30 day OTP challenge (Nightkiller) (fixed!!)

Day 13) Comfort

3rd pov.

Ah yes, a regular day with Nightmare. Him sitting at his beloved desk, working on what he works on. Scribbling away with his pen. He sat boredly at his desk, resting his head on his hand. Not a care in the world of what's happening outside of his office door, that suddenly opened without warning. Killer walked in, surprising Nightmare, making him look up, no longer resting his head on his hand. Killer approached the desk that was taken care of for years by the owner of it.

"I finished my tasks." Killer spoke softly, walking up to Nightmare. The king sat there observing his lover, noticing something different.

"I didn't think the tasks I gave you would take so much out of ya." Nightmare jokingly said, chuckling. Killer didn't respond, but only sat onto Nightmares lap, hiding his face in his lovers chest. The king held his lover close, giving comfort to the other.

"What wrong love, your not usually this drowsy." Nightmare said, holding Killer in his arms.

"I dunno, I guess I'm just tired." Killer said, resting his eyes. Nightmare rubbed Killers back as his lover slowly fell asleep on him. Soft snores came from Killer, telling Nightmare that the smaller skeleton had fallen asleep. As to Nightmare not wanting to wake Killer, he scooted closer to his desk, and continued to do what he was doing previously before Killer walked in. Killer suddenly falling asleep on his lap in the middle of the day surely confused the king, giving him worry filled thoughts flood his mind. So he planned on having a talk with him. But he will let Killer rest.

Nightmare quietly chuckled, with having Killer, along with Binx sleeping soundly.

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The moon raised over the castle, along with nightfall. The little crew that was getting ready for their nightly rest were doing their nightly routines as they do every night. Dust was in his room, playing on his phone, waiting for the tiredness to hit him. Horror was already asleep, as always, he's the first to be sleeping. Cross was in one of the many bathrooms brushing his pearly whites like he does every night. And Error, not there, he was in his anti void, currently watching his favorite show, as it is the only one he watches on a daily basis.

With the only couple in the place, they to were also settling down in their bedroom. The king, known as Nightmare, was sitting on the bed, his legs under the warm comforter. He had a book open, reading a genre to his liking. Killer was in the bathroom readying himself up for bed. The hate leaking skeleton walked through the door from the bathroom, getting in with his lover in bed, ready for sleep due to his tiredness.

Nightmare looked up from his book, watching Killer climb in bed next to him. The goopy skeleton marked his page and closed the book setting it on the nightstand next to the bed.

"Killer, can I talk to you about something?" Nightmare said, which made Killer perk up by being called by his name than a little pet name that Nightmare usually calls him.

"Yea, what is it Night?" Killer said, looking at Nightmare.

"This afternoon, you came into my office completely winded, which I find completely out of pocket for you. Is there something your not telling me?" Nightmare said with all seriousness. Killer looked away, not really wanting to get into it.

"It's nothing Night, you don't have to worry." Killer said, slightly hurting Nightmare that he wouldn't tell him that there was a problem.