Sanscest Oneshots!

Killer x Dream |💀☁| Requested

Hello! This was requested by: 1nternet_Vamp1re  

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~No One's Pov~

A fight had broken out between the Stars sans and Bad sans, the fight lasted hours, all of them were losing stamina but the one who was the weakest was Killer, he was the first one to be in the au, when he ran into Dream and Ink. It had taken half and hour before Horror, Dust and Nightmare to realise Killer needed help.

"Ink, we need to leave!" Dream had been focused on fighting Nightmare, only noticing Ink when he opened a portal as an escape route. Dream began to head for the portal, when he noticed that someone was leaning against a tree, unconscious. That someone was Killer. Dream noticed he was injured and felt bad so before entering the portal, he teleported to Killer, grabbing him and then going through Ink's portal.

Once he was through he brought Killer to the Stars sans basement, it was small with a barred side, which had a twin-size bed, a small table and a window. Dream hated the thought of having a basement like Nightmare's, dark, dirty, and uncomfortable, so he made his the opposite, clean and warm.

Dream placed Killer on the bed and began healing his wounds, he was still unconscious so Dream wasn't worried of being attacked, while he was healing Killer Dream couldn't help but stare, Killer was always fascinating and Dream was always interested in him, during fights he couldn't take his eyes off of him.

It took 15 minutes for Dream to completely heal Killer and restore both of their stamina but he felt it was worth it. Dream was waiting on the other side of the metal bars, sitting on a chair, he had grabbed a book before and was waiting for Killer to wake up. While this was happening Ink was in the doodle sphere working on new ideas to fix the au, where everyone fought.

~Time Skip~

It had been two hours and Dream had fallen asleep, while Killer was beginning to wake up. At first he thought he was back in the castle, thinking his boss brought him into his room, but when he sat up and looked around he realised that he was not in his room, but a dungeon of some kind.

Killer went up to the bars, looking at the surroundings. The prison guard, who was Dream, was asleep, so he thought it would be easy to break out. As he looked around he saw that in the far left, the bars to the prison cell were broken slightly. They could easily be broken, Killer went to the bars, sat down and began kicking it. He was trying to be as quiet as possible, but he gave up on that quickly and hit the bars over and over again, hitting harder each time. There was a snap and the bars had broken, it was a small gap, but Killer was flexible and could easily slip through, but before he could do anything there was a voice.

"Those bars were expensive, think you can replace them? Or are you just gonna break them more?" It was Dream, he was towering over Killer, the two had seen each other before, but never really spoke. Killer stood up, not expecting Dream to be as tall as he was.

"I don't know what you mean, they were broken when I woke up. Is the Dream accusing me of property damage?"

"Oh so I just happen to wake up to loud hitting sounds?"

"Exactly." Dream grabbed rope and tied up the bars before going back to his chair. It was silent for a while, Killer was staring at Dream, angerly, Dream just smirked.

"What's even the point of this? You don;t do anything but watch me."

"Oh so you would prefer if I asked questions?" Killer didn't answer before Dream kept talking. "Why do you work for Nightmare?"

The question surprised Killer, the real reason was because he didn't have a choice, no one else came to his au and Nightmare offered a home, and after he agreed, he couldn't leave, he wasn't allowed to say no.

"I mean you seem... different... better than my brother, better than a lot of other people." Killer scoffed, he thought that Dream was full of it, just saying all this so he will work for him and not Nightmare, he knew about their rivalry. In reality though Dream cared about Killer, he thought he was fascinating and... perfect.

"You don't know anything about me, so don't pretend you care."

"You are right I don't know you, but I never pretend to care, and I'm actually interested in you... and everything about you."

The two talked for hours, about anything and everything. They surprisingly had a lot in common, and it carried their conversations further. At some point Dream and him were sitting on the small bed, still talking.

It had gotten quiet at some point, not awkward quiet, it was peaceful and nice. It had gotten dark outside, Killer and Dream had both gotten tired. Killer had begun to drift off and laid his head on his shoulder, drifting into sleep.

Dream carefully lowered his head, and gently pressed a kiss onto Killer's skull.

"Goodnight Killer..."

"...Goodnight.. Dream, and thank you."

Word Count: 903 

This one's a little short but I think it's ok :D

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