Steve Saga Short Stories ♡

Hateful Kinda Love ~🏳

Authors note** Rainbow/Nightmare smut. Alternate of Loveful Kinda Hate (=<

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Rainbow breathed in the water like fresh air, fully submerged. It was a glorious evening, the sun barely drifting enough to make the sky change colors. It was warm with a cool breeze and the trees swayed under its pressure. The ocean shimmed with bright beautiful colors from the setting sun.

Yet Rainbow couldn't enjoy it, not for a moment. Instead, he darted behind rocks and trees, too weak to fight back. He had seen the ocean from a distance and reached the newfound power source. Nightmare had not followed him into the waves and instead stalked him out, waiting for him to try to escape or give in.

His plan had flaws, but so did Rainbow's, as his sea-breathing gift wouldn't last forever; soon he would have to resurface, even for just a few seconds, to breathe. In the meantime, it felt like he couldn't breathe already, his painful whizzing unheard underwater. He looked for coverage for when he resubmerged but realized he didn't need to; he could run.

The water gave him strength, maybe he could lose Nightmare in the forest. He swam closer, from a different spot of which he swam in. He was able to sneak behind the beach behind rocks. He could attack from there if he truly wanted to, but Nightmare wouldn't simply let him. It would be useless, he could never land a good enough attack to fight him. Rainbow focused his power, one leg still in the tide range.

Then he ran. He wasn't faster than Nightmare, but he had a head start and he was certainly more nimble. He could hop trees and swerve and practically dance around the King of Nightmares if he had the strength. He never saw, but he could hear the hard thuds of Nightmare on his tail and he ran and ran.

He truly didn't have the strength, though. He had a small boost of energy that was quickly fading. He tried to push for the adrenaline and to keep the yellow steve-esc pace he set but his legs grew numb. Buckling and swaying, about the crease like paper. He simply couldn't afford to stumble and fall so he had to slow, zig-zagging, and swirling out of the direct path of Nightmare.

He got off his course enough to stop in a cave. He leaned over to pant, his knees threatening to give out. His lungs still burned with salt water, heaving desperately against the strain. He couldn't hear the distant footsteps over his own wheezing until it was too late. He was shoved into the wall, shoulders pinned by the strong arm he couldn't shake. Nightmare's glared at him like red lights behind crime scene tape.

"You've caused me an awful lot of trouble, you know." He hissed

Rainbow shrunk again in his grip, his legs kicking at the ground and twisting his body. Nightmare pushed against him harder. He retaliated with a kick to the shin with his steel-toe boots.

"So have you, bastard."

Nightmare hit him against the wall, pushing a squeak out of Rainbow. He always knew Rainbow as the type to never give up on fighting, sassing, and pushing his patients. So he raised a brow at Rainbow freezing in his grasp, wide-eyed staring up at him.

"W-what do you want from me..." Rainbow squeaked, turning his head away.

"I'm going to take you for myself, simple as that" He took the hero's jaw and turned his head back. "A hostage for when those stupid players come back."

Rainbow's eye only got wider. But instead of negotiating and cowering he simply huffed out "Did you really have to say it like that?

"I'll say what I please. You don't expect me to pay the player a compliment, now do you?"

"No, I- Never mind."

Nightmares could help to want to know. "Just tell me"

"Wha- it's nothing!"