Under The Mask

Chapter nineteen: Free Day

5342 words TW paranoia, mental issues and self hate

Betty's eyes fluttered open to the sight of her new boyfriend. She smiled warmly and nudged him awake. "Hey, it's morning, sleepy head."

"Hm?" Chara rubbed his eye. "Oh, morning.." He still sounded sleepy.

"Do you want breakfast?" She ruffled his floofy hair a little bit.

"Yeah." He laughed a little and sat up. He stretched his arms over his head.

"Kay, what do you want?" She pulled her legs to her chest.

"Uh, I don't know, anything?"

"Really?"

"Mhmm." He rubbed his other eye.

Betty sighed and shook her head. "I'll be back in a bit." She got up and left. Chara smiled and waved a temporary goodbye before swiping his phone to call Cross.

...

Nightmare woke up and admired his unofficial lover snuggling up to him. He recalled the events of last night and smiled. He brought a hand to his mouth and thought about how he finally kissed the other. Too bad that's all it was. A kiss to make him feel better.

Cross awoke moments later, subconsciously noticing the lack of warmth when Nightmare sat up. "Hey, Night. . ." He had bags under his eyes and his words slightly slurred together.

"Morning, Crossy." Nightmare smiled at him. Cross smiled back.

He sat up as well and leaned against Nightmare. "I want your jacket." He said, still in Nightmare's hoodie.

"Really? You still have my hoodie."

Cross grinned. "And your shirts."

"How many more of my clothes are you going to steal?"

"Hmm, until you're mine~" He said, jokingly.

Nightmare's cheeks were covered in blush. "Sure." He said sarcastically.

"Wait. Don't we have school?"

"Nah. It's a teacher's day."

"Huh. Alright." Cross had semi-forgotten about the kiss. He yawned and scooted closer to Nightmare."I feel like something happened last night. . ."

"Uh, what do you mean?"

"I just have a feeling. It might be nothing," He looked at Nightmare seriously. "But if something did happen, tell me. I need to know if we had accidental s3x."

"Wha- Cross?!" Nightmare's face was red.

"I'm joking!" He laughed.

"Fine, I kissed you-" Nightmare said, rushed.

"WHAT!?"

"I thought you would remember!"

"Of course not! I'm tired and was tired then- Wait. Are we a thing?" Cross looked at him, hiding his hopefulness.

"I mean, do you want to be a thing?"

Cross' face lit up with a shade of purple. He looked away. "I- I'm not sure. . ." It was a lie, but even though he trusted Nightmare, he was worried it was a trick or joke.

"You don't have to if you don't want to..."

Cross gulped. "Uh, can we get something to eat?" Nightmare remembered his leg was injured.

"I'll bring your food up here. Can you still get to the bathroom?"

Cross nodded. "I think." Nightmare smiled and got up to leave, but before he walked out, Cross called to him. "Oh-! And you were the first boy I've kissed. First person, ignoring Heather."