I didn't say that!

A Surprise

Red was fucked. He was quite seriously and literally fucked. Here he was standing Infront of the mirror, his face flushed deeply. He swallowed painfully as he fiddled with the cuffs of his sleeves. He had scraped together enough money to get himself a good-looking outfit, a nice suit with a dress shirt and bold red tie. Looking between the tie to his eyes he saw the near indifference of them. Too much red? Too much red! Far too much red absolutely! The fuck had he been thinking!

He was beginning to shake; he could see it in the mirror. Taking a harsh swallow as he fiddled with the pants. He wasn't doing this for Class, fuck no. he knew the other couldn't give two shits what he wore. He knew that plenty well enough by now, the both of them had had a total of four dates in this past month, and almost none of those had Class cared where they went even if Red had been in the sloppiest clothes.

Today though! Today they were going into the fucking city! Not just the city but to SOFT LAGOON, one of the highest Four-star restaurants in the city! The amazing Ocean front restaurant that Cherry could could only ever explain to him as romantic and breath taking! Ugh! Fuck him for not being good at this choice shit, if he had the choice he'd go in his old sweater and shitty shorts-

"Red get your CLAWS out of your fucking SLEEVE" Cherry said sternly, running in and unlatching Reds hands from the cuffs. Red staring down at his hand. Right, right of course. He needed to take the moment to breath. Nodding slowly to his sister. The other sighing, relaxing as she hugged him "first ever date, how excited are you?"

Right, right, he hadn't told Cherry about any of the other dates him and Class had been, as far as Cherry was aware this was the first date they were having, even if they were at, what? Six? Seven? Not that Red was counting or that shit!

"Nervous, the fuck did he have to choose a place like soft lagoon for?" he hissed, cherry laughing "Of course he chose Soft Lagoon, you're his special man. the gentle skeleton treats their significant other to the best they can, and he's treating you pretty lovingly, isn't he?"

"Mnnh-" lovingly wasn't the only way Class had been known to treat him, when that lazy fuck got passionate, he got fucking aggressive. Red still retained some of the bruises on his back. His soft flesh had not been made to take that kind of aggression.

"Is he?" Cherry's voice grew cold and annoyed "I swear if he ain't-"

"fkn' course he is Cherry, chill" Red quickly squeaked out "I... he makes me feel like a different person honestly." He admitted, glancing to Cherry "are you supposed to feel that way when you're in a relationship?" he asked. Cherry hesitated

"I'm... not sure, Bro" she admitted. "But hey, you're giving it a chance! that's what matters!" she cheered, adjusting his tie before giving him a thumbs up "love you!" she chirped. Red smiled, muttering a 'love ya' back to his sister.

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"Sooooo, what does hanging out with your soulmate feel like?" she asked, Red scoffing as she shoved her. The other wheezing in delight. Laughing "C'mon! You gotta tell me!" the other insisted, nursing her cup of hot chocolate. The both of them perched on their corners of the couch. Red sitting awkwardly, keeping his back straight. He appeared to be attempting to not crinkle his clothing?

"I... honestly, I don't know how I feel really... it's all kinda- isn't dating someone after a month unrealistic? I mean- I feel like I've gotten far too attached far too fast, you know?"

"... it sounds like love never feels real Bro... I've never ever heard of it sounding normal" Cherry admitted, smiling shyly, tilting her head to the side as she thought this over "everyone says it sounds just like a dream when I ask them"

There was a gentle knocking at the door moments later. Red's face growing a deep russet as Cherry beamed and looked to him "well wont you look at that! Go on~ go greet your boyfriend" she purred. Red stayed completely still for a minute. His body jumping to life when the knock was sounded again. Stumbling over and pulling the door open.