Story Type: Angst (with some comfort at the end)
Requested: No
Trigger Warnings: Self-harm and Self-hate. Also swear words.
Additional Notes: Nightmare is Passive in this one shot so no goopy goop and no tentacles.
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Nightmare's POV
God I hate myself. I can't believe I snapped at Horror earlier, my own lover. We were just having a nice dinner he made and then he asked me a few normal questions like how was the food and I snapped and left him alone at the dinner table. Jeez, can I just not be a mistake for once?! I sighed as I locked myself in the bathroom, looking in the mirror. Gross, I'm crying like a fucking baby. I wiped my tears before I looked at the bathtub. Maybe a nice, warm bath could help. I took off my clothes and was about to put the plug in the drain before freezing as I saw my body in a full-body mirror hanging on the wall. My bones were cracked and scarred...I look so disgusting and fragile. I wipe more tears that were starting to fall down my face before spotting a razor. My body was already ugly so what does it matter if I add some cuts? I reach out and grab the razor and slowly start cutting my left arm, watching some purple bone marrow start to come out. Without realizing it, I started cutting faster and deeper, my blood dripping down my arm and onto my hand and dripping off my hand onto the tiled floor. I soon felt dizzy after a while and put the razor on the sink counter, no longer wanting to cut due to the overwhelming dizziness. I then looked down, seeing my arm bleeding heavily and a medium sized puddle of blood on the floor. I laugh softly as my vision slowly faded in and out. Suddenly, the world went black around me as I heard a muffled voice from the other side of the door.
Horror's POV
I blinked once I saw Nightmare leave the dinner table. "Shit...I must of triggered his anxiety. I shouldn't of asked him how the food was." I sighed to myself and finished eating before getting up and putting my plate and silverware in the sink. I grab Nightmare's half-eaten plate of food off the table and put it in the fridge just in case he wanted to eat it later. I then went to go find Nightmare and apologize for overwhelming him. I went to his room first and knocked on the door. "Moonlight?" I used one of my nicknames to call out for my lover. After three minutes passed, I opened the door and saw he wasn't there. I then became tense as I smelt blood nearby. I immediately panicked and ran to the bathroom, noticing the scent of blood was the strongest there. I start to knock on the door aggressively due to being so worried. "Nightmare?! Open the door!" I yell. I got no answer though, making me even more worried. "Shit...." I start to ram my body against the wooden door until the lock gives out and the door swings open. I had to regain balance so I didn't fall forward. I looked before I got pale, seeing my lover on the floor, naked and on a pool of his own blood. I then spotted a bloody razor and quickly took it, making a mental note to dispose of it as soon as I finish taking care of my unconscious lover. I took a deep breath before picking up Nightmare. I set him on the closed toilet seat and start tending to his bleeding wound, tears forming in the corner of my eyes. If only I didn't finish my food, I could of prevented this...
Nightmare's POV
I groan softly as I started to wake up. How long was I asleep for? I looked around, my vision slightly hazy. I blinked a couple times to get rid of the haziness before seeing I was in my room. I look down and noticed my left arm was wrapped up with medical gauze and that I was in my pajamas before noticing Horror sleeping besides me. I cuddle up to him, feeling guilty now. He was probably worried sick about me once he found me in the bathroom. I then yelped in surprise as I felt Horror hug me closely and protectively before noticing his eyes opening. Was he awake this whole time? "Moonlight, I'm sorry about asking you questions at dinner. Do you wanna tell me why you cut your beautiful body?" Horror spoke in a soft but raspy tone. I shook my head. My body wasn't beautiful at all. It was hideous. "I don't wanna talk and I'm not beautiful." I replied to him before blinking as Horror cupped my cheeks with his hands and made me look him in the eyes. "Nightmare, you are absolutely beautiful. You may have scars and cracks but that doesn't make you any less beautiful." Horror kissed my forehead while I blushed from his words. "I don't deserve you. Your too good for me." I smile and cuddled up to him while closing my eyes. "I'm not too good for ya. Now get some sleep princess." Horror held me closer while I felt my face heat up. I soon went back to sleep after I heard Horror's soft snoring.
