I hate everything about you

your touch, my drug.

the bad thing about living in a world of darkness is that you don't know when it's daytime or nighttime, that of course has been taken care of after setting a giant clock outside the castle. So it was easier to say it was nighttime and the evil sanses we're doing their usual, every night it was either getting a bit drunk and playing dumb games, the knife game, ouija and the classic russian roulette.

Hate was the one that never got drunk these nights, he knew he'd end up doing something stupid like them so everytime they tried to make him drink at least one shot, he refused.

But even so, some of them were very determined to see how Hate behaved when drunk, so they we're trying to convince him to drink.

"c'mon Hate! don't knock it 'till you try it!" this time it was Dust trying to convince him to drink a shot of vodka, it wasn't working. Hate just shook his head, he had been calm a moment before, until these idiots started to nudge him into trying one of the drinks.

"i've already said no, now shut up and don't bother me."

"aww what's wrong? you're a chicken Hate"
killer teased, that line seemed to work a bit since Hate stiffened and glared at him .

" I'm not a chicken, but you're all inmature bastards.."

the teasing continued, Horror and Dust joined in and started to coo like a chicken to bother Hate while they chanted :
"CHICKEN HATE CHICKEN HATE CHICKEN HATE~"

 Finally, Hate had enough of that bullshit. He took the shot of vodka and gulped it down .

"THERE, NOW SHUT UP!!" 

He stood from his seat and stormed off towards his room, little did he know, those fuckers put something in his drink aside from the strong vodka.

Nightmare has been having trouble to keep these bastards out of his room, they already stole some potions from him. He sighed and turned towards the door to head out, the stress wasn't good at all but he was used to it by now.

As he walked out of his chamber, he noticed Hate walking alone in the hall, why would it be so important? because he was leaning against the wall for support to walk.

'....is he...drunk?' nightmare thought as he observed him silently, he walked quietly towards him until he was right behind Hate .

"....Hate, what are you doing here?" 

Hate jumped a bit at the sound of nightmare's voice and turned to him, he inmediately glared at nightmare and growled. " why do you care. i'm going to my room..." Oh but nightmare wasn't having any of that today, he decided it was enough. 

"Your room is being cleaned right now, so you can't go there-" "Fine. i'll use yours." nightmare didn't even had time to react or respond when Hate was already in his room and his bed, Nightmare screeched and turned to yell at him to get out, he stopped himself once he saw Hate removing his own clothing.

"...wha- what are you doing?!" "...stripping? i sleep naked" Hate just continued and was about to remove his boxers when two tentacles stopped his hands and janked them above his head, he was pinned to the bed by them. nightmare walked closer to him, a light blush forming on his cheeks. "you won't sleep naked here, i forbid you." ".....ugh...Fine, get your hentai things off me."

Nightmare retreated his tentacles inmediately when he heard the word hentai, he glared at Hate and walked away to head out again and close the door of the room. he didn't need sleep anyways, now he couldn't get Hate's body out of his stupid mind, when he pinned him he could feel a bit of fear between all that hatred in the skeleton made of smoke. It was intoxicating and adictive, like a drug he's tried for the first time.

And just like a drug.

He wanted more.

More of that angry touch, to see him begging, crying or screaming...yes, it was sick but so was his mind. Nightmare wanted to break him, to produce more of that intoxicating and addictive drug that was too hard to get and gave him chills and a desire he's been wanting to supress for a long time.

"....heh...we'll see how much he lasts before breaking...".