Broken Bones and Bruised Flowers

Chapter 2: Loving Wake Up

Blue's POV

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It was the next morning as I slowly woke up. My eyes weren't open but I felt pressure under me... like a person. I opened my eyes to see Fell underneath me as I was on his chest. He had his arms loosely wrapped around my waist and he was breathing slowly, his chest rising and falling. I blushed slightly from the pose we were in and tried sitting up but Fell's arms tightened as I moved my body up to get off. I sighed as I rested on his chest again and looked at the wall, waiting for Fell to wake up. About 5 minutes passed and he still wasn't awake yet. I looked at the alarm clock next to the bed.

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5:01 A.M.

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He's not gonna wake up for a while. I then thought of something and hesitated on it but... I have to get cleaned up and make breakfast. I looked at Fell's peaceful face and cupped it gently. I then sighed and spoke, "Fell," I started to say, "Fell, wake up." I cooed. Nothing came from him. "Fell, come on. I gotta get up." I said a bit more loudly. He groaned and looked away. "5 more minutes, boss... please..." He muttered. I felt slightly guilty for the fact he calls his brother, boss. "Fell, I'm Blue. Can you get up please?" I asked politely. Fell whimpered slightly, "B-boss, please... I just need more rest..." I sighed and blushed slightly. I then leaned into his face and kissed him gently. I felt Fell relax and kiss back and I completely flushed up, not knowing what the hell I was doing. I then pulled away and I saw Fell's eyes slowly open, adjusting to the dim light in the room that was coming from the window. "Blue..?" Fell asked in a hushed, tired voice. My blush slowly disappeared as I forgot what had just happened and I smiled softly. "Fell, could you let go of me? I gotta get ready for the day..." I cooed, not wanting to wake up my brother even though... he's a pretty heavy sleeper. Fell looked at the small alarm clock and looked back at me very worried. "Blue... you know it's 5 A.M. right now..?" "Yes, I always wake up at 5," I said directly, noticing Fell didn't let go of me yet. Fell frowned, "Blue, that's way too early. We went to sleep around 11 and woke up at 5. That means you only got 6 hours of sleep... you need 9 - 11 hours of sleep." He explained. I knew that my sleep schedule wasn't healthy but...

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Never mind about that.

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I sighed and smiled fakely, "It's ok, Fell. I usually sleep at 8 but last night was just a small change, that's all." I lied. I always fall asleep at 1 in the morning because of...

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So in reality, I always get 4 hours of sleep. I noticed Fell didn't believe me whatsoever because he was looking at me with a serious look. "Blue, I know you're lying. Just tell me the truth." Fell cupped my face and stared at my tired eye sockets. I looked at his beautiful, crimson red, gentle pupils and blush dusted my cheeks. "Please, Berry? For me..?" He pleaded softly. I sighed and teared up slightly since this kind of topic was very hard for me to explain. "O-okay, but... j-just don't laugh it off a-as a joke..." I said softly, my voice shaking slightly. Fell pulled me into his arms and rubbed my back softly, his touch very soothing and gentle. "Now, why in the whole multiverse would I laugh at your problems, sweetheart?" He asked, continuing to caress my back. I blushed at the name he called me and nuzzled his neck lightly, "B-because everyo-one else d-does..." I said, feeling my throat get dry and my chest tighten. I felt Fell stiffen and relax again, then felt a hand cup my face, making me look directly at Fell. "Blue, I'm not like the other monsters and humans... I'm going through a lot also, so I'd never laugh at tormented, depressed monsters or humans... I know it hurts to hear someone laugh at your problems." Fell explained. I nodded and took a deep breath, releasing it as soon as I took in the air. "It's because of all the monsters who I know... whenever I tell them that... I-I have thoughts on killing myself a-and harming myself, they j-just laugh it off.. Because... b-because they just think I'm fucking naive! They think I'm always the innocent, soft, naive little Blueberry!! So when I tell them my problems they either laugh it off and say, 'Oh you're just thinking that because you're sad,' or 'You already have enough attention, you shouldn't lie about that.' IT FUCKING HURTS, FELL!!" I yelled, now sobbing. I hope Papyrus is dead asleep or at some other Papyrus' house because if he wasn't, he's probably awake by now from me. Fell was speechless for a second before wiping my tears away with his thumb. "Blue, calm down! It's ok, I believe you but please don't cry... I hate to see you like this..." He cooed. I kept crying and grabbed his shirt collar, ready to yell at him but then...