WingDing x StarLord(special gift)

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This is a small cheerful gift for GasterFanFic. Hope you will like it, bruh :3

It was a dark night on the surface. Yes, this gang got out of the void and now they are quietly living in a big house. Everyone slept peacefully, all but WingDing. The first days of arrival on the surface were hard for him: nightmares, insomnia, constant thoughts in his head. All this didn't allow him to sleep for a long time, so he often sat down on the windowsill and looked at the stars until he fell asleep. In the morning StarLord always found him at the window and always carried him to bed.

Today he was disturbed by the nightmare about the genocide in the underground. He jerked up on the bed, his face was horrified and tears streamed down his cheeks, he was breathing heavily.

"Are you all right, my friend?"

WingDing heard a familiar, pleasant for ears voice. He turned his head toward the voice and looked at Stars, who was sitting on the bed and staring at Ding with excitement. WingDing sighed.

"Yes, I'm fine.."

Stars looked at him with a suspicious glance before he got up and walked over to him, bent over to his face. The scientist hastily took the scrape away.

"Nightmare again?" StarLord asked.

A nod followed from the scientist. Stars sighed and sat down beside him, putting his arm around scientist's waist. Ding didn't expect this, and blushed, looked at Stars. He smiled awkwardly. It was very very quiet, both looked silently in different directions, until..

StarLord turned very purple, he couldn't say anything because he was shut up with a kiss. So gentle and pleasant that he answered this cute kiss. Like that scientists sat for a couple of minutes after they broke off the kiss.

"If you want, you can sleep with me today" Stars said staring into Ding's eyes.

"Well, I don't mind" the little scientist smiled slightly.

The two lay down on StarLord's bed and began to fall asleep slowly, dreaming of their common happiness. Maybe this is their fate?

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