Dream had been feeling...strange recently...and it was whenever Dream was around Ink
He had told his brother Nightmare about his feelings but he didn't care and continued playing on his phone.
He told Blueberry about his feelings but he just fangirled (boyed?).
He told Core Frisk, Fresh AND Sci. All the same outcome. Mostly
"I....rEaLlY dOn'T cArE bRoThEr" Nightmare said.
"YOUR IN LOVE DREAM!!" Blue yelled.
"I think you love Ink, Dream" Core Frisk told him.
"Yo buddy I dunt know much bart feelins n stuff but ah think ya in love with Inky.." Fresh said in his 90's accent.
"Well from all the answers you have given me, the evidence points to love" Sci explained.
By now Dream had given up all hope in trying to find another answer to his feelings and just admitted it...
...he was in love with Ink...
And now that he thought about it more and more...
...he wonder why no one else loved him like he did...
"He's creative..."
"Caring..."
"Kind..."
"Hot..."
"Wait what?!"
Dream shamed him self for having such inappropriate thoughts about the smaller yet older skeleton. But he just couldn't help it. Everything about Ink was perfect to Dream.
Dream flopped onto his starry bed sighing.
He closed his eye sockets to try get some rest but was interrupted by his phone buzzing on the small table beside him. He turned his body and grabbed his phone.
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Dreams eye sockets widen.
It was Ink!!
He hastily answered and put the phone to his "ear".
