Murderous Desire {Dust x Reader}

Conflicting Romance

~(Y/N)'s POV~

"So, you're really going out with him?" Killer sighed and took his shirt off, tossing it on my bed. For some reason, he was panicked about what to wear. "I need to. It hurts a lot, (Y/N)..," he said, his voice sounding sad. "And you think he'd do that?" Killer sighed and took his shorts off, looking at his reflection with disgust. "I can hope, right?" I nodded and stared at his back. Cracks and scarring littered his spine and ribs; were these all from fighting? "What? See something you like?" I looked up, seeing Killer smirking back at me. My cheeks flushed and I rolled my eyes. "In your dreams, shorty." "Shorty?! We're the same height!" 

I stood, walking over to Killer. We were no longer the same height- I was about an inch or so taller. "Wait, what?! No fair! HORROR, COME HERE!" I started laughing, watching his cheeks puff out. Footsteps were heard on the stairs seconds before my door opened. Sans's cheeks turned a light red as he glanced away. "Why aren't ya wearin' clothes..?" "I was getting changed! Now quit being a fag and come here!" Horror walked over, his face only turning redder. "Now, who's taller?! Me or (Y/N)?!" At the question, his blush disappeared and he seemed more annoyed. "(Y/N)." "What?! You didn't even measure!" 

Killer put his back against mine, the cold bone sending a shiver down my spine. "Now?!" Horror blinked and raised an eyebrow. "Still tha kid, Killz." "Ugh, fuck! CROSS!" Just as before, heavy footsteps ascended the stairs. When Cross walked in, he seemed more or less indifferent to Killer's mostly naked state. "Yeah?" "Who's taller?!" Cross raised an eyebrow and paused.  "...Horror?" Killer facepalmed while I started laughing, Sans' own chuckles joining me. "No, dumbass! Between me and (Y/N)!" Cross's cheeks flushed purple as he laughed nervously. "O-Oh, uh, then it's (Y/N)..." Killer tried to punch Cross, only for the latter's reflexes to kick in as he dodged. 

"Ya done bein' a baby? I was in tha middle of a conversation with...w-with, uh..," Sans started turning red again, looking away. "With Farm?" Cross asked. Killer started laughing, patting Cross's back. "Nope! Horror's got another boyfriend! He won't tell anyone, though!" I was immediately...kinda disgusted. Sans wasn't really the type to cheat; at least, I didn't think so. "Wait, you're cheating..?" Sans was quick to correct the thoughts Cross and I shared. "N-No! F-Farm an' I both agreed that, uh...I could...um...fuck, tha hell was it called..? P...Pal...uh..." "Pfft, the big dumbass means Polyamory." I immediately felt back for thinking anything like that about Sans- but really, what else could I think? I mean, Cross has known him for some time too, and we both came to the same conclusion.

"Sorry, Ho-" "Nah, don't be! I shoulda, uh, told ya..," he said, his words getting quieter. An awkward silence engulfing the room. That was until Dust walked up and saw Killer nearly naked while the three of us stood around him. "...What the fuck?" Killer glared at Dust. "You! Asshole! Who's taller, me or (Y/N)?" Dust glared and crossed his arms. "(Y/N)." Killer lost his shit and started trying to hit Dust, who just dodged. I sighed and leaned to Cross. "Hey, since you're the strongest, can you kick them both out?" Cross's cheeks turned purple and he nodded, easily throwing them out of the room- literally. "There. Is that good?" He said, his eye lights getting bigger. Oh my stars, he looks like a puppy begging for validation. It's so cute it feels like my heart might explode. "Perfect, thank you!" He got a big goofy grin on his face. Such puppo.

We stood around for a while, talking quietly about Halloween. It was the inciting event for this little date for Killer and Dream. "So, Blue?" Cross's face seemed to fall; he looked like he might cry. "I can't believe I...did that...kissing is supposed to be for lovers..." My heart nearly burst at how absolutely adorable he was. This tall, beefy ass, royal guard was getting all upset over a kiss because it wasn't with a lover. "Cross, ya ever think about gettin' a date er somethin'?" Cross nodded, staring out the window. "All the time, actually. I have someone in mind, too. I just don't think I'm good enough for him, you know? He's super cool and...and I wish I could tell him." I pulled Cross into a hug, which was a bit weird considering the height difference. "Hey, don't be such a dummy." "Huh?"

"I'm sure this guy would love to call you his, okay? You're a really good guy, you know. Your morals are never compromised and your resolve is strong. Not only are you an amazing fighter and royal guard, but a fantastic friend. If he doesn't think you're as sexy as we do, I'll kick him in the nuts, deal?" Cross's grip had tightened, my body aching from the embrace. He let go, but hugged me again. "Thanks, (Y/N). You're really cool." I felt my cheeks heat up. Heh, I'm cool. "Sure, Cross. I'm sure anyone else would say the same thing." Sans came over and wrapped Cross in a hug, the two tall skeletons embracing. It was super cute, honestly.

The two were both like big, stupid dogs. Very eager for validation and praise, while crazy strong but super shy. In all honesty, I wish the three of us spent more time together! Maybe just not with me as their dumbbell... "So, (Y/N), what about you?" "Hm?" The two were separated from their hug, standing together. If I weren't so comfortable around them, I'd be scared shitless. "We talked 'bout ours so...what's yer love life lookin' like?" I flushed, turning my head away. How was I supposed to mention that I wasn't single without giving away who I was dating? They know I don't really talk to many people- it'd be so obvious!

"You okay? You look like you're going to puke..," Cross said, his hand rubbing the small of my back. I swear if that guy doesn't accept Cross's feelings, I'll dust him. "Ya don't gotta tell us 'bout it if it makes ya that uncomfortable, (Y/N)." I smiled and ran my fingers through my hair, smiling. "Thanks, you two. You're both so sweet." Both of the skeletons blushed, saying something about how they weren't really. It was a while before Dust and Killer came back upstairs, both looking beat up. "What tha hell happened ta ya two?" "Killer's pissed because he's short." I snickered, Dust's eyes looking over at me. For a second, they softened. But soon, he was back to his normal scowl. Honestly...

His smile is much prettier.

Thanks for waiting for me to get my shit together. I'm officially a second year in college. It sucks. AAAAAAAAAA-

Date: 1/15/23 02:22

Word Count: 1138