Nightkiller Oneshots 2

Why was he in the pub? 🍋

A/N: This was requested by Aron-Might. I am probably going to hell, and I am a huge embarrasment to my religion.. Also logic apparently doesn't exist here.

Prologue?

Nightmare and Killer had been dating for almost a half a decade now, Killer was the best, perfect, and the most gorgeous person to ever walk on the planet. Well, to Nightmare. Killer was Nightmare's prized possession, he'd literally would eat shit to prove his love for Killer. Killer loved the overprotective and desperate octopus as the octopus loved him. Killer liked, no, LOVED the way Nightmare gives him affection each day. But... he HATED the fact that he had a large secret that he didn't tell Nightmare...

He felt guilty...

He felt filthy...

He felt like a traitor...

Nightmare had told Killer every secret he had and trusted him with them, and Killer didn't let him down. Killer also told Nightmare his secrets except one...

He worked as a show "girl" at a local pub, thanks to his somehow feminine body and voice. The owner hired him to work at his pub, he would sit on a chair and look pretty or sing random songs they shoved on his face. They would actually give him a handsome paycheck too. He never told Nightmare that since he thought that Nightmare would hate him for his job...

Present...

My eyes stared at the blank ceiling, I was nervous. It was currently 11 pm, and my shift starts at 12 am. Nighty was hanging out with his brother, he also said that he'll be back in the morning. I sighed and got up from the bed and walked to my closet, I grabbed a jacket and put it on me. I grab the keys to the house and walk out of the front door. I lock the house from the outside and started to walk towards the pub I work at. It was called "Pubtastic dillies" Weird name, I know.

I entered from the secret staff door, I quickly head into the changing room and picked a tight red dress

(A/N: I drew that picture-)

This was the most "none revealing" dress I could find so I put it on, The dress made me summon my female ecto body, I look into a mirror and sighed before getting out of the changing room and headed to the room where the guests/visitors/customers are.
(A/N: Sorry TvT idk what it's called-)

Everyone stared at me as I got up the little stage in front of everyone. I grab the mic and began to sing a few songs, I stared at the crowd with a fake smile. After I was done, the crowd clapped and threw roses at me. One of the roses almost hit my face but I dodged It but It slashed a small unnoticeable wound on my cheek. I bowed and got down on the stage.

Nightmare's Pov

My brother had suggested that we go to a local pub, and I agreed because I was bored. When we entered a random pub and I saw...