Crossed Ties

Recovering from that- (2)

I was crumbled on the ground, breathing heavily after not being able to out of sheer force. Occasionally twitching I looked around at my environment. Tall brick walls, dirty alley, and graffiti, of course.

I remember just how... terrified he sounded. He sounded like he was having a panic attack, looked like he was scared of me.

I caused it.

I tried to calm him. Dust bun often has that happen, and while I'm not the best at that... I thought I could... help...

"Killer?"

At least a little.

"Killer?? Killer!?"

But... I made it worse... "I'm sorry." The signature dust-stained blue, slightly purple looking, jacket came into view. "Shh... we're here..." A cool, firm hand took hold of my scull and gently lifted. "...S-Sugar...?" Glancing over further I saw his large, red eye analyzing me with worry. Horror looked worried.

Dust was looking me over, squeezing my hand occasionally. "I- I'm alr-right..." Horror looked skeptically at me then to Dust who confirmed. "...He is actually alright... looks like he just got stunned."

I leaned into Dust. "You're so smart~" He put his hand on my forehead to shove me off of his lap. "Glad to see you didn't hit your head too hard."

"When I fell for you~?" I was being lifted into the bridal carry by Horror. "I hate you." Dust pointed his finger to the middle of my eye sockets. "I love ya' too~~"

"I know." He cupped his face, covering his sockets as he grumbled.

"I... We should go home.... to check sugar... it's safer there...." Horror said while adjusting his grasp on me, making sure I was comfortable lying in his arms.  "Please. Maybe he'll shut up on the way." Dust groaned.

"Ha! Never!" Dust shot me a half-hearted glare back before walking off. After only a second of thought Horror followed quickly.

When we got to the hideout, they immediately went to the main lobby where we mainly hung out. "Hey, H? How bout you get him comfortable while I get the first-aid." It was more of a statement than a request, but Horror complied.

"This okay?" He asked after piling me on top of a few pillows. "Very, but I'd like a blanket big guy." He nodded. "...In a... minute.... Bun needs.... to fix ya' up...." He pecked my forehead and laid next to me, checking me over closely.

"...What happened..?" He asked.

I thought for a few moments. "I think that... That I messed up..." He looked at me confused, then deciding to cup my cheek and rub his thumb. "...N'... how... did that happen... Sugar...?"

"...I think that I scared him." I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch. I heard footsteps approaching. "Scared who Kills?" Feeling my shirt being lifted gently, I sighed.

I opened my eyes to see Horror gazing at me lovingly, and Dust enraptured in healing my (really minor) wounds. "...I found him-" I felt them both stop, I looked away from them. "-and I scared him off.."

"...do... you mean-..." Horror spoke up, wide-eyed.

"Hey... Hey, it's fine." Dust held my hand. "...And how is it 'fine'..? We've literally been looking for him, for years! And then I messed it up!"