☼ cry baby ☼ { undertale }

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frisk's gentle, shaky arms wrapped around asriel's as he cried, tears running down his face as memories of what he's done came back to him.

" azzy, it's not your fault. it wasn't you, "

" i'm sorry, "

there was no use in telling him to stop apologizing, so she whispered an ' it's okay. '
yellow buttercup petals flew in the soft wind, gently blowing at the girl's messy, brown hair. asriel only held onto her tighter.

" stop crying, you'll make me cry. "

" i just don't want to leave you. "

" then don't. don't go back.. please try.. "

warm tears escaped frisk's green eyes, which hadn't slept in two days.

" i don't have a choice, frisk. "

the wind got stronger as they let go of each other, still holding on.

" my time is almost up. "

" no it's not. asriel- "

" promise me, you'll find flowey before you leave. "

" i won't have to if you just- "

frisk was crying so hysterically yet softly that the rest of her sentence couldn't escape her mouth.
soon, asriel would turn back into flowey; an evil, merciless flower. all he did was cause her to cry and contemplate how much she really knows.
but asriel, never in control of his ways, was somewhere in there. after the surface incident, alphys had converted his soul into a buttercup flower in her spare time, telling nobody.

not even his parents.

he was so calm and cheerful for a child whom watched their painful death over a thousand times.

" and if chara comes back, "

frisk's mouth forced out a 'no' , which caused her aching voice to crack; making it sound like any other of her sobs.

" tell her i love her. "

" n-no, i won't have to tell her that for you if you just- "

she grabbed onto the sides of his face gently as he wiped a few of tears out of millions.

" asriel, please stay with me . "

" i can't frisk, please accept that. "

asriel seemed to be talking, but the only words frisk could make out were "your family.... friends.... you need.. them."
she shook her head as asriel pulled her into a tighter hug, their bodies sliding down to the floor in sync.

they sat there, both a crying mess, holding each other into something that couldn't even be labeled a hug anymore.