would flow out of his eyes.

A group of teenagers suddenly emerged from the car, rushing to his aid only to scream in horror. "What is that thing!?" One of them yelled, backing away from the bleeding demon.

Skeppy growled at the group. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! YOU- YOU MONSTERS" They all quickly scrambled to the car and drove off. Skeppy knew a hospital wouldn't take in Bad, he was a demon!

With all of his strength Skeppy lifted up his boyfriend and ran to their little home.

He got Bad into their bed, and tried to tend to his wounds, yet he had no idea what he was doing. The life was slowly draining from Bad as Skeppy ran around the house frantically looking for medical materials. "S-skeppy.." Bads voice was heard, but barely. "Bad! I- I'm so sorry I don't know what do to! I s-shouldve been paying a-attention! This is all my fault!" He grabbed his boyfriends hand, who softly squeezed it back. "Muffin..it wasn't your fault." Bad smiled, knowing he was probably going to lose his life. He had accepted it. "Yes it-" "Were you driving the car?" "No." "Did you make me get in front of you?" "No." "Did you hit me with the car? Mean for me to get hurt?" "No.." Bad smiled softly. "Then how was it your fault?" Skeppy stayed silent. "E-exactly.."

Skeppy was about to get back up to look around again, only to be pulled back down. "Skeppy..s-stop.." Skeppy looked back at him, tears clouding his eyes. "I'm not gonna make it and you know that." One of Bads lungs has been punctured. "N-no..You w-will! You h-have to! I-i just need to w-wrap you up and- and you'll be g-good as new!" Tears were flowing down Skeppys face, knowing he was lying to himself.

"We both know that's not true. Now listen to me. I don't want you thinking it was your fault at all. I don't want you to have any guilt on you at all. There was nothing we could do to prevent this. It was just the worlds way of saying, its my time to go. And that's okay. I need you to promise me, you will continue to live your life. You can't hold on to me. Let go."

Skeppy sobbed at his dying boyfriends words. "Ba-ad you can't go.." The demon smiled, using the last of his strength to place hand on Skeppys heart. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm always with you.." Bad smiled. "I love you Skeppy."

And with that, Bad took his final breath. Skeppy sobbed and sobbed, but he still had a promise to keep.

>60 years later<

Skeppy smiled. He was finally about to see his lover again.

Though he never found another lover, he had kept his promise. He had lived his life to the fullest. Like Bad would want him to do. He always was with people. Like Bad would want him to be. He always smiled. Like Bad would want.

And he learned to let go. He let himself realize, his boyfriend was not coming back. And that was okay. Because that's how the world wanted it.

One last breath escaped Skeppy lips. His last words were barely a whisper.

"I'm coming my Love."

A/N: Guess who's finally uploading! Ahaha, sorry. Anyways, I don't really have anything to say other then, thank you for all being so patient with me and not rushing to me continue writing. It really means so much to me to know that people actually care about my well-being and not just my writing, so thank you! I love you all more then words can express :)

P.S I hope you cried lolz