𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-𝐸𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡

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Past few days has been hectic, Night had a meeting with his brother, Killer got hurt and has to heal up before actually going on a mission, the octo-skele has been having massive headaches, making him so irritable that he refused to see anyone, especially Cross, in worry he would snap. Upon many other things just making his days worse. However, getting irritated was the least of the dark lord's problem, it was dealing with that being and trying to figure out a way to get rid of it that was such a heavy burden on him.

He heard a knock on the door. "Night? You have seemed stressed lately, so I made you some tea!" Cross grins sheepishly, peeking in. Two tendrils float over and one grabs the cup and the other gave a lil cheek nuzzle as a thank you, the two "annoyances", as Night calls his tendrils, float back over, Night takes the tea and sips it. His expression changed to annoyed and stressed, to more calm and a little surprised.

The smaller walks over and pulls a chair beside Night, leaning on him. Night was too tired to even ask Cross to leave. "You need some rest-" The taller skele looks at him. "I don't." He murmurs, deciding a little break wouldn't hurt. "Oh, is it because gods don't need sleep?" The curious little oreo tilts his head, always being interested what gods need or don't need, what they feel based on their role as gods, basically everything god related. "You.. could say that" Night sighs.

"Hmm.. I need you to take on Killer's spot for missions because he needs some time to heal" Nightmare grabs a book from the bookshelf, which was actually attached to the wall this time, as he glances at Cross. Ever since they started dating, the negative king felt this strong urge to protect him, that is kind of what started the realization after all. Cross was slowly getting back into going out for missions, doing less than everyone else at first. "Mmhm! Okay!" Cross smiles, albeit a bit worried on how Night was going to fare alone when he is gone, then again, Killer was there, but he doubts Nightmare would talk to him..

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