"sweetest", (killer x nightmare)

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Nightmare stared to what remained of his dear brother his eye socket narrowed,Fbe statue of Dream were kneeling on the ground and had his hand reach up as if reaching for something,

Nightmare stand in front of the statue,The world around were in crumbles Everything was beyond recognizable to what it was before,

And the sky was a deep pool of thick blood. While the ground matched with its appearance, The ground smelt like rotten flesh and dry blood But none of this bother nightmare, His twisted mind liked the sky shade and the dead grass.

Before dream turned into a statue, nightmare remember how he pleaded for his brother to stop. But, he was too late to realize everything. He was too late to rescue him. Too late to care, Stuffing his hands at his pockets.

Nightmare kicked his foot at the ground, kicking dust towards his brother pitiful face.

"I always hated that look, Even now",

Said nightmare with a small grunt, Dream failed to be a brother. He failed to protect what his supposed to guard. He lost everything, this world and everyone he Cheerished so much that he was willing to sacrifice the person who needed him the most,

He forgot him,

So nightmare don't feel any remorse by what he did.

A black tentacle sprouted behind his back. It's dull edge became sharper, As black liquid drip and fall to the ground. Nightmare hesitate, A Part of him wanted to lashed out and kill his brother once and for all. Destroy this world than it originally is. But a part of him didn't want to.

Before he knew it. His knees gone weak, nightmare scowled. His still weak as expected.
Despite everything that happened, The old him lingers at the back of his empty soul.

It's stopping him.

pleading not to do it. And he despised it.

" don't ",

It whispered In a shaky and timid voice. Nightmare let out a small growl and fought for dominance. It's always trying to free itself. It wanted it's body back, But of course his deep hatred and anger always won,

Eventually it calmed down and he was able to finally stand completely,

" I miss dream",

It cried. Nightmare couldn't care less. It can cry all it wants for all he cares, those whispers of his old self were the only thing that kept the old him alive. But that's it, It just whispers to him reminding him of who he was, but he can't deny its Affecting him at times, especially when he visits the past that seem to hunt him to this day,

Nightmare didn't notice a single tear falling until he made a u-turn . He quickly wiped it and teleport,

back at the bad sanses base.

"Where do you think the boss of to? ", Killer were Sitting at the leather couch with horror next to him with his legs spread as he leaned against the arm rest with his arms lazily resting at the side,

horror had a bag of chips on his arm while his hand kept digging into it and eating like there's no tomorrow while dropping bits of crisps at the floor. Killer groaned and kick him at the side of his knee, earning an annoyed growl from him making him drop his food.

" I asked ya a damn question! And when I do, you reply back! ",

Horror silently glared back at killer with an intent to snap his neck. Killer rolled his eyelights and scoffed, horror were silent  His gaze spoke stronger than words. But killer don't feel intimidated one bit,

Especially around a murderous cannibal, horror eventually gave up sharing predatory glances towards killer and stand up and crouched down to pick up the spilled chips at the floor. Shoving them back into his mouth. Killer gave a side eye.

"dude.... Stop that you know I'm not the type to show sympathy",

Killer said with a smirk, Horror groaned at his comment and walk away but not without throwing a knife right at him, Killer didn't flinch one bit as it miss and slightly scratch his cheek.

" heh... I knew I'm your favorite ",

Said killer Amusedly, Horror narrowed his eyes and Huff and went upstairs. Killer sighs and pulled out the knife behind him.

Throwing it at the air and catching it a few times. While having a bored out expression. It wasn't until killer frozed in place once he felt the ominous aura. He immediately sprung from the couch and frantically looked around for the familiar figure,

Then. There he was, Killer stared. black substances crawled from the floor and flew in the air to form a figure,

" Boss",

Killer muttered under his breath as he stared at nightmare appearing in front of him,

So gorgeously.

Killer snapped and shook his head. Erasing his dirty thoughts. He acted cool and chill when talking to nightmare, Though it pained him knowing his not interested at chit chats.
Killer always wanted his attention, his validation. His praises and comments, but not once did he hear it come out of his mouth. Even if he did a great job at doing his order's, The boss always kept his thoughts to himself, He was always a mystery to him. He don't speak much either, But when he does.

Damn killer would do a flip just to hear him talk. Even if it's nasty and cruel. It's okay, he love his deep voice.

"boss where were you during this afternoon? ", ask killer wanting to strike at least a small conversation, but he know nightmare isn't the type to answer stupid questions like that. Especially when it comes to his personal life. But killer is always curious about the boss.

Nightmare barely glance back at killer and went upstairs to his office. It's all clear to killer. That silence meant one thing.

Fuck off.

Killer was disappointed. Though he quickly dismissed it and let the boss rest. Knowing how tired he might be.

He sighs and went upstairs but stop to linger at nightmare office door. He know the boss was an insomniac. He barely get any sleep or rest, And when he does. He always wake up not a minute later. Killer silently look at the door. His gaze never leaving.

Damn he want to go inside there badly.

Killer put his hands at his pocket and rocked his body back and forth, Trying to fight his urge to burst inside and meet the boss. But he stopped himself, knowing what will happen if he did. Last time he sneak inside the boss room without any thought, the boss weren't happy one bit. Things happened and killer was forced to sleep outside as punishment. naked.

He shivered at the memories flooding in, It was a tough night, Killer cleared his head and stayed for a bit before leaving into his own room.