Can I stay with you? Crepic Story

On the way to the mall

Cross awakes to the sound of sizzling and the smell of bacon. He opens his eye and squints at the bright light coming from the living room window.

Cross sits up, noticing a soft blanket covering him up.

'Epic must have covered me last night with this.' He smiles, feeling cared for. He grabs the blanket and folds it, and sits it on the coffee table across the couch.

"Oh, you're awake," a voice appears coming out of the kitchen. Epic is holding two plates. He sits them both down on the coffee table.

"What would you prefer for a drink milk or orange juice?"

"Milk, please." Cross's voice is deeper than it usually as he just woke up

Epic nods his head and walks out to get milk for the both of them.

Cross looks over at the meal. There's french toast with strawberries and chocolate drizzled over it with a side of eggs and bacon. Cross smiles at the meal Epic made for him.

"Here," Epic hands him a cup of milk

"So how are you feeling?"

"Better now, thank you, Epic"

"That's good. Let's eat. Maybe we can talk about what hurt you later. I dont want to overwhelm you."

Cross nods, grabbing a fork to eat the French toast.

His eyes light up with stars

"This is delicious!" He smiles

Epic shocked he liked his cooking smiled back.

"Nobody has ever seemed to like my cooking." He rubs his neck.

Papyrus always cooked and never let Epic cook, claiming *YOU WOULD BURN DOWN THE HOUSE SANS*

Epic would laugh it off with a joke, but it hurt a little because it seemed his brother didn't trust him with cooking.

Cross puts a hand on Epic's shoulder, snaping him out of the memory "Dude this is amazing. You cook better than the royal cooks in my au." He smiles, confirming his statement.

Epic blushes a little at the compliment. "Thanks man maybe I could cook for you more often." He shrugs

"It would be EPIC to try your food." He chuckles

Epic laughs at the unexpected pun.

They calm down and finish eating breakfast.

"So... I was thinking, why don't we go grocery shopping or go to the mall?" He asks nervously

"We can do both if you want."

Epic smiles "We can go after I clean the dishes." He goes to grab the dishes, but Cross stops him.

Epic had a confused look on his face as Cross grabbed the dishes. "Let me wash them. You cooked an amazing meal for me."

Epic shocked but allowed him to. Epic still grabbed the cups as Cross's left arm is still healing. He followed Cross to the kitchen and sat it on the counter.

Epic opens the fridge and makes a mental list of what he needs. He also gets paper and writes down ideas on what they both could need for traveling alternative universes.

Cross is done with cleaning the dishes and sits down across from Epic at the table.
He gets deja vu when Epic's eye with the scar opens, showing a purple eye light.

"Your eyes are beautiful," Cross says without thinking

Epic was shocked and flustered. "W-what did you say?" He asked, double checking what Cross said