*She's in love with the concept
•°• Nightmare POV •°•
I had known Killer for a long time now but we didn't really think of each other much. That was, until recently. I couldn't keep Killer out of my mind. He was so... everything. He was what I wanted. He was my missing piece. I knew where he lived to an extent. I teleported to his home and knocked nervously. He answered. I stood silent and he just dragged me inside. "What are you doing here Nighty?" Killer said enthusiastically confused. "Just wanted to stop by I guess. I don't fuckin' know..." To which we both sat on the floor and I tried to keep calm.
Guess I didn't care to notice that Killer and I started cuddling on the floor but oh well. I was spacing out too much to give a fuck. I ligtly whispered to him "I think I have feelings for you..." We both started blushing and Killer mumbled "Me too..." Words of relief holy crap. I smiled and kissed him.
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Killer POV
Next morning I woke up feeling drunk as hell. I went downstairs to see Nighty on the floor smiling in his sleep. Scary. What'd happened last night? It all came back to me. I was in love with (the concept 😥)* Nighty. Why had I forgot this all... I picked him up and went back upstairs and put him in my bed. I then laid back down and cuddled with him. It felt good... Like what I always needed. Like what I had.
