Suffocating Joy {Nightmare x Reader}

Halloween Special, PT. 2

~(Y/N)'s POV~

"Well, we should head down, yeah?" I said. Killer smiled, releasing my hand and leading the way. I saw how sad Nightmare looked after not getting a kiss, but decided I would do it later. We all trekked down the stairs, finding almost everyone in the living room. Horror was manspreading while dressed as Jason Voorhees; Dust was hiding in the nearest corner with a Fluttershy costume; Cross stepped out of the kitchen holding a chocolate bar while dressed as Levi Ackerman, and Error was dressed up as a 17th century vampire while tucking his knees into his chest.

"I- Oh, Dust..," I said, seeing how embarrassed he looked. He tucked himself away in the corner until a certain blue blur appeared, wearing a Rainbow Dash costume. "WHY ARE YOU SULKING?!" Blue's loud voice caused Error to glitch up. From behind Nightmare, I saw Ink sneaking up with a pair of pink cat ears and a striped tail. He was dressed as the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland.

He pounced onto Nightmare's back, causing the goopy boy to stumble forward a bit. Dream was behind him in a long gown that barely touched the ground. Okay, he was totally a princess. A cute one at that. Damn, why the hell are these skeletons pulling off dresses better than 90% of women? The other allies all had some easier costumes, very simple. Nightmare and I, though? We dressed as Roman gods! Well, one of us is technically already a God.. Point being, nobody would be able to guess who we're dressed as. No fucking way.

When Error caught sight of Dream, he seemed a bit...off. I couldn't tell what it was, but he seemed different than before. "Hiya, Error! How do I look?" "Y-Yσυ υɱ...ʅσσƙ...αʅιʋҽ..." I watched the two for a bit before leaning over towards Nightmare. "Hey, you think those two are...y'know, together?" "They better not be. I don't know which of those assholes I would want to kill more." I snickered. "But what if they make each other happy?" "Tch, I hate happiness. You should know that, (Y/N)."

"You like kisses and cuddles, though," Killer said, somehow between us. "And you like my happiness," I point out. "W-Well, you're...special." "But your own brother isn't?" "He's- y-you're...oh, fine. You win." "I always do, Nighty," I said, sending a subtle wink. Killer giggled and hugged me from behind, nuzzling his nose into the nape of my neck. Nightmare's fist clenched at his side, making me chuckle a bit.

"Calm down. You know how Killer is." "Doesn't mean I like it-" "Brother?" Dream was standing there, Error behind him. Both seemed nervous, but Error more so. Severely more so. "What?" "Well, I was hoping I could speak with you privately..," he said, eyeing Killer and I. I casually pulled Killer into a piggyback ride and walked off, leaving the three Gods. "So, what made you choose the Boss, huh?" I shrugged, plopping us both down on the couch.

"To be honest, I really don't know. I guess his royal demeanor and everything was attractive. Well, now that I know he's a bottom-" Killer laughed loudly, getting Horror's attention away from his phone. "The hell are ya laughin' about, ya brony?" I snickered, watching Killer get offended. In the chaos of his yelling, Dust and Blue had walked over. Horror began hysterically laughing, rambling unintelligibly about how ridiculous the three looked. I butt in, elbowing Horror's ribs.

"Hey, they all look adorable! You shouldn't be such an ass, Horror!" Horror rubbed his neck, surrendering. "Fair 'nough. 'M jus' wonderin' how tha fuck Killz an' Lil Blue got Dust roped into it." I bit my cheek, looking at the three. Dust didn't seem angry, or even unwilling. Just...embarrassed. "Well, he's got a point. What'd they bribe you with?" Dust scratched his cheek, staying silent. Did he forget how to talk or something? "MWEH HEH HEH, KILLER SAID HIS ORIGINAL COSTUME WAS MORE EMBARRASSING SO HE DECIDED TO SWITCH TO FLUTTERSHY!"

Horror and I exchanged a smirk before looking back to Dust. We stood on either side, leaning on him and grabbing his arms. Horror's voice deepened and became huskier. "Ya wanna tell us whatcha were gonna wear, cutie~?" "C'mon, Dusty, it can't be that bad~" I cooed, watching Dust's face turn a dark shade of purple. "I-It's n-nothing...just...um..," he started before his voice lowered to a whisper. "I-I wanted to b-be a ballerina..."

We paused, unable to discern if he was lying or not. Based on how he began picking at his wrists, it was obvious he was serious. I offered a kind smile, pecking him on the cheek. "Either way, you're adorable, Dust." "Yeah, what they said. But uh...why a ballerina?" Dust flushed again, rubbing the part of his cheek where I'd kissed him. "I-I like ballet..." I smiled softly and rubbed his shoulder, trying to comfort him. "You should teach me sometime, eh?"

A big smile settled on his face, with seemed very unnatural. "R-Really?! I'd love to!" Horror chuckled and put his arm around Dust, pecking his forehead. "Ya better teach me to, 's long as I get ta lead." Dust flushed but nodded, his big smile never wavering. I glanced over seeing Nightmare storm out of the kitchen, with neither Dream nor Error visible. I sighed and jogged over to him, frowning. "What happened?"

"Nothing." "Well you looked pissed over 'nothing', then." "Not right now, (Y/N). I'm...processing." Then it hit me: he wasn't angry, he was sad. "Because Dream and Error are..?" He nodded softly, when I heard his voice in my head. "I don't want them to abandon me. Not again..." "Again?" He gasped, looking at me with fear evident. "Y-You heard that?!" His voice was loud enough to get Killer to come over, his arms around me. "Don't yell at them, you-"

"Yes, I did...why? Is that bad?" "I-I didn't want you to...know that..." I smiled and sighed, looking around before kissing his cheek. "Well, let's take your mind off it, huh? How about we start heading out to trick-or-treat?" He nodded, clearing his throat loudly to gain everyone's attention. "For those of you participating in Trick-or-Treating, we're about to leave." 

Date: 10/31/22 22:08

Word Count: 1030